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Wonderstruck 
And there was that confidence that he so loved in her.
"Yes, you do," Chace said with a smirk of his own. After all he liked that Abby always made a compliment towards his appearance as well. Showed that they both took care of their physical appearances and knew that it was worth commenting on heh.
"Now what kind of a mentality is that?" Chace said with an exasperated look. Seriously. Abby had clearly never played miniature golf with someone that could make it as fun as Chace could. Really it was amusing if you knew the right way to play it.
"Now Miss Hastings you are either going to accept this golf club and allow me to show you how exciting Chace Denver can make miniature golf, or I am going to have to resort to other measures," Chace said, stepping closer to her with each word until there was virtually no space between them. He smiled at her with that smile that made people swoon before reaching out and giving her a tickle right around the waist...oh yes, he could play dirty if he needed to.
"Plus," Chace said with a grin.
"I'll give you a little something if you make it through the whole course with me." And Chace knew how to give rewards
Abby was pleased. She loved it when guys complimented her.. although Edmund seemed to think she was too full of herself. Whatever. He thought she was gorgeous too so she didn't care really. She gave Chace a kiss on the lips. He deserved it. Heh.
"I don't want to play. That's all." Abby said, stubbornly. She'd played golf with her parents sometimes and she was.. well, she was terrible. The fact that she made an utter fool of herself in front of parents didn't bother her much but Chace was different. She didn't want to give him a reason to laugh at her.
"I don't see how you can make golf exciting..." Abby's voice trailed off when she watched him stand right in front of her, with that really incredible smile on his face. He was so hot.
Whaaaaaaaaat!? Abby squealed and jumped away from him.
"Chace, no tickling!" She stood where she was, her hands on her hips. Yeah, no. She wasn't going anywhere close to him unless he promised not to tickle her.
Abby smirked, suddenly interested in playing golf. He definitely knew how to get her to do something.
"What kind of reward are you talking about?"