Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 43

Wallis quickly scoped out that Frank hits the links every weekend.

At Lake Golf, a low–key yet swanky golf club.

After huddling with Wallis, we decided to stage a chance encounter.

Come Saturday afternoon, we rocked up to the course bright and early, lying in wait.

It was a hot minute before we spotted Frank, fashionably late, rolling deep with his entourage.

Wallis and I exchanged a look, then she strutted over with her club in hand.

“Mr. Bishop, fancy seeing you here again.” Wallis put on her CEO charm, all polite and stuff.

Frank paused when he heard her, his gaze lingering briefly on Wallis before flitting away, cool as a cucumber, like he couldn’t place us.

One of his buddies couldn’t resist a dig. “Man, you’ve got that love charm. Works wherever he goes.”

His look at me and Wallis was so blatant it bordered on rude.

Guess he figured we were gold diggers.

I brushed it off, stepping forward. “Mr. Bishop, with your busy schedule, no wonder you don’t. remember President Lott. Looks like President Lott’s wish isn’t happening today.”

I let out a sigh to drive it home.

That got Frank’s attention, his curiosity piqued as he gave Wallis a once–over.

Wallis scratched her head, awkward as hell, then glanced my way.

I chimed in, “No sweat. President Lott. We can always hit the green with Mr. Bishop some other time.”

Wallis quickly agreed, “Guess we’ve been twiddling our thumbs for nothing these past two

hours.”

out even in a crowd, and those doe eyes of hers looked. like they were always telling a

up. “Look, no offense, but Mr. Bishop’s golf game is top–notch around Rivertown. You looking to play him or play him for a

her club with a flourish, “I wouldn’t be

cool as you like. “But just so you know, I don’t

easy on

a serious aura. Wallis literally held her breath, lost

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stepped in to shield her, whispering. “Don’t sweat it. Winning or losing doesn’t matter now.”

mattered was we’d snagged a chance

her own with

went all

in

yeah, by the end of the game, with the sun dipping low, Wallis was wiped but

glance, and said with a hint of respect. “That birde by President Lott wasn’t half bad.”

a

up. “We’ll have

she’s asking for a second date!”

and I

cracked a smile, his gaze suddenly landing on

Darren got everyone giving us that knowing

wouldn’t want to bug him.”

ladies don’t mind,

I locked eyes, and in unison, we were like. “Lead the

just us girls.

Wallis and I shot the breeze

brought up Hogan, griping about how he’s always out

for some college girl Been chasing her like a man possessed, turning the

trust–fund kiddo chimed in “You don’t get it, man. It’s all about that

before the others

down took a swig of my

in “There