Savannah's grin widened at the mention of her room. "Perfect. That's totally where my camera is."
And hopefully totally where her sister was not. But they'd see when they got there.
Once there, it would prove that they were alone indeed. As they walked in, Savannah said, "Totally sorry about the decor." She gestured to the flowers that were everywhere. It was kind of neat, but, like most themes, completely over-done.
It was clear which side of the room belonged to Savannah. Although Savannah took great care with her personal effects, her side of the room seemed a little more cluttered, thanks to the variety of outfits, make-up, and hair products. While not messy, it certainly was not organized.
She sent a quick text to her sister, asking her to keep away until later, pretty please, then she tossed her phone aside.
"But... The bathroom isn't too terrible." And the shower was big enough, anyway. "Make yourself at home."
With one last grin in his direction, she left him to either explore the room or to follow her. As she walked, her hands slid to her back and easily undid the clasp of her bikini top. She dropped it carelessly, already beginning to slide off the bottoms of well. CJ would only catch a glimpse as she disappeared into the bathroom.