The Infamous Ellen James(44)

“Cut it out, pervy,” I sternly whisper to her.

“Ow! That hurt!” she says far too loudly. Trent and Jailbait glance over at us with curious expressions.

“She stubbed her toe. She's fine, just a little dramatic.”

And for that comment I get a swift elbow to the tit.

“God dammit!” I whisper through clenched teeth.

Amy just grins back at me like an asshole. “Elle, I'm gonna go find Tony before we tee off. I'll meet you by the first hole.” Amy makes an obscene gesture with her fingers, indicating her dirty thoughts regarding any talk of holes.

“All right, labia face, I'll see you in a few.” I give her a slight wave.

"Peace out, cum twat!” Amy's voice is far too loud for a public charity function. I blush beet red from the intrigued stares that look my way, and Amy finds this every bit of hilarious.

Trent makes arrangements for our clubs to be delivered to the first hole of the course, and I happen to notice him slip two one hundred-dollar bills into Jailbait's hand. The kid's smile is wide and he's more than appreciative of this generous gesture. I have a feeling we'll be seeing his face later. He'd be an idiot not to attempt to offer more services if Trent is going to tip him that well. Trent puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me close as we walk into the clubhouse.

“Hey, you. That was quite the generous tip you just handed that kid.” I kiss him on the cheek.

“Ellie girl, I used to do that very same job when I was in high school. Every summer, my brother Josh and I would work our asses off being golf caddies and doing other odds and ends at the course. It's really hard work, and I am more than happy to make his life a little easier with extra cash flow.”

God I love—I mean adore—this man.

He could be such a pretentious dickhole with all that he's accomplishment, but Trent Hamilton is one of the kindest, most considerate guys I've ever met. He's completely selfless, and I just adore him.

Yes, I'm completely head over heels in adoration for Trent Hamilton.

As he smiles down at me with those big blue eyes that nearly leave my heart in my throat, I know that I'm falling hard and fast for Trent Hamilton, and I'm well aware that there isn't a damn thing I can do about it.

“What's with the goofy grin?” He asks as he discreetly pinches my ass.

I giggle and shake my head a little. “I'm not telling you. That is top secret information, Dr. Hamilton, and you are not privy to it at this moment. Maybe someday though.” I give him my sweetest smile and he abruptly stops to pull me in for a tight hug. My feet aren't even touching the ground as he crushes me to his chest, and I'm sure there are tons of people staring at our very public display of affection.

He kisses the tip of my nose and says, “I would give my left nut to know what's going on inside that pretty little head of yours. But I can tell you, whatever you're feeling right now, I'm feeling it too.” He kisses me gently before slowly putting me back on my feet.

I'm just standing in front of him, slightly shell-shocked at his little admission.

Does he know that I'm pretty much in love with him?

I place my hand on his cheek and smile at him. Our eyes meet and we seem to communicate so much feeling, so much emotion without even saying anything.

Trent grabs my hand. “Come on, sweetheart. Let's go see what you can do with a club.” He flashes his pearly whites before leading us towards the check-in area for the charity function.

We sign up, get our nametags, and make our way towards the course. Trent is stopped several times by some of Regency's higher-ups and successful physicians. He kindly introduces me to the ones I don't already know, and it doesn't go unnoticed that he continually uses the word girlfriend. I guess Trent Hamilton really does consider me his girlfriend. I know we've only been out on one official date, but I'm not complaining—not one bit. I'd give my left tit to be with Trent Hamilton forever.

Did I just use the words forever and Trent Hamilton in the same sentence?

Fuuuuuuuuck, I'm definitely a lost cause.

This year's charity function is raising money to update Regency's oncology unit with new state-of-the-art equipment to assist our cancer patients in receiving some of the best treatments available. I'm really excited about this cause, and I found out from Trent that this cause hits very close to home. His mother is in remission from breast cancer. She's a survivor, and Trent is extremely proud of his mother's strength through her terrifying fight with cancer. Five years ago, she was diagnosed and had to go through several rounds of chemotherapy and radiation along with a total mastectomy of her right breast. The woman is a fighter, and I find myself hoping to have the opportunity to meet her someday.