by Dover, L. P.
Praise for A Date for Midnight
5 SEXY AND SWEET STARS!! This was a quick sexy and sweet story. Natalie and Brennan story has all the feel for a perfect book. These two authors know how to suck us readers in. I am so excited for this series.
—Rhonda Ziglar, Goodreads
This was a great romantic novella that you can read pretty fast. So sweet and romantic!
—MissPetiteBrunetteBookBlog
McLaughlin and Dover give sex appeal a heart.
—Isha Coleman
This was such a fun, quick read!
—Midnight Reads
The writing draws you in and I could easily see more books for this couple. I love the writing style and I look forward to reading more from this series.
—Krista Ricchi
Praise for A Date with an Admirer
In less than 100 pages, theses 2 authors have made me laugh, blush and fall in love with their characters.
—Yoneidis Martín Martínez
Sophie and Tanner will take you on a whirlwind romance filled with friendship, sweetness, intense chemistry and finding someone you never thought you needed!
—Michelle McMullen
Fantastic! Short, cute, and full of laughs. I love how Tanner and Soph are together.
—Jennifer Millaway
This was such a cute novella!
—Jessica, Goodreads
A Date with an Admirer had me laughing from beginning to end.
—Nadia, Goodreads
Praise for A Date for Good Luck
A Date for Good Luck is the next book in this wonderful dating series by the dynamic duo of Dover & McLaughlin. They have once again hit it out of the RomCom park with Hope and Kellan.
—Michele McMullen
An adorable St. Paddy’s Day romantic novella of overbearing parents, lots of green beer and falling for someone you least suspect.
—MissPetiteBrunetteBookBlog
What started as a sham ends up becoming a beautiful love story. One of the things I like the most about these series is that in less than 100 pages, these 2 authors are able to develop a beautiful and fun story.
—Yoneidis Martin Martinez
5 of 5 STARS! McLaughlin and Dover are a match made in romance heaven. Humor and heart collide to make beautiful music together.
—Isha Coleman
Overall, this is a romantic novella told in dual POVs and includes St. Patrick's Day, green beer, a wedding, and a HEA. And how could one resist an endearment like "lassie" said in a whisper in a husky Irish brogue? Shiver…
—Sharon
Praise for A Date for the Hunt
This novella is worth 10 STARS!!!! I absolutely loved this one. It's a fun concept that was spot on and the women did a spectacular job writing this story.
—Jennifer Millaway
This by far was my absolute favorite book in this series.
—Veronica LaRoche
I absolutely love this novella series! The perfect pick me up and an easy way to pass a bit of time without becoming too bogged down in anything heavy or serious. And it always helps that there's already some type of history between the characters to propel the romance forward.
—Nicole
Just a perfect feel-good read!! What a cute idea for a story! I loved it!! It is my absolute favorite so far in this new Dating Series by the incredible writing duo of LP Dover and Heidi McLaughlin. I can't get enough of their amazing collaborative talents. This is such a sweet, sexy and charming story and it's honestly just so much fun!
—Marybeth
I loved it, I couldn't stop laughing and smiling!
—Dana for Bloggin’ With M. Brennan
Praise for A Date for the Derby
5 derby hats for this one! These two authors have out done themselves and hooked me in with their words from the start!
—Sharon
I recommend this book to everyone who enjoys a little drama with their sexy goodness.
—Bette Hansen
The Dating Series has been, by far, my favorite reads of the year. I’ve devoured them all and can’t wait until the next one comes out.
—Crystal
I was pulled right into this story. The story has laughs, secrets, second chances, and heartbreak.
—Renee Entress
This is a sweet and sexy story about two star-crossed lovers who get their second chance.
—Kari Hansen
Praise for Society X
There are no words to describe how much I LOVED DARK ROOM. My two favorite authors come together to write an EPIC SEXY story! Parker is off the charts SEXY!! I couldn't get enough of him!
—Amy, Goodreads
Two of the most amazing authors come together to write this hot and steamy story.
—Tamara, Goodreads
Let loose your inhibitions, because being in the Dark Room will have you googling to see if one is near you.
—Lexy at All Is Read
After Dark Room, book one in this series, I was expecting BIG things from this book. Dark Room was a top read from me. I am a huge L.P. Dover fan and an even bigger fan of Heidi McLaughlin... but man these two ladies together are dynamic.
—Brianna at Renee Entress’s Blog
You know this book is going to be hot when they give you a warning before you start the reading the book! What I love about this book is it's ability to surprise me. I should know by now to never underestimate Heidi & LP when reading their books.
