<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9f0bU30.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Delaney Clarke (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15011810#msg15011810)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>27<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Pansexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Mina, Nevada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | 9:00am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Breakfast date on the beach.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This bikini and cover up,  (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/7f/0a/27/7f0a27af09999d8f3a7e9ef43de6a23f.jpg) blue sandals, this Lapis Lazuli necklace. (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/79/76/a9/7976a91c957ec2691985e6d55e4b4cc5.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one #SingleAF<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Logan<br/><hr/><br/>Delaney smiled quietly to herself but made no mention of his small confession. It sent a thrill through her to hear it, something visceral and flirtatious. Logan checked all the boxes so far. He was handsome, but not too boyish. Lighthearted. Considerate, or so his slightly sheepish fidgeting would suggest.<br/><br/>Initially he had no way of knowing she’d taken the comments in the good-humored fashion they’d been intended. She sipped her mimosa, took the occasional bite of eggs and let the pauses rest just long enough for him to be certain she was listening but not long enough to be uncomfortable.<br/><br/>“Well…he’d need to have a comfortable bed,” she said, a mirthful twinkle in her eyes, “But beyond that he’d need to be passionate, giving…”.<br/><br/>Her grin of amusement turned impish. She bit her bottom lip briefly, then took another sip of her mimosa and continued as if she hadn’t been caught up thinking about his third word.<br/><br/>“I’d love to meet someone that’s genuine...and kind. In an ideal world has a sense of humor that fits well with mine. I know those things aren’t usually easy to come by in an environment like this, but who knows what might happen, right?”<br/><br/>A fresh breeze blew in from the water and tossed the soft brown curls of her ponytail as they spoke. The air smelled pleasantly of the sea, and drew in the aroma of a beachfront restaurant further down. A seagull, curious and emboldened by a string of earlier successes, inched closer to their table and eyed them both expectantly.<br/><br/>Delaney briefly eyed it back, entertained by the audacity but disinclined to share as she turned her full attention back to Logan.<br/><br/>“So, riddle me this, what makes you passionate? In a woman..or man? In life, all of it? What really brings you joy?”<br/>