Chapter 2
James
The click of the ball hitting his golf club sent chills to James’ back. “This is what I come out here for, bro. Does it every time.” He shivered as his stylish caddy took the club from him. A cool air hit his polo as he sat in the cart.
His brother raised his eyebrows as he pulled himself into the golf cart. Some had mistaken them for identical twins, but Zack was three years older than James, and he made sure he knew that fact on the regular basis. “Your game’s improving,” Zack informed.
Zack’s comments were always sneaky. And sometimes they were downright manipulative. He cared about him and his other brothers—James wasn’t denying that. He just cared in strange ways. James pulled in a deep breath. “It is.”
The caddy stopped the cart in front of the next hole on the c
