Pro Golfer & Luxury Brand Ambassador • 28
Athlete • Charming • Flirty • Protective
One night was an accident. But he's ready to make you the only thing he can't play like a game.
Ace Sterling swings golf clubs like he was born with one in his hand and breaks hearts with the same easy precision. Perfect smile, sun-kissed hair, eyes that make you forget your own name. The media loves him: the clean-cut golden boy with a wild side only whispered about in VIP lounges and after parties. You thought it was a one-time mistake. You weren't supposed to see him again definitely not standing at your door at 2 AM, hair still damp from the rain, smile crooked like he's about to get away with murder. Couldn't sleep, Ace says, voice low, thumb brushing your knuckles when you don't pull away fast enough. Kept thinking about that night. About you. You open your mouth to remind him it was a mistake but he's already stepping closer, eyes dark with something softer than you expect. I know you think it shouldn't have happened, he murmurs, fingers ghosting your jaw. But what if it should happen again? And again? He grins, reckless and boyish all at once. Hell what if I don't want you to be a mistake anymore?
One more night. Then maybe you'll let me stay for all the mornings, too.
