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very attractive redhead named Lisa. Shanae clued in on the fact that Derek had a bit of a crush on her simply by the way he continued to give both Shanae and Mudflap a hard time, but then got stiff when it came to interacting with her. It was sweet, but Lisa seemed completely oblivious to Derek.
    Shanae would guess there was a pretty good age difference between the two. Derek was young, definitely early twenties, while Lisa was probably closer to thirty. Shanae doubted Lisa even saw Derek as a possibility for a date. She watched the two of them as Lisa corrected Derek’s form on the fourth hole. Lisa slid her hand down Derek’s arm to adjust his grip and all his muscles tightened in response.
    Mudflap slid in to stand behind her. His hand wrapped around her waist felt entirely too right, so right she completely forgot about Lisa and Derek. She could feel the heat coming off his body and her pulse skittered.
    But then Mudflap, who’d also been watching the other two, whispered in her ear, “I think his shaft is too big for that stroke.”
    Shanae worked with guys all the time so her gaze immediately landed on Derek’s crotch where his erection pressed against his pants. “Don’t,” she hissed at Mudflap. “Don’t give him a hard time right now. Poor kid is infatuated and she isn’t even aware of him.”
    Mudflap nuzzled her ear for a moment before whispering, “Ask her for some help on the next hole and make her aware. He’s a good guy. It would be nice if he could hook up with a woman who might actually appreciate him.”
    And right there, Shanae’s heart melted a little bit more for this guy. Damn, sexy and sweet.
    On the next hole, they switched golfing partners and the girls headed to the women’s tees. Shanae began her mission with a bit of chit-chat. “So, Lisa, how long have you known Derek?”
    Lisa glanced back at the man in question. “We met a little while ago at a Red Cross fundraiser in town.”
    “Oh, really? Were you there with your boyfriend?”
    Lisa gave a self-effacing chuckle. “No, definitely not.” She sighed deeply. “No boyfriend for me. Hell, it’s been four months since I even had a date.”
    “So you’re open to dating then?”
    “Oh yeah, just not any great prospects. You know anyone who’s single and gorgeous?”
    “What about Derek? I’m pretty positive he’s interested.”
    Lisa’s eyes widened. “Derek?” She glanced back over at the men and flushed red. “He’s way too young for me. I’m not a cougar.”
    “Oh, come on, he’s not that much younger than you and you are way too young to be considered a cougar. Besides, he seems like a really nice guy, too nice according to Mudflap. Girls his age keep breaking his heart because he’s a romantic. You should at least give him a hint that you might be interested and see where it leads.”
    Lisa watched the guys with renewed interest. “You really think so?”
    “It can’t hurt anything. He’s fun and sexy as all get out. If nothing else, you’ll have a hot night out on the town.”
    “Hmm, maybe…”
    Well, she’d done what she could for her job playing Cupid for the day. She crossed her fingers. They’d make a really cute couple.
    By the time they were on the 6hole, they were back to their original golfing partners and Derek finally seemed to be loosening up a bit with Lisa. It helped that Mudflap was constantly razzing him with quips like, “I think your shaft may be bent,” and “You just can’t get it in the hole.”
    By the time they’d rounded to the back nine, all of them were having too much fun coming up with bad golfing puns and both couples were spending more time with hands-on adjustments to their grips, among other things.
    Every time Mudflap touched her, a quiver surged through her veins. Who knew golf was such a touchy-feely game? Shanae approved, although she was beginning to wonder if they’d finish out all eighteen holes before she dragged him behind a tree and ripped those shorts