Chapter 54

Lyne's cue slipped out of her hands as she tried to hit the ball and the white object veered away on the green grass, missing the intending target which is a hole, many meters away. "Ow!" She pouted. Zeidan grinned, leaning against his cue, and dug his other hand in his pocket. He stared at Lyne who was in a white short tennis skirt and black long-sleeved top, wearing a white sneaker to top it and a white face cap. The skirt revealed her nicely curved fair legs and his stomach tingled. "Maybe, you'll get it right if you bend a little." Lyne glared at him from behind, her eyes narrowed as if suspecting his intention. She gave him a long, hard stare before moving toward him. "Nice shot, mister. But you ain't getting a peek, not today." She patted his shoulder and walked past him, her hips swinging by gracefully. "There's nothing better than to stare at you all day." He followed her out of the park. They had just finished playing golf or barely played golf as Lyne kept losing. She gr