What Happened That Day (Part of the 'That Day' Series)

Chapter 4 - The ladies love me, right?

Scott

"And you really think this will work?"

"Mate have I ever failed you before?" Nate smirks at me as I quickly say, "okay.. don't answer that. But seriously lad come on, what have we actually got to lose?" We have so much more to gain, so much more.

"Fine fine your right"  Of course I'm right.

Nate types out about five different messages and deletes each one before he finally decides on what to send the pretty brunette who's lying along side her sexy pink-haired friend at the other side of the pool.

"Oh mate look they've got more friends. One for each of us" Tom chirps up from beside Nate.

"Yeah I'd pay good money to even see you attempt to flirt with one of those today." Tom is horrendous at picking up woman. I mean I'm not just being an arse but he is. He stutters and gets way too nervous. I don't even know why, he's a good looking kid, can't say I haven't tried to teach him a few tricks because I have. We can't all be talented in that department I suppose.

Nate, Dan and I chuckle as Tom flips me off, "Wanker"

"Mate come on, don't be like that" i laugh.

My laughter dies down completely when I hear the group of girls giggle and I glance back across the pool to find them all sitting up talking to each other. I'd be lying if I didn't notice straight away that her perfectly round tits bounce each time she laughs and that the black and pink one piece swimming costume she has on right now hugs each and every one of her perfect curves. She's fucking sexy as hell.

"I think she said yes" Nate holds up his phone so I can read the reply.

"I fucking knew it. Your an irresistible man Nathan Howlett" Nate chuckles at my comments as he replies to his message.

"What's the plan?"

"Mini golf"

Fucking mini golf? I rub my hand across my face.

"You've got to be joking though mate" he's got to be, how the fuck I'm I supposed to work my charm playing fucking mini golf of all things.

"Uhh I'm going to lose valuable drinking time" I groan as Nate just laughs. I bloody hope she's worth it.

The four of us make our way over to the group of girls and I'd be lying if I didn't say my dick is already twitching like fuck and has been the whole time, he's got a fucking mind of his own and today he's only thinking of one thing.

"Ladies"

The four girls smile and introduce themselves, they all seem nice enough with crazy northern accents but the only one I'm focusing on is the tall pink-haired one on the right who's name I now know is Georgina.

Hello Georgina.

Since Nate seems to be a nervous wreck in front of the only girl he's actually liked in the last few years and has some how turned into a total drip I decide to break the ice with the girls myself.

"So ladies, I'm Scott. Very nice to meet you all" very nice indeed. "Would any of you care for a friendly game of mini golf?" I ask the whole group but my eyes don't leave Georginas.

For a split second she looks right at me and her piercing blue eyes stare right into mine. "Only if your ready to lose" she scoffs and then she looks away.

"Oh shit. So that's the way it's going to be?" She's feisty as hell, it makes me want her even more.

Since she doesn't seem to be answering me her brown haired friend answers for her, "That's the way it's going to be lads, we play to win. And we will win." Shit, who are these girls?

Nate and the pretty brunette who's name i find out is Scarlett, banter back and forth for a few minutes while I continue to check out her friend who just so happens to be sitting directly in front of me on her sun lounger giving me a perfect view of those perky breasts of hers.

I manage to snap myself out of the trance I'm in just enough to catch the last of the conversation between Nate and Scarlett.

"Whoever loses can buy dinner" Nate says as he continues to flirt shamelessly. I love that he's doing this, he needs this.

The girls stand from the loungers and quickly pack up their things and I watch as Georgina pulls a pair of black denim shorts up her insanely long tanned legs and I cough to hide the tiny moan that escapes me.

This girl has legs for days.

"Crack on girls, I want to make sure you have plenty time to buy us dinner before you leave!" With that her blue eyes meet mine and for a moment they widen as she fully takes me in.

"You wish" she utters and just as before she quickly looks away but this time I can see her cheeks blush.

She likes me. Right?

Once the girls are ready to go Tom and Dan head off ahead of us alongside the short dark haired friend Layla. I've never known someone talk so much. She's fucking tiny, literally like a 12 year old but she talks for England. Tom has his hands full with that one I'm telling you.

As Nate seems to be drooling over Scarlett and the other blonde haired friend Lucy is walking alongside them I use this perfect opportunity to swoop in on Georgina.

"So Georgina was it?"

"Uhh not so loud, I'm nursing a killer hangover here" she groans as she slips on some oversized sunglasses.

"Sorry babe" I chuckle.

Even under the giant sunglasses she's wearing I can see her eyebrows raise at my choice of words.

"And you are?" She bites back.

I hold my hand against my chest and fake being hurt and if I'm not mistaken I'm pretty sure I see a small grin spread across her face but she quickly coughs to hide it.

"Scott Preston in the flesh" I say giving her a cheesy grin.

"Well Scott Preston, has anyone ever told you how annoying you are?" I can't help but notice the small smile on her face as she talks to me.

"Funny enough babe that's not usually the first compliment I get"

She scoffs and pulls down her sunglasses revealing her bright blue eyes again. Then as if I'm dreaming her eyes travel up and down me as she so obviously checks me out.

"Like what you see babe?" I can't help but grin as I talk to her.

"Mehh, I've seen better" I'm stunned for a moment by her response, normally by now they're like putty in my hand.

My face must resemble the way I feel because seconds later I hear her chuckle as she puts her sunglasses back into her large pink beach bag.

"Don't hurt yourself thinking too much there Scotty boy." She says and I can feel my mouth fall open, who is this girl?

"Your good looking, you already know that but good looks are nothing if you've got shit crack" she finishes and walks ahead of me to join the queue for mini golf.

For a second I'm so stunned that I just stand there like a total lemon stuck on the spot. This has never happened to me before. I don't have shit crack, do I? No fucking way, the ladies love me. Right?