Running From Love by Jen Silver

Author:Jen Silver [Silver, Jen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Lesbian
ISBN: 9780947528454
Publisher: Affinity Rainbow Publications
Published: 2017-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Andi watched the ball as it flew past her and landed softly in the bunker.

“Fuck! That was supposed to land on the green.” Freya’s language deteriorated the more frustrated she became when her game was off.

“You lifted your head. There wasn’t anywhere else it would go, once you did that.”

“I hate you.” Freya slammed the pitching wedge back into her bag.

Andi glanced around to make sure they were out of sight of anyone else on the course before pulling the smaller woman close and kissing her. Freya’s lips parted readily to let her tongue explore. They broke apart to come up for air and Andi grinned down at her. “I love it when you hate me.”

“I’ll show you just how much I hate you when we’re finished here.” Freya’s teasing tone was accompanied by a squeeze of her buttocks, and Andi wanted to finish the round then and there.

“How about we skip the next few holes? I think there might be a storm front moving in.”

Freya looked up at the blue sky with only large fluffy cumulous clouds drifting slowly above their heads. “I think you might be right.”

Andi moved quickly out of her grasp and ran over to the bunker. She retrieved the ball, gave the sand a cursory once over with the rake and raced back to their buggy.

“Let’s get a move on before we get wet.”

Freya started the cart moving forward. “I’m already wet.”

“Can’t this thing go any faster?” Andi slid her hand up Freya’s thigh.

†

Storming out of the shop, Lydia didn’t notice the golf cart until she was almost on top of it. The driver halted the vehicle before it hit her and the two women inside stared at her. The passenger leapt out and instead of shouting at her for not looking where she was going, put a hand on her arm and asked quietly, “Are you okay?”

“No. No, I’m not. I need to speak to whoever is in charge here.”

“That would be me?” The shorter, blonde woman who had been driving stood next to her companion and looked Lydia over coolly.

“I’m Lydia Carmichael and I demand a full refund. That bitch…”

The taller woman increased the pressure on her arm. “Okay. I think we need to take this discussion somewhere else. Freya, can you grab another cart and follow us up to the house?”

“Sure. I’ll leave our bags here.” The one called Freya was already taking the golf bags off the back of the vehicle. “I’ll ask Jordan to put them away.”

Lydia let herself be ushered into the now empty buggy. The other woman got in the other side and started it moving up the hill. “Sorry, these things only have one speed and that’s slow. My name’s Andi, by the way.”

After the confrontation with Beth and Sam and her adrenalin-fueled outburst, Lydia suddenly felt drained. Andi didn’t offer any further conversation and it wasn’t until she led her into a brightly lit apartment that Lydia took note of her surroundings. It was a beautifully furnished room and the view was amazing.

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