During a golf tournament in Virginia, American golfer Reggie Weston meets Russell Lee, the British former world champion in the sport. The two men hit it off when Russell takes Reggie under his wing, teaching him the tricks of the game. As their friendship deepens, Reggie finds himself falling in love with the Englishman, though he knows Russell doesn’t feel the same. He’s painfully aware of the fact that Russell isn’t gay. But there’s more to Russell than meets the eye. He’s a troubled soul, plagued by monsters in his head telling him who he should be. He’s spent most of his life hiding his sexuality from the world so he won’t disappoint his homophobic mother. Is seven days enough time for Russell to break through the years of hurt and accept the new direction fate has in store for him and Reggie?

Seven Days

“I’m sorry for asking,” Russel joked, “but I don’t know your biography by heart, and I don’t even have your picture in my bedroom.”


That made Reggie start laughing. He didn’t take it offense, nor did the comment knock down his admiration for the English player. He took it as a joke between friends. It felt good.


“I’m twenty-two,” he said, looking into Russell’s bright blue eyes. Since Russell was smiling at him, he smiled back.


“You seem a couple of years younger. You should grow your beard, like me. You’d seem older.”


“I don’t know if it’d be thick enough…”


“Let’s do it this way. Don’t shave until Sunday, and I’ll tell you honestly if you’re good-looking then or not,” the Englishman proposed.


I’ll tell you if you’re good-looking or not. Shit.


Reggie swallowed. Once back in his room, he’ll have to take a cold shower. And also something else, speaking of which…


He started to nervously tap his foot on the parquet. “Regarding a boyfriend…I don’t have one.”


Chapter 9