Grant signed, watching Adelisa leave. The sway of her hips only stood out more in her bikini, and he shot a warning glance at the bartender, who watched her go with an appreciative look. "Don't even think about it," he growled. He ordered a double shot of vodka, sitting at the bar alone. Jareth and Hunter had headed back after Amelia and Delilah, which left him here. He didn't know where Adelisa had headed, and so sat at the bar morosely, not that he'd have followed her anyway. It looked like none of them were over their exes yet, and that was definitely a set up for some serious shit. The bartender nudged him and he looked up questioningly, then confused as he turned to where the guy was pointing. Adelisa was on the beach right in the line of the restaurant, smiling flirtatiously up at a heavily tattooed guy. Against his will, he felt his heart drop to his feet. Was that what she was into then? Looked like the breakup had been just what she needed.

Standing up, he stormed out of the restaurant and headed back to the condo, head spinning. He stopped when he saw Hunter and Amelia sitting outside the room opposite theirs. "I'm heading to the gym, let me know if you're heading out-" he said, his voice cold like it was when he was furious. It was a sign most of his friends took to mean not to mess with him. He stopped, noticing exactly what Amelia was wrapped up in. "Is that my blank- Whatever," he sighed, walking into their room and slamming the door behind him. He exited a few minutes later dressed to workout, a towel round his neck. He needed to let lose steam.