Scoring the Birdie

Men suck. It's a proven fact. And I need a break. Especially from cocky, athletic men who think the world is their playground. This next month, I'm on a forced vacation. It should give me what I need to regain my focus and not get fired. If not, then it's time to transition into a new career and start fresh. My break is going well. Until a Godzilla-sized spider appeared, destroying my tranquility in the sun. Now I'm in the arms of something much more dangerous. Shay Kelly. He represents everything I'm not looking for. A pro golfer with a playboy reputation. As a teen, I used to have fantasies about him. But now, as a woman, I know men like him only offer one thing. Heartbreak. Why me? Why now? He's a distraction I don't want, but one I just might need.