<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/57/29/9a/57299a7cdac719dd3185308b2f246aa0.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Gwendolyn "Gwen" Stanford (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15004673#msg15004673)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20 yrs old<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Atlanta, GA, USA<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3, July 2019 - mid afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa inside - sitting on the couch with James<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>See picture<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>James Harding<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>James<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><strong>“It’s not that you upset me. I just feel bad for you. For being selfish in wanting to keep you for myself.”</strong><br/><br/>When James kissed her back, she was elated. That moment stolen from everyone else as they were alone. The kiss was warming and she leaned into him, her bottom shifted on his lap. It had been a bit since she kissed someone that she wanted to keep close. Someone she could open up to. They were all there for love or else they wouldn’t take that chance, yeah? She heard him say he was promoting his book but she believed deep down he had hoped for someway to get back that feeling of being alive. Gwen could only hope that she was doing that for him.<br/><br/>When he pulled back, mid kiss which was leaning into more, she stared back into his eyes. Her cheeks flushed red and she licked her lips, tasting him there and it made her smile ever so lightly. She had been waiting for him to say he was sorry but he couldn’t do this with her so soon. However, she felt like she had been waiting a lifetime for someone like James. He was so genuine and real. When he said he wanted to finish this later, she smiled warmly knowing full well she was going to cash that in later that night.<br/><br/>He mentioned the guys night out and a jealous pang went through her, knowing she wanted to go on a trip outside the villa. She thought about it and it wasn’t just wanting to go out, but she wanted to go with him. A proper date, dinner, dancing or a movie. Just walked about holding hands and stopping once to lean against a wall for a kiss then time back in the hideaway where she could properly snog him without the whole group of islanders listening in.<br/><br/>The blonde islander watched as he moved away from her toward the sound of the horn honking. A sigh escaped her full pink lips and she grabbed a pillow nearby and hugged it close against her before sitting up right.  Getting up she started outside to find a drink. She needed wine or similar.