47. Night, baby

“Thanks for helping me with this.” Emma sighed as she fell back on her bed. Beside her, her best friend was just closing up the zip of a bag that the two girls have spent the last hour filling with clothes and other travel essentials.

“Don’t be silly.” She said, “Besides, you know why I’m actually here.”

An amused smile crossed Emma’s face as she looked at Elena’s mischievous look. As the latter took the bag off the mattress and settled down on it, Emma propelled herself on her elbow and raised her eyebrows at her.

“Are you here to meet your boyfriend then?” She asked, referring to Tom.

Tom and Elena have been on three dates in the past one week, much to Emma’s amazement. It was the first time she was seeing her best friend commit so much to a guy, much less a guy like Tom, who screamed playboy in every way. Elena was no prude, but he was a bit excessive for even someone like her. When asked if it bothered her that he was like that, she simply said she was yet to see that side of