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casting a sly glance back at Austin. His eyes had raised to me for a brief moment I saw the colour in his eyes. I turned completely and smiled.
    “Want one?”
    “I'm good. Got plenty of stuff in there.”
    He gestured to the door, well it wasn't a door, it was an opening. There was no door. I got up from the platform, taking my bag and wandering over to him. As I dumped my bag beside the lounge I took a quick glance into the little shack. There was a couple of cupboards under a window and a mattress on the floor. Bed sheets were haphazardly laying on the mattress and I wondered if he slept here. Beyond the mattress was another opening, one that was a little larger and the view was just as good as the view from the platform.
    “Do you sleep here?”
    “Sometimes if I'm tired.”
    “How do you stop being bitten by bugs when you're sleeping?”
    “There's netting in there.”
    I sat on the lounge facing him, flicking through the pictures on my camera. When I reached the beginning of the jungle images, I held the camera out to him. His eyes raised to the camera then to me.
    “You said you didn't get to see the pictures.”
    He shut the book and put it onto the ground beside the chair. Okay so I guess he wasn't going to show me his drawings then. He reached for the camera and I quickly pulled it away, his eyes raised to me.
    “The book Austin.”
    His face flickered with a twitch, reaching over to the book. As he passed it over I looked at it, the one he had been drawing in had a black cover, this one was brown. I wanted to say something but held my tongue, maybe the others were personal. Maybe he didn't show them off until they were done. We swapped items and I placed the drawing book onto my lap, turning the cover over. His drawings were incredible, the pictures were so realistic. Trees, vines, leaves, even animals. Page after page I was astounded by his work. I looked up to say something and was a little shocked, he had the craziest grin on his face as he flicked through the pictures on my camera.
    “What?”
    “Your pictures of the land and vegetation is great, the wildlife is pretty amazing too. Not so sure about this particular wildlife though.”
    He grinned and turned the camera around, showing me a picture of myself, asleep. It was a terrible photo where I was half off the pillow, mouth opened and my hair looked like a rat had set up home in it. Damn Monique to hell.

Chapter Five
     
    I tried to take the camera off him. Austin pulled it away with a laugh, shaking his head.
    “I didn't take that.”
    “Really?” He said dryly. “I thought you had super powers that enabled you to use a camera while asleep.”
    “Ha, ha. Give it back.”
    I reached again and got a little too close, his eyes widened slightly and then grinned.
    “No way, look at this one.”
    He turned the camera, Monique had taken a picture of the inside of my mouth, far too close. Austin flicked the button, the next picture was of my nostrils.
    “She is dead. Give it back, I'll need it as evidence at her murder trial.”
    Austin chuckled and flicked the button on the camera again, this one was a little wrong. He stopped laughing and looked at me. It was of my feet but the sheet was flicked away and the bed pants sat a little too high. Yes, it was a glorious view of my ass. He cleared his throat and passed it back to me. I snatched it away and stuffed it into my bag, hoping that we could move past this really quickly.
    “You shouldn't be embarrassed Abigail, they aren't that bad. Your friend was just having fun.”
    “Oh yeah sure. Nearly pornographic pictures are fun.”
    Austin rolled his eyes and I punched his arm without thinking.
    “Ow.” He frowned at me.
    “Oh, sorry. I uh... made a deal with Monique that she couldn't roll her eyes at me. She does it a lot and it's a little annoying.”
    “You do it too, you know.”
    I shrugged and passed his book back.
    “Yeah but she does it a lot.”
    “So her deal applies to me as