The afternoon was spent around the pool, talking, laughing, eating and drinking. I had a great time and the atmosphere was so much more relaxed without Mia and Stephanie around.
"So, when are you getting married?" Becca asked me.
Danielle was nodding, obviously curious as well. Her and Becca were getting on well without the other two around as well.
"We haven't really decided yet."
"You haven't?" Becca asked, she was smiling and I felt like she was up to something. "So you've met the man of your dreams, he loves you, yet your not rushing to marry him?"
"Well we just haven't decided yet, why, whats the problem?"
"Oh nothing, I just know if Jimmy asked me to marry him I'd want to get married straight away."
I shrugged, I didn't know what to say.
Danielle got up and got us another drink.
"So Kylie." Becca said, leaning over close to me. "Matt's pretty damn fine don't you think?"
I looked at her. "What are you talking about?"
"He's extremely good looking."
I looked at him, he really was extremely good looking. "Yeah, I guess."
"You guess? Wouldn't you like that?"
"Becca what are you saying?
"I just think you'd make a sweet couple." She shrugged.
"Obviously your forgetting that I'm engaged."
"No, I realise that."
"And I'm really not Matthews type Becca, I know the type of women he goes for and that's definitely not me."
She smiled and nodded. "So are you saying that if he was interested you'd be interested?" She asked.
"No, that's not what I'm saying at all, I'm engaged to Michael and I'm happy."
"Okay." She said smiling at me.
Thank god that conversation was over, I'd found it awkward talking about Matt, especially him and I hooking up or whatever it was she was trying to insinuate.
We ended up sitting around long into the night, it was fun and relaxing, I really was having a great time.
I decided to leave close to midnight, I was tired and I still hadn't decided if I was driving home tomorrow or not.
I said goodbye to everyone and Becca walked me out.
"Give me your number." Becca asked.
So we exchanged numbers, I didn't have a problem with it, I liked Becca, we got on well.
"Okay I'll call you in the morning." She told me.
I agreed then headed back to the hotel, still undecided about leaving.
Screw it, just one more day, I thought as I drifted off too sleep, just one more day.