—Annie, Goodreads
What a steamy and hot read!! It started out steamy and sweet and ended with suspense and excitement!! Loved it!!
—Kim, Goodreads
Out of all the Society X novels, Play Room is hands down my favorite. I loved Alexandria and Kai together. They were sweet almost from the moment they met. This series was addictive from the start, and although it's over I look forward to what these two authors come up with next.
—Rebecca, Goodreads
Heidi McLaughlin & L.P. Dover deliver once again!! Loved the latest in the Society X series! Okay let's break this down shall we?!
—Amber, Goodreads
The Dating Series
A Date for Midnight
A Date with an Admirer
A Date for Good Luck
A Date for the Hunt
A Date for the Derby
A Date to Play Fore
A DATE TO PLAY FORE
THE DATING SERIES #6
Copyright © 2020
Heidi McLaughlin & L.P. Dover
All rights reserved.
The right of Heidi McLaughlin to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by her under the Copyright Amendment (Moral Rights) Act 2000. This work is copyright. Apart from any use as permitted under the Copyright Act 1968, no part may be reproduced, copied, scanned, stored in a retrieval system, recorded or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without prior written permission of the publisher. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and events are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
COVER DESIGN: MadHat Studios.
EDITING: Briggs Consulting
Contents
1. Greyson
2. Leah
3. Greyson
4. Leah
5. Greyson
6. Leah
7. Greyson
8. Leah
9. Greyson
10. Leah
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1
Greyson
Leah Nelson is a sin and right now she’s giving me the biggest hard-on I’ve ever had in my life—well except for the one I had last week after I won the U.S. Open by thirteen strokes. Granted, I’m no Tiger Woods, but give me another year and I’ll be on top of the PGA, and a household name. Leah, on the other hand, is a different story. She’s the sister of my sworn enemy, which really sucks major donkey dick because I’d like to take her out on a date and see how well she can stroke my shaft. My cock twitches as I watch her in the pool at the resort we’re all staying at. It was just my luck when I came down this morning from my hotel room and found her lounging by the pool. I was intent on passing through until I saw her and decided, I too, could use a pool day, and now I’m here, staring at her behind my aviators, wishing like hell I was that body of water she’s playing in. To be able to touch her . . .
“It’s too fucking hot to be out here.” Eli, my best friend, and caddy sits down next to me with the most exaggerated sigh. You would think he just walked eighteen holes and not just pulled himself out between the Egyptian cotton sheets with some random hook-up. His dark hair is a mess and on his chest is a bite mark.
“You messed up my train of thought,” I tell him. In the time he walked in front of me and spoke, I lost sight of Leah. I sit up and scan the area, hoping like hell she’s still . . . ah, yes, there she is, climbing out the deep end of the pool. Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to place my hands on her hips, to dig my fingers into her tanned flesh and grip those luscious love handles of hers. Each tug of the ladder makes her back flex, which in turn makes her ass shake slightly. I’d love to sink my teeth into her nicely rounded ass. She’s perfect in every way, and right now I can only see her backside.
The first time I saw Leah was about two years ago. It was my first year as a pro and the night before each tournament, the PGA throws a party. They’re sort of a meet and greet. She was there with her dickhead brother. At first, I thought wow, this mother fucker found himself a hottie. When I found out Leah was his sister, my tune changed. Hers didn’t. It seemed she too, had a dislike for me. Probably because I beat her brother’s ass all the time. I mean, it’s not my fault he can’t grip it and rip it and is often trailing behind me.
Leah’s cocksucker brother and I have a lot of history. Our rivalry started our freshman year of college. We went to different schools and spent years competing against each other. Sometimes, but not often, he would prevail and win. I’m not a sore loser, even though I hate to lose, but I do have a problem with people who gloat. After one victory, which came down to a putt, so not really a huge win at all, this shithead took out a billboard advertisement with his ugly mug plastered for all to see. Thankfully, it wasn’t in my town, but I saw that shit all over the internet and couldn’t believe my eyes. Like, who does that? Bryan Nelson—that’s who.
After I won the NCAA golf championship, I spent a couple of years in the amateurs and guess who was hot on my trail . . . yep, that’s right, Bryan. And again, when I was able to go pro—bam, Bryan was up in my face. It’s like the world is conspiring to keep us together. More so, the universe is dangling Bryan’s hot as fuck sister in my face, showing me what I can’t have because her brother can’t beat me in a head to head match up. Sometimes, I think if he could beat me more often, he wouldn’t always step in front of me when I go to talk to his sister.
