‘A what?’
‘A very sexy photo designed to attract attention,’ replied Arnold.
Huh?
Charlie raised an arm and flexed his bicep. ‘That’s right. I quench people’s thirst.’
‘So, people need to be near death with dehydration before they can face looking at you?’ Rory asked, sceptically.
Charlie inclined his head towards Arnold. ‘He knows where to find the oasis.’
Arnold promptly turned his back on Charlie to take pictures of Duncan and Jamie. They were dressed in their kilts and pulling their shirts on.
‘Arnold, mate, don’t waste your skills on them,’ Charlie complained.
‘If you’re thirsty, only a Scot will do,’ Duncan replied, pouting at Arnold’s phone.
Charlie flipped him the bird.
Jamie tensed his abs. ‘Yeah. We’re like the finest whisky and you’re just cheap beer.’
‘Fuck off.’
‘That’s the ticket, gentlemen,’ said Arnold. ‘Make love to the camera.’
‘Seriously, Arnold? Those muppets?’ Charlie asked before pointing at himself. ‘Over this?’
Rory threw a kilt at him. ‘Put some bloody clothes on.’
‘And I mustn’t forget the star attraction,’ said Arnold, turning his phone to Rory.
Rory froze. His future father-in-law’s attention was a little unnerving and reminded him of when Zoe took photos of him for the castle website.
‘Arnold,’ he asked. ‘Why are you taking these?’
‘Um… Fun?’
The guilty look that flushed Arnold’s cheeks was all too familiar.
Like father, like daughter…
Rory sighed. ‘Is this your idea or someone else’s?’
His future father-in-law ignored him.
‘Arnold?’
Arnold threw his hands in the air. ‘Okay, okay, you’ve got me. Much as I appreciate your excellent physiques, these photos aren’t for me. They’re for the “thirsty girls”.’
‘The what?’ the men replied simultaneously.
‘“The thirsty girls”. They’ve told me to take lots of sexy photos of you and add them to our chat group.’
‘Your chat group? Was this Sam’s idea?’ Jamie asked.
Arnold shook his head.
‘I bet it was Valentina,’ said Charlie.