<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/46123942/large.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Logan Thurston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006981#msg15006981)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>26<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Manchester, England<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa Competition Area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same as picture and these board shorts/shoes (https://cdn.lookastic.com/looks/white-crew-neck-t-shirt-navy-shorts-white-leather-boat-shoes-original-10114.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Rhonda<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mark | Rhonda | Everyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The girls were really coming though and pulling ahead with points. He wasn’t sure anyone would win a single point in this game, since it seemed far fetched that secrets were spilled this early into the game between partners. Maybe he was wrong though, and maybe he needed to start playing catch up with his own couple.<br/><br/>At one point during the game, Mark the lumberjack who was really just a hipster without his axe spoke up to the rest of the guys. He leaned to the side so that all the lads could hear him as he said:<em>"Hey lads. Let's kick the ladies' nicely-formed asses, yes?  Probably they will go for who they want to kiss rather than strategically...so...let's get that prize yeah?"</em><br/><br/>He might have just been a competitive sort, but honestly, Logan couldn't figure out why this little game was so important to him. Was a lads night out so special? “Mate, this is just for fun,” he reminded Mark, keeping his voice low too. He nodded toward the chalkboard. “Besides, strategy doesn’t help you here. You either luck out by guessing right or you know the secret.” Logan rolled his shoulders.<br/><br/>He could admit defeat to the girls. He wouldn’t mind them getting a night out. So long as Rhonda wasn’t getting picked up. Besides, what mattered most here was the connections that were formed in the villa. This wasn't Friend Island it was Love Island. Logan didn't much mind being mates with the lads in here, but at the end of the day, friendship wasn't what any of them were there for, was it?<br/><br/>Logan didn’t really get a proper look at Rhonda until she stepped forward for her turn. She looked like a right morsel, she did. That dress she was wearing looked like it could easily fall right down her curvaceous figure. As much as he’d love for it to, he also knew that his eyes weren’t the only ones that had been on her as of late. As such, he’d prefer to save such a show for when they were actually alone. It’d be much more enjoyable with him as the only audience member.<br/><br/>Caroline read the secret aloud as Rhonda looked at the materials in the suitcase. When he saw two pairs of glasses he was perplexed at first, but as soon as the host mentioned a twin, he knew it was one of his secrets. He tried not to give anything away, but he wasn’t sure he had the best poker face, either. Logan tried to avoid eye contact with Rhonda, figuring that if any of the girls had a shot at getting him to crack, it was her.<br/><br/>She made a remark about it being a doozy of a secret, the word made Logan smirk, but then he realized his smirk might have given him away. He took a breath and straightened up. Rhonda walked a bit closer, but she seemed truly torn about who to choose. He felt himself start to sweat ever so slightly. Was she having a hard time choosing whose secret it was, or who to kiss?<br/><br/>Then Rhonda seemed to meet his eyes. She stepped up to him and Logan leaned down because of their height difference, knowing what was to come next. He didn’t care about the others or the cameras, he decided in that moment. She stretched up as tall as she could, cupping his face in her petite hands before pressing her lips against his.<br/><br/>Logan returned the kiss, raising a hand to nestle against the back of her neck, beneath the curtain of her long, luscious locks. This kiss was still a bit too brief for his liking, but he deepened it regardless, getting just the briefest of tastes of her tongue with his, before she pulled away.<br/><br/>He had a grin on his face as he straightened up again. Her joke about a family tree made him laugh even before Caroline revealed the truth. Logan idly scratched at his beard, wearing a slightly guilty looking expression. He did feel badly about not facing certain break ups himself, but hoped he wouldn’t get judged too harshly by Rhonda for that.