When a creepy fan pays a little too much attention to my career on the women's professional golf tour, my father and the tour make a decision with no input from me. They send Webb Baxter, a former pro golfer himself, to be my swing coach and pseudo chaperone.
I'm not mad about it, though. Webb might be a lot older than me, and very bossy, but his care and concern make me feel cherished in ways no man ever has before.
Now, only issue that remains...
Can I get him to be more than just my protector and my coach?