OCEAN EYES ━ steven conklin ✓

𝟭𝟰 young girl, big tips

Solange walked down the stairs in a stripped pink and white collared off the sleeve polo shirt, her skirt was a bright white and a grin grew on her lips, she posed in front of Susannah hearing her excited claps, her curls bouncing on her shoulders "you look beautiful sweetie, look how good she looks!" the blonde hugged her tightly, she helped her fantasies of having a daughter-when Lange was younger Susannah would dress her up all the time "you look just like Beck in high school" Laurel added.

Steven caught a sight of her, double taking once he saw what she had on "why do you look like those hot girls I see with the old guys at the country club?" he asked, calling her hot, her grin grew leaning into what he had said as Jeremiah's arm flung around her shoulder "because I am one of those hot girls you see with the old guys at the country club, your boss offered me a job, i'm a Caddie!" Solange said.

She was excited, mainly because of the new clothes requirement she had, and no more stinky diapers "you look really pretty Lange" Jeremiah called her by the nickname only he said, Solange's cheeks warmed, laying her head on his shoulder, Steven rolled his eyes "wait, let me get a picture" Susannah asked.

Her phone was out in a hurry, standing in front of the two "this isn't my first job" she tried to dial down the woman's actions, Conrad walked into the kitchen, a groan escaping his lips "I know but this is a memory, we won't always get to make these so" Susannah said, sadly.

"Oh for fucks sake, you look like someone's sugar baby" Conrad insulted her as she put a cup in the sink, in return he earned a middle finger from Lange and a eye roll "she looks so
pretty, don't be a hater Conrad" Belly added.

"I didn't say she di- Solange you look pretty okay, but you do know that Caddies are literally teenage girls who get huge tips because they're hot right? mom is that not weird to you?" Conrad spoke up, detailing her job "i'd tip her a shitload too" Jeremiah perved.

"Okay guys! Jeremiah watch it, we get it, no need for details" Laurel stopped the conversation at the start, staring at her mighty short skirt "yea kids, let's keep it PG-13, I can't drop you today but I can still teach you how to drive when you get off" Susannah added.

"Jere, you wanna take me?" she asked.

"Absolutely" he paused, grabbing the car keys off of the table "wanna test my theory?" he whispered in her ear earning a playful slap.

"I would go with you but I gotta get ready for Taylor, she's coming tomorrow" Isabella announced, the girl picked up the bowl, drinking from it, "cmon, I don't wanna be late!"

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After they got to the country club Jeremiah kissed her goodbye, leaving only her and Steven there cause he didn't have work that day, she spent most of her day smiling in the faces of older men and taking their money, she'd gotten tons of 'what's a pretty young lady like you...' and an occasional 'my grandson needs a sweet girl like you in his life' in the moment she'd been driving the golf cart up the hill to get drinks for the party of golfers she'd worked for that day.

Solange parked the golf cart, approaching the counter, Steven wore a hair net, wiping the counter "you don't look very happy" she flashed a smile, pulling the big bills from her pockets "you look like you just got perved on so my days better than yours" he joked.

"Actually, it isn't that bad, Mr. Crawford gave me four hundred dollars to get them two cokes and then told me to keep the change, my days great, he said I would be nice for his grandson, Andy" Solange finished, sliding him a twenty dollar bill for the drinks "wow, who knew being pretty with a great personality could make you a shit ton of money" he complimented her.