Elise and Dante’s laughter carried to me as I sprinted across the pitch to the next hole, pushing my head into that one too. Someone caught me by the arm before I licked it and Orion yanked me back a step. Amusement sparkled in his gaze, but his features were stern. “Stop molesting my pitch,” he demanded and I nodded, moving forward and wrapping my arms around him. “Thank you for the best day of my life. And I’m sorry about my hard on.”
