The Marriage Contract by Rose Wulf

Author:Rose Wulf [Wulf, Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2019-07-15T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

She had no idea how this had happened. It had been a dumb, impulsive idea from the start. Alice’s fault, without a doubt. They could have gone and done just about anything, it wasn’t that late by the time they were done with dinner, but Ophelia hadn’t wanted to be cooped up. So Alice had flippantly suggested mini golf. Ophelia didn’t even like mini golf, but it was outdoors and a good way to pass a little time with her friend. So she’d agreed. They were literally on their first hole when their duo became an unexpected trio.

Kipp had apparently come out with a couple of relatives, and they’d just finished, but he’d seen a pair of familiar faces and couldn’t stop himself from saying hi. Saying hi, of course, turned in to joining them—because games like this were more fun with more people. Ophelia supposed that was true enough, as long as the people were decent individually. She had nothing against Kipp, only that he made her nervous on principle. But it only took about two minutes to understand why Batson constantly said the man was girl crazy. Though at least he was being friendly in his flirtation. More importantly, in Ophelia’s opinion, his focus wasn’t on her.

“It’s okay to admit you’ve over-exerted yourself for one night,” Alice teased when Kipp failed, for a second time on the same hole, to sink his ball.

Kipp laughed good-naturedly and stepped out of the way. “Not by a longshot, I assure you,” he said.

Ophelia moved up for her turn, leaving the two bantering singles on the sidelines with a subtle shake of her head. The problem here was that Alice was a natural-born flirt. She wasn’t sure which of the two was leading the other at this point.

“You’d better not be losing on purpose,” Alice returned.

“No,” Kipp said as Ophelia took her swing. “I’m not too proud to admit mini golf isn’t my game.”

Ophelia turned around, her own ball rolling just shy of the goal, and grinned. “Wow. A man who admits to not being King of All Games. I didn’t know such a creature existed.”

Both Kipp and Alice laughed as Alice switched places with her.

“I am a rare breed,” Kipp declared boastfully.

Alice and Ophelia exchanged exaggerated eye rolls.

“All right, Mr. Rare Breed,” Alice began, “let me show you how it’s done.” She tapped her ball and it fell easily into the hole.

“You had, like, two inches to go!” Kipp exclaimed. “That hardly counts.”

Moving out of the way once more, Alice quipped, “Isn’t that always the man’s excuse?”

Kipp choked.

Their banter only got worse as they made their way through the course. By the time they were done and turning in their rented equipment, Ophelia was officially concerned. She watched Kipp and Alice exchange phone numbers and wondered if she should warn Batson. No, that would be ridiculous. This was life. It wouldn’t be a big deal in the grand scheme of things.

“All right,” Alice declared as they reached her car. “I guess the responsible thing to do would be to call it a night.

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