My phone vibrated. I looked at the text notification behind the cracked screen and saw Abs text popped.

'Yo, m8. Whre u at?" his texted popped,

I typed back, 'M in Scotland, chillin'.'

I pressed the Home button and tapped the camera icon taking a few selfies. Milla walked out of the bathroom behind me with a towel draped around her. Her wet matted hair pulled to the back making her look stunning. I immediately put my phone down. Seeing me doing this, she gave me a quizzical look. "Why did you stop?"

"Sorry, I thought this is supposed to be a secret uninterrupted trip together." I replied

"Uninterrupted, yes, but not that secretive. I didn't stop you when we were outside Tingle Tales yesterday." She said, loosened her towel a bit, revealing more skins. "Besides, we're leaving anyway."

She has a point though and I was being weird. I held up the phone above me resuming some selfies. I asked Milla to join in which she did without hesitation. She voluntarily embraced me from behind, pressing her naked chest against my back and rested her chin on my shoulder as I snapped the photo.

I browsed through the photos, screening for the best ones with clear images, discarded those with my chubby face and disoriented pose. When I had my selected few, I chose one to share with Abs. But the screen froze all of sudden, making it difficult for me to tap the right photo that I accidentally attached a photo of me and Milla.

"Shit!" I exclaimed frantically.

"What's up?" she asked, concerned.

"I cocked up the photos. I shared him with you in it," I stammered, jabbing the screen to my phone. "Damn it! It has been sent."

Milla looked at me deadpan and shook her head. "Beat it, ZJ. Let him have it. At least he knows you're safe with me."

I was partially relieved to hear that but partially worried too. Abs would freak out, no doubt. But he can either be jealous that I am with a beautiful friend or he might fire me questions about her.

'Who's she? Whre u gt her?' Abs' text enquired. 'Dat btch's a 10, son!'

As predicted, he just responded to the latter. I didn't reply knowing if I did, he might ask for her bra size or whether she's up for a booty call. Moments later, the phone vibrated. I looked at the screen to see Abs' caller ID appeared. I didn't pick up but resumed packing my bags.