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·Chapter Fifteen·

*Luna*

I sighed as I walked through my front door with Chase and Sarah after dropping Phil off. The conversation at the table left me exhausted, and the rose from Chase left me even more baffled than I already am.

What was that about? Was it to make up for his snarky comments and snickering about the new bar opening downtown?

I don't really know. I sat quietly at the table, deep in thought, twirling the flower with my fingers. And then a moment later Chase strode into the kitchen wearing a set of black boxers and a white T-shirt. "Are you going to..."

"Stay down here all night?" I supplied, resting my cheek on my palm. I had no idea how to prepare myself for another conversation about our future when my mind was in a daze. I'd lie on the couch and daydream right now if I could, but that would raise suspicion. Luckily Sarah fell asleep once she laid down underneath her princess covers.

"I was going to say put the rose in a vase." Chase's eyes narrowed as he gazed at me. "Is everything... okay?"

Not really. My emotions were scattered. The term 'okay' isn't how I'd describe it. I have so many thoughts and feelings going on with me, and I don't know what I should do.

I couldn't help but reminiscence everything Amir and I have been through together. And then I have the guilt I festered up over the past few months eating me alive. I wanted to focus on what I should do, but it was hard when I had other things going on. Chase's hopes were up, and I couldn't discuss anything right now. How can I? He'd be crushed.

I straightened up and nodded back, unable to speak my mind. It was already too late in the evening for me to have a serious conversation anyway. "Listen, I'm sorry if it seemed like I was quiet at dinner. I had-"

"A lot on your mind?" he remarked, his eyes locked on mine. "It's okay. I have a lot on my mind, too. The dinner plans with Phil was last minute, but he and I had to discuss some important stuff regarding the funding from our clients." He tilted his head to the side. "And please, disregard what I said about that new bar. Phil and I won't even attempt to go inside." He snickered and winked my way.

"You and Phil..." How was I supposed to respond to that? Was he continuing making jokes about it after handing me a rose like on The Bachelor? The sarcasm part of me came out in a heartbeat. "You and Phil should go. Please. Have fun. Whatever you want."

"That's not it," he mumbled, sliding into the chair next to mine. Then he reached for my hand with a tiny grin on his lips. "Since Phil is my best man, we were discussing plans for my bachelor night. That's all."

"All right." I shook my head and chuckled. "Then that's the best place to enjoy your night. You should definitely go." I wasn't jealous or irritated that he wanted to go to that kind of bar, but he annoyed me by his snarky actions involving it. It's unsettling.