Kayla.

"Oh.. good morning, James." Kayla is standing at the sink. She's in her shorts and bikini top from yesterday, and she's using some mouthwash from the vanity. "I hope it's okay that I use this..."
"That's fine." You shift uncomfortably on your bare feet, feeling her eyes on your shirtless chest. "I was just going to..." you indicate toward the shower.
"Sorry." she lets you by, and you drop your clothes onto the toilet seat and grab a towel.
"Did you have a good time with the girls?"
Kayla turns and flashes a big smile after spitting. "James.. I haven't had a good night out like that in a long time." She walks over to put a hand on your shoulder. "Thanks for talking me into coming over. I think Jenna and I managed to... put some stuff in the past.."
"What?" you noticed her hitch.
"Nothing." she busies herself with shaking out her damp hair. "I need to get go-" your hand on her arm stops her.
"What, Kayla?"
She has an uncertain look on her face.
"It's none of my business.... It's just...." she chews her lip in anxiety. "Is... is she usually really flirty when she goes out dancing?"
"Oh, Kayla..." you start to laugh. "You had me worried." Jenna and you have an understanding at the dance club. Dancing is dancing. You explain that, but Kayla still seems troubled.
"If you say so... but to me... I don't know..."
"What?"
"There was one guy... it definitely seemed like more than just dancing..." she quickly puts her hands up when you frown. "I mean, they didn't kiss, or disappear into the bathroom together or anything like that. Just... I don't know, James. It's a woman's intuition thing, I guess. This one seemed different." Kayla shakes her head. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't stir up trouble."
You purse your lips in thought. {if JxJCool = 1
} Could it have been Jason? {else
} Then, you shake your head. "Thanks for letting me know, Kayla, but I'm sure its nothing." {endif
}"Well, anyway, I had a great time. I have to get going. Can you tell Jenna that I had a good time, and to call me? We made plans to have lunch next week."
"Absolutely." You give Kayla a hug, and from her stiffening, you wonder if maybe that had been a mistake, but then she returns it.
"Alright, I'll get out of here so you can shower..."
She turns to go, and you peel off your boxers to hop into the shower. As you turn to pull the curtain, your eyes meet Kayla's in the mirror. She's outside, pushing the door shut, but she had clearly stopped to get an eyeful. When she sees your gaze, she quickly shuts the door.

After you finish, you text Jack with the location and tee time for golf. Jared appears, already showered, shaved and wearing his golf clothes.
In separate cars, you head out to the country club.