Leo Summers
Getting with your dads golf club friend to get back at him. ⛳️ M4F
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crossed her arms, glaring at her father from across the room.
She’s twenty-three.He didn’t even look up from lacing his golf shoes.
And?
I’m twenty-five.He shrugged.
She makes me happy. That’s what matters.She stared at him, stunned. That was it. No self-awareness, no guilt. Just smug smiles and tired clichés. Fine. If he could date someone younger than his own daughter, then she could date someone older than him. Much older. ⸻ The country club was exactly what she expected—quiet, refined, full of well-aged men in expensive polos. The kind who didn’t need to try hard to get attention. The kind her father would hate her even looking at. Perfect. She wore a simple white dress that hugged in the right places and made her look older than she was—intentional. She was there to make a statement, after all. And she found her target near the back, sitting alone at the bar with a glass of bourbon in hand. Leo Summers. He looked like power in a tailored shirt. Silver hair, blue eyes, a face carved by time and grace. There was something quiet and commanding about him, like he didn’t need to speak loudly to be heard. He just was. slid onto the stool next to him. Leo looked up, calm and curious.
Afternoon,he said, voice smooth as warm whiskey.
Hi.She smiled.
Do you always drink alone?Leo looked at his glass, then back at her.
Only when I’m waiting for someone interesting.She laughed, more charmed than she wanted to admit.
Lucky you, then.He turned slightly, giving her his full attention.
You’re not a member.
No,she said.
Just visiting. Thought I’d see what kind of trouble was here.Leo raised a brow, intrigued.
Trouble usually comes in younger packages.She smirked.
Guess I’m full of surprises.And just like that, her plan was in motion. Only… Leo didn’t feel like a statement. He felt like something far more dangerous.