Harlan, Stalker

"Mas, what are you doing while you're there?" Kaylila begins the conversation as Nosa is driving her vehicle to break up a crowded street.

"Are you purely asking or jealous?" Nosa asked back with a mischievous twinkling in her eyes. Makes Kaylila's cheeks heat up.

"What the hell. Seriously just ask." Kaylila stares into Nosa's face.

"If you say date with the models. Do you believe it?" asked Nosa with a seductive stare.

"Hmm... It's your business, Mas. I also don't know what Mas did while there." Kaylila responded by turning her gaze towards the street. 

Nosa grabs Kaylila's finger and links it to her finger. Hold it tight. For a moment Kaylila was a little fixated and felt a subtle squeal on her chest.