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All of my feelings for Chase were left behind me with the bouquets and I walked out of the staff room with a new mindset. I wasn't going to hold myself back anymore and I wasn't going to care about whatever Ainslee did or didn't do last night. I'm going to get through these next three days and head home with a new outlook. No more pining over Chase. No more going out of my way to make sure Chase is happy. No more putting any energy into a relationship that will never be. 

Eloise also arrives tomorrow night to help with the rehearsal dinner and it will be nice to have a friend here. 

I check my phone as I make it into the hallway and see that the group was not able to book an activity without me there to take charge. They are lounging out by the pool again and I think it's a waste of a day in Mexico. There are so many things to do here and they just want to lay around in bikinis and drink. 

I still have three hours before I have to be yacht ready so I text Logan, Should I come down to the pool? 

Yes, I want you here. He quickly replies and he must not be in the water if he has his phone in his hand. 

I walk the length of the resort to get back to the pool area and Maddie's squeal gives away their location. They booked another cabana and half of the girls are sprawled underneath while the others are hanging in the pool with drinks in their hands. 

"Stella, Stella," Tory calls out to me when she sees me slide around the cabana. "How did it go last night?" She bounces her eyebrows up and down and my face floods red. I forgot she knew exactly why I left last night. She chucks a loud laugh out at my embarrassment and thankfully changes the subject. "Okay, I don't want you to burst into flames. How did the florals go?" I lean against the cabana's wooden post as my blushing calms down and answer. "They are stunning. The whole wedding is going to be." 

"I know, it's still so weird that Ainslee is getting married. No one thought she'd be the first one of us to get hitched," Tory confesses and I look at her.

"Oh?" 

"I mean, we are twenty-five. We're hot, I kinda thought we'd slut it up a bit longer before settling down. And she was the biggest slutty slut of all of us." 

I just told myself I was going to leave all thoughts of Ainslee and Chase behind but that fact piques my interest. 

"Is she ready for one dick?" I bluntly ask and Tory shrugs. 

"She has to be, doesn't she?" Tory barks out another laugh and her deep voice makes it sound angry. "Unless they have some open relationship going on. Who knows?" 

"I don't think Chase is open like that," I tell her and she rolls her head over to her shoulder to look at me. 

"The stories she tells me about their sex life...I wouldn't be surprised." She bounces her eyebrows at me and I wonder if she knows what Ainslee did last night. I decide to investigate. 

"Speaking of anyone's sex life but mine, how'd it go with you and Alex?" Logan mentioned Alex left with someone but I don't know if that's who he ended the night with. 

"It didn't," Lauren chimes in from behind Tory, who is laying on her back and soaking up the sunshine on a pool chair. Tory swats at her and then looks back to me, "He's playing hard to get." 

"What about the rest of you? What time did you make it back to your rooms?" I watch Tory look at Lauren before saying, "I think we went up shortly after one?"

"How drunk was Ainslee?" I ask with a wince.

"Not bad, she wanted to go back to her room instead of staying with us. I think to go bone Chase's brains out." 

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