<div class="floatleft">(http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/41000000/Stephen-James-stephen-james-hendry-41092498-640-640.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jasper (JJ) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15018215#msg15018215)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>28<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>New York<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July | Sunset<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the beach<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Casual Beach Sexy (http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/41000000/Stephen-James-stephen-james-hendry-41092498-640-640.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>None<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cassandra<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>If Cassandra was talking too much for JJ’s taste it certainly wasn’t something reflected in his expression.  Indeed, if anything he was having a bit of difficulty keeping a smile off his face.  What a difference this woman was from the other two.  Engaged… sincere… smoking hot… clearly interested.  Hearing her speak in her Irish accent was a plus.<br/><br/>No, JJ was doing just fine, sir, thankyouverymuch.<br/><br/>He saw her eyes get big and avid when the chef brought over their exquisitely plated food, smelling like a little slice of carnivorous heaven.  He would’ve happily dived in… respectfully… but he waited for her to answer his question and take her first bite before he took his.  His mother would’ve been proud.<br/><br/>But once they did… heaven, indeed.  Their steaks were cooked to Medium Rare perfection, brushed tastefully with a garlic butter sauce and seasoned with kosher salt and coarsely ground black Malabar pepper.  On a separate, smaller plate stood a baked potato, cut and pinched, salt grains still clinging to the skin.  Small dishes of butter and sour cream flanked them.  Two small plates of roasted asparagus sat off to the side smelling of Worchestershire sauce and lemon.<br/><br/>There were two wines available for them.  The first was the rich, dry Cabernet Sauvignon that JJ had poured for them earlier and the second was a lighter, fruitier Zinfandel.  He didn’t know much about wine, frankly, but based on the clear quality of this evening’s setting, JJ assumed both wines were well-paired.<br/><br/>He took a few bites of steak and potato before answering her.  He’d been fed at both dates, but neither of them were substantial.  As a result he was feeling more than a little peckish and it was clear that Cassandra was enjoying tying in to her meal as well.  The two of them ate in companionable silence for a few moments before JJ returned to conversation.<br/><br/><strong>“Mmm… not many beaches worth the name in New York,”</strong>he said with a dry laugh.<strong>  “Plenty of culture, though.  There are times that I crave the kind of secluded majesty you’re talking about, though.  New York is a lot of things, but secluded ain’t one.”</strong><br/><br/>He gave her a conspiratorial grin.<br/><br/><strong>“I’ve never been to Ireland.  Maybe after all this is over you’ll give me a tour of your favorite spots?  The idea of sharing something so intimate with you is… enchanting.”</strong><br/><br/>JJ took a drink of the Cab, a mischievous glint in his eyes as they met Cassie’s over the rim of his glass.  When he put it down, he gave her a playful smile.<br/><br/><strong>“What do you say we spice this up a little?  You strike me as a straightforward, fearless girl.  How about this… each of us get three questions of the other that we swear to answer honestly, no matter what we fear the other person may think of us?  I don’t generally offer this so early in dating… but I’m into you and this place…”</strong><br/><br/>He waved his hand around in a sweeping arc.  Cassie wasn’t sure if he meant the setting of their date, the Villa as a whole or the game all of them were playing.  Perhaps it didn’t matter.<br/><br/><strong>“This place practically demands that we take things faster than we would in the real world.  You game?”</strong><br/>