A/N : I like updating stories from The Incision better. I don't have to do the 'space/delete/backspace/enter' stuff when I copy it over here. lol. Anyway, hot hot hot. Now I wanna play golf. Thanks to Lisa (McDreamy)!

Addison could hear a swish followed by a crack as Derek's driver made solid contact with the golf ball. She was lying across the seat in the back of the golf cart, her legs dangling over one edge and her head on one end. Sunglasses covered her eyes, but they were superfluous since the sun was already setting.

They were basically the last golfers on the course, and Derek was teeing off on the 17th hole. She'd agreed to go golfing because he
had promised she would have a great time and fall in love with the sport he adored. After finishing the 5th hole already 15 over par, she
had given up. Ever since she had been lying where she currently was and watching her husband.

"That must have gone at least 225 yards," Derek mused as he replaced his club in his bag and slid into the driver's seat of the cart.

"I'm so amazed," Addison retorted in monotone, grasping the back of the seat as the cart took off.

"Your sarcasm is not appreciated," He playfully swatted her hand, "Just because you suck doesn't mean it's my fault!"

Addison bolted upright and wondered incredulously, "I suck?"

"Yes, my dear, you do," Derek grinned at her reaction and pulled the cart off to the side, about 10 yards from his ball.

With ideas other than golf growing in her mind, she leaned over to wrap her arms around his neck and placed a kiss in the spot behind his ear, "Okay, I suck. Are you almost done?"

"No seducing me to speed me up," Derek wagged his finger at her as he stood up, "I'm enjoying a leisurely game of golf."

"Fine, which club do you need?" She wondered.

"Give me the 5 iron," Derek held his hand out.

With a grin, Addison grabbed the head of the club and pulled it a few inches out before grasping the shaft in her hand and pulling it out
slowly. Derek made an attempt not to watch her tempting motions, but his eyes were drawn to it. Suddenly, it was much harder to remember what exactly it was he was doing.

"You're evil," He chided as he took the club from her.

She grinned, "You know you can't resist it."

"Would you be quiet, I'm trying to make my shot," Derek glared at her as he stepped up to the ball and took his stance.

Addison waited until he was in the middle of his back swing before calling out coyly, "Oh Derek."

"Damn," Derek cursed as he sliced the ball and whipped around to glare furiously at his wife, "What do you want, Addison?"

"C'mere," She motioned for him to approach.

"What?" Derek sighed as he came up to her.

She offered her hand to him so he could help her stand, "We're the only people out here. We had the latest tee time."

Derek, who was still miffed about her interrupting what would have been a perfect shot, rolled his eyes, "Addison, this is a country club
golf course. We can't just do it out here; I'd like to be allowed to return."

"We're all alone," Addison repeated as she placed her lips on his for a fleeting moment.

"I'm playing golf," Derek answered with as much force as he could muster before trying to stretch around her and reaching to put away his club.

Addison took this opportunity to seize his lips in a forceful kiss while slipping her hands underneath the waistband of the back of his khaki shorts, "And I'm seducing you."

Derek was lost, and they both knew it. He pushed her back onto the cart with his kiss and ran his hands up the outside of her white Polo
shirt. She reached to remove his shirt from his waistband.

"I thought you were playing golf," Addison wondered as she allowed him to push her back against the cart.

"Would you shut up?" Derek wondered as he made a trail of kisses down her neck.

Addison complied and wrapped one of her legs around his hips and pulled them closer together. Derek pulled her other leg around his waist and lifted her with his hands underneath her thigh. She wrapped her arms around his neck and placed tempting kisses along his jaw line as he carried her. He laid her back against the spongy, manicured fairway grass and reached to remove her shirt as soon as he was laying on top of her.

The sun had nearly disappeared from the sky when Derek tossed Addison's shorts in her direction, "I believe these are yours."

"Thanks," Addison grinned and pulled the shorts over her hips.

Derek tucked his shirt into his pants and walked the short distance to where his golf ball lay, untouched, "You ready?"

Addison was already sitting in the front seat of the golf cart when Derek asked this and she nodded.

He slid into place next to her and placed a soft kiss on her temple, "Thanks for coming with me."

"No problem," Addison grinned, "Do you think we can get this tee time tomorrow?"

"I thought you hated golf," Derek glanced in her direction momentarily as he directed the cart back to the clubhouse.

"No, I definitely like golf." A soft kiss on his neck confirmed that it definitely wasn't the actual sport that had caught her attention.