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"Let me get this straight," Kᴇʟᴄᴇ angled his golf club, hitting his ball and just missing the hole by a few inches. He cursed under his breath. "you went down on her the night at the fair?"
Rafe furrowed his brows together, eying the darkening sky, clouds a deep grey. "That's what I said."
"That doesn't win you the bet." Kelce stated, smirking. "You still have to sleep with her," he bumped shoulders with Rafe. "balls deep, screaming your name..."
Rafe shoved him, causing Kelce to hit the ground as Topper prepared to hit his own ball, gripping his golf club and shaking his head at them. "You two are assholes." He hit his ball, Kelce watching as he crawled back to his feet, sending a glare at Rafe before groaning in defeat as Topper's ball rolled right into the hole.
Thunder clapped, a loud boom echoing in the sky. "Let's go." Rafe walked back towards the golf cart, he didn't feel like getting rained on just for a game of golf. "Come the hell on!" He was growing impatient as Kelce tried and failed embarrassingly to land his ball in the hole.
