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brief moment before staring back at the table, not wanting to make eye contact with Ashton.
    "Are you guys here for breakfast?" my father asked.
    "Yes, we’re grabbing a bite to eat before our nine o'clock tee time."
    "Well, grab a seat," my father said.
    My stomach instantly began to churn as Ashton and his dad took the two empty seats at our table. "Becca just got done ripping me apart on the tennis court," my father said, taking a sip of his coffee. "Becca, eat your eggs," my dad demanded, as I moved my potatoes around on the plate.
    "I'm not that hungry." I stared out the window at the golf course as my dad and Dr. Barrett began to talk about work.
    "So Becca!" I was in such a trance that Dr. Barrett's voice made me jump.
    I turned my head from the window and looked in his direction. "Yes?"
    "Lynn tells me you are a tremendous help with this new charity," Dr. Barrett said.
    "Yes, it's really—"
    "Becca was just saying she wants to get involved more in the operation of the whole thing. I told her to give it time. Everyone's got to start somewhere." My dad took over as usual, never letting me speak for myself.
    "Oh Becca, sorry about that. My wife can be a little bit of a control freak," Dr. Barrett said.
    "Geez, Becca, you really are a busy girl, aren't you? How do you find time for it all?" Ashton asked, finally breaking his silence.
    I was expressionless as I glared into his eyes, wanting to knock that obnoxious smirk right off his face. "It's called applying yourself, Son; you should try it sometime," Dr. Barrett said.
    "Well, you certainly are applying yourself to Drew. I hardly ever get to hang out with my buddy anymore." He raised his eyebrow at me and smiled, and I instantly felt my father's eyes burning into me. I pursed my lips and shook my head at him.
    "Who's Drew? That boy from the benefit?" my father asked. I nodded. "I didn't know that the two of you were seeing each other."
    I shook my head. "It's really not a big deal."
    "Oh, and I apologize for interrupting your romantic dinner last night," Ashton added, making the situation even worse.
    My father stared at me a little longer before clearing his throat and completely changing the topic of conversation to golf. I managed to get two forkfuls of cold eggs down my throat while they were talking before pushing my plate away and excusing myself to use the ladies room. As I walked off, I could feel Ashton's perverted eyes burning into my back.
    The text that had come through from Drew as I was finishing up and washing my hands lifted my mood a bit.
    Drew : Good morning, gorgeous.
    A smile instantly spread across my face.
    Me: THANK YOU and good morning to you, too.
    As I was walking out the door, his reply came through.
    Drew: I trained you well. You're becoming a pro at accepting those compliments .
    I was giggling as I read his message, walking right into Ashton who was headed into the men's room. He gripped the bottom of my elbow and I instantly pulled away.
    "Better tell lover boy no texting and walking," he smirked. I didn't respond as usual and began to walk off. The less conversation that I had with him the better. "Hey Becca, I was hoping that you would allow me to be your first, but if you'd rather have Drew break you in, I'm cool with that, too."
    I stopped dead in my tracks and turned around to face him. "Not if you were the last guy on Earth. You make my skin crawl, Ashton Barrett."
    "Well, I'm sure Daddy's skin would be crawling, too, if he knew what his sweet little innocent princess was doing last night."
    "God, I hate you!" I said before walking away.
    "Get in line with most of the women in my life, Becca. They all hate me, but they all keep coming back for more!" he shouted.
    My father was just signing the credit card receipt when I walked back to the table. I didn't even bother sitting back down, hoping that he would get the hint that I wanted to leave. Not that the car ride home was going to be any more enjoyable. I knew I was going to be