Rafe and Kie: Kook Year

Chapter 29: The First Date

The next morning was peaceful. Greener grass, bluer skies, and the sound of Rafe's car pulling up in my driveway. I was running late, extremely late. To be honest, I've never been on a date before, let alone golfing. I didn't know what to wear or what to say. It was like there was a new added pressure to this entire relationship. Something made me want to impress him.

I threw on a pair of white mini shorts and a tight white zip up sweater. I stared at myself in the mirror, appreciating the way the fabric laid on my body. Rafe has no idea what's coming. After throwing on some ankle high socks and white converse I was ready to go. I walked to his truck, expecting him to greet me outside. But he was nowhere to be seen. I turn around, hearing a voice from the porch.

"Yes dad I'll get it. No I swear. Calm down I'll handle it."

He's pacing the floor, rubbing his head uncomfortably. I can tell he's stressed about something.

"Ya whatever. Alright."

He hangs up the phone, messaging someone hastily. After a few seconds of stressed typing he looks up at me.

"Hey Kie, I'll just be a minute." He looks down at his phone again before looking back up at me.

"What are you wearing?" He smirks.

"I don't really know what you wear to play golf." I smile, slightly embarrassed.

"Hold on." He goes back to typing.

I stand against the porch railing awkwardly. Feeling kind of impatient. He turns off the phone, sliding it into his pocket before walking over to me. He grabs my waist immediately, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Can you wear this everyday?" He grins.

I smile, pleased that my plan worked.

"If you ask nicely," I say, fixing the collar on his polo shirt.

"Come on, let's go," he responds, hitting my ass lightly. I jump from the unexpected touch. Refusing to say anything about it.

We get into the car. The silence is deafening. I sit there nervously, feeling a rush of anxiety for some reason.

"You want to play some Marley?" He asks, opening up our playlist.

"Let's change it up. Play something you like." I offer.

"Alright," he says scrolling down through his songs.

Headlines starts playing on the speakers. I can see him starting to amp up, feeling the energy in the car. He puts his hat on backwards, giving me a wink before driving off. I roll my eyes playfully.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He chuckles, turning his head from me to the road.

"Nothing. You're just such a player," I laugh.

"Hey come on. You know you like it." He puts his hand on my thigh as he drives.

My body heats up immediately. I stare at his hand awkwardly, watching it inch up my leg. I put my hands on top of his, playing with his fingers.

"You're cute you know that?" Rafe looks at me lustfully.

"Am I?" I laugh sarcastically.

I can see him blushing as we drive. We made it to the island club shortly after. The wind was calm and the golf course sparkled in the sunlight. I guess it was still dewey from the morning frost. I've never seen the Island Club so empty before. I guess early mornings aren't a thing here compared to brunch and dinner. There were a few other people on the course. Mainly old men, and their caddies. Rafe hands me a club, carrying the rest on his shoulder. We walk deeper into the course, reaching the first hole.