The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen) novel Chapter 1123

"Looks like you've got yourself in hot water with your girlfriend, huh? Gonna chase after her and smooth things over." Ethan strolled over, leaning against the fence beside Lysander and watching Thalassa's retreating figure.

He teased with a grin, "When she called you her coach earlier, you two seemed pretty chummy. What happened, she beats Susan at mini-golf and suddenly it's goodbye Mr. Nice Guy? Are all women that fickle? Give me the lowdown so I can just give up on love already."

As Ethan spoke, he nudged Lysander's arm and looked at him sideways.

Lysander turned. His gaze was sharp and piercing as a gust of cold wind whipped around Ethan.

Feeling the intensity of Lysander's presence, Ethan quickly held up three fingers in a mock surrender, "Forget I said anything."

Lysander cast a fierce look at Ethan and strode away.

Ethan let out a long breath and patted his chest, muttering to himself, "All talk and no game, man. If you're gonna play, at least play for keeps."

He was curious about Lysander's secrets, but he knew those weren't the kind of stories you could just pry into without consequence.

The golf course was expansive, and it took Thalassa a good fifteen minutes to reach the clubhouse entrance, with its imposing step. She was so focused on the ground that she didn't see the person in front of her and accidentally kicked his leg – the same leg that was clearly injured and propped up by crutches.

"Ouch!" a pained voice exclaimed.

Instantly looking up, Thalassa apologized, "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking—"