I took my second muffin and cup of coffee and headed for the door.
"Y'all have fun," Mom called out. As if that was possible.
Dad followed me out the door. "Get in my car. No need for you to drive."
That wasn't good. This meant he was going to keep me busy doing shit all day. I would be stuck there. Unless I used a club car to give me a ride home. But then he'd find out about that in seconds. Damn.
I went to his silver SUV and climbed into the passenger side. He got in, and we drove in silence. Thankfully. I drank my coffee which tasted like ass and ate the muffin. I wish Mom had given me three. The drive to the course was only minutes.
Just when I thought we were going to get out of this thing without any conversation, he paused before getting out of the vehicle. "I don't want to see my son fucking again on a security camera. Got that?"
Shit. I looked up at the clubhouse in front of us. I'd been drinking and forgot about the new security cameras inside. Wincing I climbed out and tossed back the rest of the coffee then left the cup behind.
"Your mother doesn't know. We aren't naive. We know you have a sex life. I just don't want to see it nor should our employees have to see it. That was embarrassing."
"Look, I forgot about the cameras. They're new. I was drinking and forgot."
He walked over to me and once he used to tower over me. I thought he was the tallest most powerful man in the world. Now we were eye to eye, and I was still fucking intimidated. His scowl didn't help ease me either. "You're not a kid anymore Cruz stop acting like one. Grow the fuck up. Now."
"Hot damn, I get to watch a good ole ass whoopin', and I don't have any popcorn," Grant Carter interrupted us. Dad continued to glare at me. He didn't stop because his friend had arrived.
"Morning, Grant," Dad said when he finally turned toward him and let me out of his threatening stare.
"I thought this was a friendly game this morning, but seeing as Junior is here and he hates golf, there's gonna be some excitement." Lila Kate's dad was rarely serious. He was the easiest going of my dad's close circle of friends. He was absolutely nothing like his uptight daughter.
Another car door slammed, and I moved my attention back to the parking lot. Rush Finlay was headed our way. Nate's dad was here too. What the hell? I looked back at my dad. "So this isn't some sick way to punish me?" I asked trying to figure out what was going on. If he wasn't going to ride my ass the next few hours then why were we here?
He cocked one eyebrow. "Oh no. It's punishment. For you. Not for me."
I realized then what was happening. Sneaky bastard. He planned on making my morning hell, and he'd have witnesses to make it more entertaining for him. Twisted man.
"Damn," I muttered, and he laughed then.
"Junior is in trouble," Grant told Rush.
"What did he do this time?"
"I had the unfortunate pleasure of watching my son fuck on camera." Dad gave me another dirty look.
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"What?" Grant asked as his eyes went wide and he grinned ear to ear.
"The security cameras are new. I forgot," I said annoyed.
That got loud roars of laughter from both Grant and Rush. I stalked off ahead of them not wanting to listen to their jokes about this. I'd be mocked the entire eighteen holes.
"If that is all this is about, give the kid some slack. Isn't like you didn't have your share of pussy all around this place when you were his age. Hell, we all did." Grant was trying to take my side.
I glanced back to see what Dad would say.
"Your daughter is finished with college. She's left to find her path. She' doing something. Achieving something. She has goals. Ambition," he argued.
I was still stuck on the Lila Kate being gone bit. Where did she go? When did she leave? That didn't sound like Lila Kate at all. She was always up her parents' ass, doing what they wanted. I probably wouldn't have even fucked Chanel in that clubhouse and gotten caught on video if I hadn't been fighting off my attraction to Lila Kate. She messed with my head.
"She's a girl," was Grant's argument.
"That's not a good excuse," Rush added. "Phoenix is giving me hell. Girls aren't easy because they're girls. You just got fucking lucky because Lila Kate is exactly like her mother."
She had left town? And Grant was okay with this?
"Who went with her?" I asked trying to get back to what was important here.
"No one," was Grant's response.
"You just let her take off on her own?" I asked wondering if he'd lost his goddamn mind. He'd always been so overprotective.