Chapter 5
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Three weeks after I meet Xavier at the member guest, I’m gearing up for another golf tournament. I’ve seen Mike several times but never X. Today, Mike looks happy. He’s got a boyish smirk as walking towards me. I get a miller lite ready.
“Thanks,” Mike gives me a warm smile as he grabs his beer “He’s not here, yet.”
“Obviously.” I roll my eyes and chuckle.
“Well he asked me how you were doing” and he takes a big sip
“Working like my life depends on it.” I chuckle But my life didn’t depend on it, my kids did. I would be seeing them in a month and I couldn’t wait. This was the longest I’ve gone without seeing them since birth and I’m glad I was able to make and save a lot of money, I’m just hoping it was worth it.
He knows the pain behind my words. He’s an empath.
“Well he’ll be here soon” he smiles as he brings the beer to his lips
“Greaaaaat, I love getting sexually objectified,” I roll my eyes again, but I won’t lie. I love the attention.
“Good,” a deep raspy voice calls out and my heart beats out of control, but I won’t show it. “It’s been a couple weeks, pretty lady, I’ve got some material saved up.” And Xavier walks up to the bar.
I pop two miller lites and slide him both his way. He immediately brings one to his lips and take a big swig. I’m trying to avoid his gaze. He’s in grey shorts with a navy polo with a police insignia on the breast.
It was the Local Police appreciation golf tournament. The golfers today were Police and first responders, many of them members, many not, and their supporters. This was a big money making day. Naturally I’m wearing tiny little shorts that just show the bottom of my tight ass and a little navy tube top, to get rid of tan lines.
“Wow, you already know how I like it,” he leaned in on the bar and I finally looked into his light green eyes. God he was just so sexy. Overwhelming. I forget others are around me, “two at a time”
“You wouldn’t know what to do with two at a time.” I reply quickly with a smile. I have two French braids that sway down my back, the ends just above my hips. I absently play with one, gently twirling. I watch him look at me tugging my hair and I know exactly what I’m doing to him.
“You wanna test that?” And X holds my gaze. The excitement in his eyes gave him a boyish quality and I was hooked.
“You couldn’t handle one of me.” I smile and lean a little closer, Xavier’s eyes travel from my lips to my eyes and back again. I’m so turned on, I want to jump him now.
“I’d loooove to find out.” And smiles smoothly and I melt.
Fuck.
“Xavier, she’s got customers,” Mike chuckles and X looks around. I’m suddenly aware of a line of guys, “let the poor girl work.” I feel like a f*****g i***t. How many girls fell for those same words.
“I’ll see you on the course, pretty lady.” He winks and walks away with his two beers. One he’s already just about done with.
“Ohhhh it looks like Tori has met her match.” One member chuckles and I’m still trying to collect myself.
“I think Xavier might have met his.” Another comments. I’m grabbing bears and trying to ignore them all. Just keep my head down. No one can see my cheeks.
“Trust me,” my stomach drops and it’s John. I haven’t seen him since I walked out of his office, “he can’t handle her.” And he winks at me
Way to be f*****g subtle.
I roll my eyes at the lot of them, passing out the beers, “gentlemen, last chance for beers until you see me on the course!” And they quickly change the topic and start ordering more beers to go.
Simple men.
Out on the course it’s a hot August day, everyone is melting and it’s hard to keep up at points. I’m selling some raffle tickets and beer and it’s insane. My clothes are smaller and tighter than the member guest, and these police officers and friends cannot get enough. No one here plays golf for a purpose. It’s a day of comrade and drinking.
As I’m leaning over the cart to grab a beer from the cooler, I hear the most terrifying words one can hear on a golf course,
“FORE”
And while I cover my head, I hear “watch out”
And then the most painful sting
Right on my ass cheek.
I got hit with a mother f*****g golf ball.
At first I hear “are you all right?” and “Her father’s gonna flip” by several voices..
And once they realize I’m alright, I hear “I can rub it for you,”
“Do you need mouth to mouth”
“We can remove the clothing to see the damage”
I hold up both my hands, signaling them to shut up, and an angry look on my face. Who the f**k needs to be cut off?!
I slowly turn on my heels to face the direction of the shooters cart, and my eyes go wide as they drive up to me.
“Well my balls want what they want” Xavier chuckles hopping out of the cart. It’s all a game to him.
“Are you f*****g kidding me?!” I quietly yell “you play golf more than I do, and I’d beat you with my f*****g eyes closed. Do you know how to use a club?” In a low and angry tone, we are on a golf course. My ass hurts so bad. I can feel the welt through my shorts.
He rushes a little faster to me, realizing this is not a joke “are you ok?” He speaks intimately to me and I lose my breath.
“Yeah I’m fine,” I sigh angrily. “It f*****g hurts.”
“Well there are a lot of officers here,” he begins and I cut him off
“And how will they help?” I snap.
“Well every girl likes to get cuffed and stuffed, no?” And he chuckles. Most chuckle. Some are not sure how to respond. “It might cheer you up.”
Shock factor. That’s why he says what he says. He likes the attention. But so do I.
“Only if I can cuff and stuff right back,” I say smoothly and I wink at him. He’s speechless as the group of guys hoot and ‘woahhh’.Xavier raises his thick eyebrows and and has the s**t eating grin that’s growing on me fast.
“How about this, I buy everyone a drink here, give you a big fat tip,” and he c***s his eyebrows with a smirk, “and give me your number in case you need anything, a drink, a rub down...”
“I’m ok.” I’m smiling now. everyone around us now Closing in to hear our conversation. I know his game, “besides my ass has had harder things hit it..” and I smile sultry and Xavier’ eyebrows raise high. Then I turn to everyone “I’m ok everyone, Mr. Balmacentura is buying everyone a drink.”
All the guys cheer and I hand out beverages. Someone is about to tee off in front of us, so we all pause respectfully to watch. X, Mike and a couple guys are lingering around me when X leans into me “I’ll give you $20 if you speak during his backswing”
Knowing we are at the end of the day, and they all suck, I turn to all the eager guys close to me, “from each of you.”
“Deal” X says. When someone goes to say something, X continues, “I’ll pay $20 for each guy standing here.” He locks his gaze to mine
“Deal” I reply and I turn to the poor, unsuspecting golfer. Right as he pulls back and he’s about to follow through with his swing, I announce quickly
“I WANT YOU” and the poor guy loses it. I think his ball rolled 5 yards and that’s generous. Everyone erupts in laughter. The golfer is half pissed half laughing. I let him know his drinks are on me the rest of the night. X is going to pay for messing up that poor mans swing.
As I turn around I Xavier grabs my phone. And he calls his own phone.
As soon as he hits send I snatch my phone out of my hand, “Don’t you know you’re not supposed to go through a lady’s phone.” I snap but it’s too late. His phone rings as I hit end and he smiles.
“Too late” and he slid me money. “You did well, pretty lady.”
I smirked and took the cash, this is going to be fun
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