Cole was glaring at Mr Phillips's head but the poor man didn't know. He kept touching my arm as he claimed that he was teaching me golf. I kept missing every shot because I felt uncomfortable and distracted.
" I don't think golf is my thing," I said as I successfully found my way out of his hold.
" But you were doing very well," He complained.
" Mr Phillips leave the poor girl alone, let's play," Cole said in a hard voice but I was sure Mr Phillips didn't take the hint.
" She was doing just fine, come Anna, give it another shot," Mr Phillips said.
" No Sir I'm good, I think I'm tasty," I said as I used water as an excuse to leave there.
I left them as I went to get water, I took a bottle of water and watched them from afar when I felt a presence behind me. I turned to see a tall man
