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around her and left her all sticky and warm.
    How delightful his tongue would be on her, wet and soft, easing the ache and heat boiling in her right now. She nearly groaned. In her peripheral vision she could tell he was looking at her. Was she the scenery he was talking about?
    His gaze was heavy on her, leaving her breathless and sitting on pins and needles. Goose bumps rose along the backs of her arms and dizziness made her grip the wheel tight again. She couldn’t resist the powerful draw of his gaze and faced him. Her foot slipped off the accelerator, letting the cart coast, and she drove like that for a few moments.
    No words formed. She simply stared, taking him in—his broad shoulders, his large square hand resting easy on his knee, his powerful chest, unmistakable under his shirt. She inhaled, hoping to catch a whiff of his delicious scent. It carried on the mountain breeze. Mixed in with the freshness was a hint of rain and his delicious male essence. She’d picked up on it the first day they met and it homed right in on her as if there pheromones were perfectly matched. He was everything male.
    His tapered waistline and slim hips were imprinted in her brain from their first lesson. She’d stood behind him to see his stance and wet, searing heat had bloomed between her thighs at his magnificence. It had been all she could do to keep from sidling up and rubbing on him like a purring cat.
    “I’d like to get there in one piece, Lexie.”
    Her name rolled off his tongue, and she sure loved the way it sounded. “Huh?”
    “The cart-path.” He nodded in front of them. “Not a bad idea to watch where we’re driving.”
    Heat flashed up her neck and into her cheeks. She turned to watch where she was going, feeling utterly stupid.
    They drove in silence for a few minutes before he spoke again, “Ah, darlin’. You drive damn fine, and I’d go with you just about anywhere.”
    She nearly leapt out of her skin when his fingers pressed on her back. She’d forgotten his hand was behind her on the seat. He slid it up her spine and gently squeezed her shoulder. Goddamn if a moan didn’t slip from her lips.
    Horrified at her reaction, she refused to look at him. He chuckled as he removed his hand. She was a bundle of raw nerves and tried to keep herself together. She couldn’t fall apart here in the cart. She had to remain the Pro.
    The tenth hole appeared over the rise, and she stopped the cart at the tee-blocks and stepped on the brake, praying her body would do as she instructed. Lexie faced Jay, staring at him dead on. “Here we are. Time for your lesson.”
    She slid out of the cart hoping her legs would support her. Her knees wobbled and she clutched the roof. She took a deep breath and ran her fingers along the lip as she walked to the clubs in the back of the cart.
    Jay joined her, and she looked up at him, running her palm over the club heads. He watched her hand seek out her driver, and damn if the simple selection of a club turned into an erotic caress. Feeling her way and watching the smoky arousal bloom in his eyes, she curled her fingers around a shaft and pulled the club free.
    He seemed captivated by every move she made. Slowly, Lexie let the hard cold steel slide through her fingers until the head of the club rested on the grass. She reached into a pocket and dug out a tee. Then she pulled on her golf glove, waiting for him to make his move. He stood just a little bit too close. Not that she was complaining. She liked him being close. But it was dangerous. His body heat enveloped her and his essence filled her nostrils like an illicit drug, heightening her awareness of him.
    She struggled to keep her cool. “Pick your club.”
    He looked in his bag and repeated what she had just done. His hand roamed over the club heads. Every move he made a sensual act of seduction. He curled his fingers around the driver and pulled it from the bag. She met his hot gaze.
    “You first.” He smiled.
    Relieved to