Cora’s pov.
I turned the racket over in my palm, a little confused.
The sun was glaring down on us and if not for the layers of sunscreen and short frilly skirt I wore, I was sure I’d be panting from exhaustion.
I wasn’t sure why I suggested this. I’d seen some men playing it on the tv and then I’d asked creed if we could try it, he of course said yes and dragged Hunter with us, I’d been more curious than anything when I’d gone to change into this and he’d shown me the equipment now I wondered if this wasn’t just a very bothersome activity.
“Look up Coralie,” Creed sounded amused by the obvious confusion on my face.
I looked up with a small frown and placed a hand on my hip. “What is this?” I waved a hand towards the net and then the racket.
“It’s a tennis racket and this is th