Each tournament, Leah is there, on the arm of her brother, and each time I see her, I shoot my shot, only to be turned down. She’s sweet though, telling me I’m not her type, which makes me wonder who exactly her type is. Any other guy would take the hint, except she will spend all night watching me, and oddly I’m okay with it. If she wants to play the staring game, I’m in.
“Why are you down here? It’s hotter than hell outside right now?”
I nod in the direction of Leah, who is taking her sweet time turning around. Her long deep mahogany hair moves from side-to-side as she shakes the water out. “Turn around,” I mutter.
Eli does and shakes his head when he sees Leah. “You’re an idiot, Greyson.”
I can’t help but smile. “That I am, Eli. That. I. Am.”
Finally, Leah turns and shows me—because I’m the only one who matters—the barely there red triangles covering her voluptuous breasts. I hold my hand up, trying to gauge the overflow of her tit in my hand.
“You only want her because you can’t have her.”
That’s what makes it fun. “Maybe. Maybe not. She’s gorgeous.”
“She’s . . .” Eli points across the pool at Leah, “a bitch. How many times has she turned you down?”
I hold both hands up and put a finger down for each time. After I get to ten, I shrug. “Doesn’t matter. She will say yes, eventually.”
Eli laughs. I would as well, but I’m afraid he’s right. She’ll never go out with me, but it isn’t for a lack of trying on my part. I continue to watch her, while Eli scrolls through his phone. He’s yammering on about his date from last night and how she screamed too much.
I pat him on the shoulder. “Maybe that was her way of telling you to go faster so she could get the hell out of there.” Two can play his little game.
He smirks. “Are you jealous?”
Slowly, I shake my head back and forth. “Not even in the slightest. As soon as I walked into the bar, I knew she was a putt fuck. Her and her friends had one mission and you walked right into their sand trap.”
“At least I’m getting use out of that king size bed.”
He’s right. “Next time I’m putting you up in the no-tell motel where you put a quarter in the bed to make it shake.”
Eli bursts out laughing. “Dude, sign me up.” He holds his phone out for me and shows me a picture of twin blondes. “They’re looking for a good time,” he says as the takes his phone back. “Willing to play together,” he reads from their bio.
“A foursome is only my thing on the course. Besides, the thought of seeing your nasty ass balls makes my stomach roll.”
Leah finally lays down on her lounger and looks in my direction, at least I’m assuming so. I need something to stroke my ego. I stand and pull my shirt off, making sure to pull from behind. According to the internet and all the romance books my sister reads, this is how women like it done, and I’m here to please all the women. I walk to the end of the pool, adjust my shorts and dive in. The water feels amazing.
When I surface, I swim to the side where Leah is, and slowly climb the ladder. The lady across from me pulls her sunglasses down a tad and watches my every move. I tilt my head back and shake my hair, making sure to flex for my audience. As much as I don’t want to look in Leah’s direction, I do it anyway. Unfortunately, she’s not looking at me. The woman in front of me swings her legs around, like she’s in some commercial and slips into a pair of high heels. Who in the hell wears high heels to the pool? When she stands and stalks toward me, I dive back into the pool, this time coming up more toward Leah’s area.
Before the water clears from my eyes, I can hear her sing song voice. “If you splash me, I’ll kill you.”
I smile as I focus on her. “What makes you think I’d so something like that?”
Woohoo, she’s talking to me!
Her lips purse. “Because you’re like the annoying neighbor kid who can’t take no for an answer.”
I set my arms on the hot concrete and hold myself there. “I don’t like the word no.”
“Clearly.” Leah sits up and puts her sunglasses on top of her head. “What are you doing here, Greyson?”
I look around, wondering what sort of hidden meaning her question could have. “Swimming?”
She rolls her eyes. “Not in the pool, but here, at the resort. Why are you here?”
“Vacation?”
“So, you don’t know?” Her gaze narrows at me.
“Know what?” I ask.
Leah groans. “You’re frustrating. Why are you here? At the same resort as my family and me?”
; “Oh.” My mouth makes the o shape and stays there for a long second. “Happenstance? Fate? Kismet? Serendipity?” I might have seen a post her brother put on social media about his family being at the resort, but I’m not about to tell her that. In all honesty, I planned the trip before I knew they were going to be here.
“None of which apply. Stop following us.” She leans back in a huff, which makes her tits bounce up and down. I’m pretty sure she did that on purpose.
“I’m not following you.”
“No one knew we were coming here and much to my surprise, there you are in the bar last night, doing your thing.”
