"Much closer to me."
"Is that weird for you?"
"What? No. Not at all." Awsten shook his head. "I like the sound of you being closer and not being a 30 minute drive with traffic."
"And no Francesca to hear us at night..." I reached up again and ran my fingers through his hair.
"Yeah I love Francesca, but I'm all for that. If you need help, let me know."
"Really?"
"Mhm, really. I'd be more than happy to help you. I'd go look at apartments with you if you wanted."
"I'd love that. Thank you."
"Yeah, of course." Awsten smiled at me in the rearview mirror.
He managed to find a parking spot somewhat close to the mini golf spot and we both hopped out of the car.
He didn't miss a beat on catching my hand in his the moment he could and I grabbed his arm with my free hand, momentarily resting my head on his shoulder.
"Can I get today?" I asked him and reached for my bag.
"No you can't."
"Awsten, please?"
"Did you bring that black pajama set for tonight?"
"Yes-"
"Then no, you can't." He laughed and kissed my cheek. "I told you I would take you mini golfing and that's what I'm doing."
"Is our deal still in play for the winner?"
"Absolutely." He nodded and let go of my hand as we reached the front to pay for our clubs. "What color ball do you want?"
"What color do you want?"
"Tatum..." He said playfully with a side eye.
"I'll take red." I said and grabbed it, hearing him chuckle beside me. "What?"
"Nothing." He shrugged, grabbed a blue golf ball, then one of the putters like I had.
We were walking outside when I saw him take his sunglasses off the chain around his neck and slip them on.
"I'll do the tally sheet." I said and gently took it from his hand with the pencil.
"Can you put your name down as 'Tatter Tot?'"
"What about 'Good Girl'?"
"GG for short." He said with a cheeky grin and I rolled my eyes, writing down our real names against one of those wooden poles.
He came up behind me then and kissed the top of my head.
I smiled to myself and put the little pencil in my pocket, then looked around to see if anyone had just caught what happened.
They hadn't been.
Quite frankly, nobody fucking cares here.
"Ladies first." Awsten said and motioned to the first hole.
"Don't judge me." I told him as I stepped up and dropped my red ball on the ground.
"I thought you were going to kick my ass?"
"I am." I nodded once and teed up.
I managed to make it in two tries, then I watched him, my mouth hanging open as he sunk it in one.
"Now what the hell?" I asked him as he picked our balls out.
"But it on the board, baby!"
"Did you hustle me?"

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Tethered ? Awsten Knight
FanfictionTatum Preston (26) has been to hell and back. Now living in the city of Los Angeles in 2021 with her best friend Francesca (26), everything she's ever worked for hanging on by a thread and to no fault of her own. Dancers have a shelf life you see...
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