Going for the Hole

4. Lucas

4

LUCAS

I watched the women’s reactions to see if they knew who I was. Usually, I could tell right away, and it was obvious they believed me when I threw out the false name. Noah was hard up for the redhead, but I couldn’t seem to keep my eyes off Sarah. Her golden skin and dark blonde hair reminded me of a California girl, like the ones you’d see surfing, but her accent was southern.

“Where are you from?” I asked, letting go of Sarah’s hand.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Here in Myrtle Beach. You?” That explained the accent. She sounded like a southern belle.

I’d lied about my name, but I didn’t see the point in lying about everything. “Charlotte,” I answered. “I needed a vacation.”

“Sounds familiar.” She smiled. “I wish we could stay and chat, but there’s somewhere we have to be.”

Harper nodded. “We do have to get going, but maybe we could meet up later?” Sarah nudged her in the side and I couldn’t help but smile. It looked like I was going to have my work cut out for me.

I wasn’t about to let Sarah slip away that fast, not when I could tell she was interested in me. “Where are you off to?”

She cleared her throat and I could see the hesitance on her face. But her friend stood, grinning from ear to ear. “We’re going to Tryst. Ever heard of it?”

Ah, yes. I’d been there a couple times over the years. “We’ve heard of it,” I answered.

Harper grabbed her purse off the counter. “Unfortunately, the place is picky with who they let in. I can’t guarantee they’ll let you past, but if you make it inside, maybe we’ll see you there. If not, we could possibly meet you back here later on.”

Noah and Aiden looked at me, grinning smugly. If these ladies knew who I was, they wouldn’t be questioning if I could get into the club. “We’ll take our chances,” I stated confidently.

Harper wrote down her number on a napkin and handed it to Noah with a wink. “Now we have a way of keeping in touch. Talk to you soon.” She put her arm around Sarah’s shoulders and they hurried off to the elevators.

Aiden punched my arm, grabbing my attention. “What the hell’s up with you? Why’d you lie to them about who you are?”

Noah laughed and tapped his hand on the bar to get the bartender’s attention. “I’m actually glad you didn’t. Harper’s f*****g hot, and now I get a shot at her. I call dibs.”

Aiden huffed. “Why am I always the one left out? I don’t want to be the damn third wheel.”

Noah chuckled. “Don’t worry. We’ll find you someone before the weekend’s done.”

We sat at the bar and all ordered another round of drinks. Aiden nudged me again. “So, why’d you lie? Really.”

The bartender set down my gin and tonic and I shrugged. “Not sure. It just came out that way.”

“Nah,” Noah teased, “you’re tired of the p***y just falling in your lap, that’s why. Sometimes it’s a turn on when you have to work for it.”

Bringing the glass to my lips, I tossed my drink back. “True. When I saw no recognition on her face, I grabbed at the opportunity for anonymity.” My lips pulled back slyly. “Just being an ordinary guy will be interesting.”

Aiden shook his head. “Nothing about you is ordinary. But I do have to admit, you have your work cut out for you with this one. It didn’t look like Sarah was going to be jumping on your d**k anytime soon.”

Brows lifted, I held out my hand. “Wanna make a bet?”

“Here we go.” Noah laughed.

Aiden looked down at my hand and smiled. “What are we betting?”

I nodded toward the elevator doors. “I got two thousand dollars that says I can get her to sleep with me tonight.”

“Do I look like a f*****g newborn baby? You’re the master at getting women in the sack.” Aiden scoffed. “No, we need something harder.”

“Like what?” I was curious to see what he’d come up with.

Noah slapped a hand on my shoulder and winked at Aiden. “Come on, man. Aren’t you tired of your brother always winning? Think up something good.”

Aiden’s grin widened. “Got it.” By the look on his face, I knew it wasn’t going to be easy. “I bet you can’t get Sarah to fall in love with you.”

That was the last thing I expected to hear. “Seriously?” I griped. “What kind of a bet is that?”

Aiden held out his hand. “Scared?”

“You said you wanted a challenge,” Noah chimed in. “Here’s your chance to prove you can do anything.”

“All right, assholes, you’re on. How much? And better yet, how long do I got?”

Aiden smirked. “Ten thousand, and you have until we leave town.”

Women loved me, and I had no doubt I could get Sarah to fall in love with me. I shook both of their hands and nodded toward the elevator doors. “Deal. Let’s go.”