<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/09/4d/5b/094d5b142474cf8e2ccb68f67d7c4034.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mark Watson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15011290#msg15011290)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>26<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Hetero<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019, evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>At the aforementioned very exquisite restaurant<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Suit As Pictured</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://proxy.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=https%3A%2F%2Fbeardresource.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2016%2F07%2Fbeards-and-suit.jpg&amp;f=1)</div></div>Jacket, vest and tie are off (thanks to Elsa and her attentive fingers*<br/><br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one as yet<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elsa<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>She was an absolute bundle.  There were some people that were chatty and it felt as though they were drilling holes in his soul and letting all his energy drain out.  Elsa wasn't one of those people.  It might be due to his feeling that she wasn't talking to just hear herself talk.  She was talking because she wanted to know more...and well...she was stressed.  He recalled mentioning to Logan how unnatural all of this felt and he experienced that first hand with Grace a few hours ago.  He had felt stressed and now...well...this was altogether easy even if the whole situation was a bit unusual.<br/><br/>"You know you're welcome to work out with me any morning. I'm using my time in the villa as a break from the training routine but I'll happily put you through the grinder."  Mark's blue eyes took on a slightly different look when she offered to put him through the grinder.  He smiled but his eyes got harder...more predatory. He liked working hard.  He liked being pushed, particularly so by people who didn't know what he was capable of.  It was possible that Elsa was a beast and she'd be leaving him in a coma on the ground...it was also possible he'd blow her doors off.  Either result seemed good to him.<br/><br/>He had not ever really been a part of the club scene but he suspected this was akin to what he might experience if he'd done such.  There had been women here and there and when he moved to California for the modelling gig, things had exploded temporarily for him when it came to encountering women but Love Island was different.  They deliberately put two attractive people on a collision course and just nature...take it's course.<br/><br/>It was nothing if not entertaining no matter if it went badly like this afternoon...or excellently like tonight with Elsa.<br/><br/>There was an urge to reach out and touch her...but that wasn't really his thing.  It wasn't out of lack of confidence but his mother had made it clear to him when he was younger that the only thing that meant yes...was yes.  So...he stayed close.  By the things she was saying to him, he didn't feel like he was pressing her into a place she didn't want to be in but it never hurt to give a woman you just met space.<br/><br/>He laughed quietly, placing a hand atop the bar as he met her eyes once more.<em>"Listen...you're sweet but you've got the read all wrong.  I'm not convinced the women are going to be acting quite the way you say.  There's a good many excellent guys at the villa.  I'm just going to try to keep up...and not step on too many toes."</em>He shook his head slightly and gave her a confident grin.<em>"I know you joke, <br/> but it's not even remotely horrible for me.  Case in point...I'm in a room with a stunning woman and all of her attention is fixed on me.  This is...good for the soul.  You are good for the soul."</em><br/><br/>He looked to the bartender and motioned with his chin...only to have the bartender arrive a heartbeat later.  There were perks to being the only two in the restaurant.<em>"The lady would like to eat at the bar if that's alright?  Also...drinks."</em>, he looked back to Elsa.<em> "What would you like, Elsa?"</em>