<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/VnMGOo9.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Owen Christopher (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002076#msg15002076)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>32<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Hamilton, NZ<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dinner date on the beach.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured- Lightweight chocolate-brown slacks, white linen shirt, summer blazer<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Cassie<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Delaney Clark<br/>(http://)<hr/><br/>“Of course, I’m happy to have the chance to get to know you, and likewise, you look quite lovely this evening,” Owen replied, feeling the gentle pressure of Delaney’s arm against his as they crossed the short distance to the table. The sand had started to make its way into his shoes, and he was more than a little aware of the day’s heat through his jacket.<br/><br/>“The whole thing has been a bit of a whirlwind for sure,” he said as he reached to pull out one of the two chairs. With a small step to the other side of the table, he started to shed his jacket free from his broad shoulders, “but I think the first full day was alright. I’m still getting to put faces to names, which is harder than I thought it might be.”<br/><br/>Owen laid the jacket across the back of the chair, already grateful for the bit of extra breathability offered by losing the garment. “What about you? If I understand from the comings and goings at the villa, you’ve had a rather busy day yourself.”<br/><br/>He looked up at her as he sat down and reached to untie his shoes. If she was going to be okay with him going barefoot, he was going to gladly take her up on it. The offer seemed sincere, and, if nothing else, the young woman seemed comfortable enough in her own skin to pay him a compliment and be at ease in the conversation. That the dress she was wearing complimented her skin tone and eyes nicely was also a benefit.<br/>