The faint scent of fir on Jayson was sharply aggressive.Ariel instinctively frowned and lowered her gaze to his hand, which was still clasping her wrist.She was about to say she could manage on her own when Jayson, reading her reaction, casually said, "Focus on the ball, not on me."So Ariel dropped her gaze.Jayson kept a loose grip on her hand, pulled back, and swung with swift precision. The ball sank cleanly into the hole.Right after that, Ariel stepped away. With a cold expression, she turned and walked off.Jayson glanced at her retreating figure, catching the chill in her demeanor.Matt was the first to notice Jayson helping Ariel with her swing. He clicked his tongue and instinctively glanced at Nancy.Nancy, composed as ever, eyed the ball before remarking without missing a beat, "Jayson, you lost. Matt and I scored more."Jayson slipped one hand into his pocket and responded calmly, "Fair enough. I lost."Matt gave him a look full of meaning. "You were just being
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