<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9EuNIEX.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>3 July, 2019 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Competition #1<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Cassie<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gwen, Cassie (Mention), Cleo (Mention)<br/><hr/><br/>Owen had learned one thing from this little competition so far- the wait, if your turn was at the end, was LONG.<br/><br/>Long enough to let him contemplate the kiss he’d watched Cassie place on JJ. He and the redhead hadn’t really been intimate in any way in the 2 days since they’d arrived, but the way Cassie had put her lips on him sent what seemed to be a bit of a signal. Sure, maybe some of it was for the cameras, but, there was something about the kiss that was hard to ignore.<br/><br/>Fortunately, or, perhaps, dangerously, Cleo had placed a pretty serious kiss on him early in the women’s round, one that left him feeling just a little more heated than he’d already felt under the island sun. He wasn’t surprised to have been found out. If anything, the odds were pretty decent that a correct guess could be made if someone thought about it just enough.<br/><br/>The wild-card in it was that most of these folks didn’t know each other very well.<br/><br/>The disclosure of Cleo’s secret gave that away pretty clearly. The focus was on that disclosure, so Owen wasn’t sure if anyone noticed him touching his fingers to his lips, thinking about the heat of the kiss in light of this new disclosure about Cleo. Owen certainly didn’t feel obliged to judge the young woman for her choices, but it certainly made him wonder what else there was to the curvy girl.<br/><br/>By the time the game had turned to the male contestants, Owen was able to snap his head back to the goings on.<em>’Make sure you keep your head about you, kid, they’re going to throw a bunch of shit at you to try and confuse you, make you look dumb, or throw you off’</em>his agent’s voice echoed in his head.<em>It’s just like being on the pitch, pay attention to what’s going on around you, and don’t just follow the ball</em>.<br/><br/>Owen wasn’t quite sure what the devil ‘the ball’ was in this context, but he had a hunch that Marty was just trying to remind him not to take everything at face value. Silently, he’d kept track of the fact that of the female contestants, Gwen and Rhonda were the ones to date not to have had a secret revealed. Now, which one was it.<br/>Deliberately, he stepped forward on cue, walked to the table and picked up the baseball. He gripped it about the way you’d expect a rugby player to do so, with the stitched leather buried into his palm. “Hm”, he said to nobody in particular, turning to look back and the young women on their marks, his eyes darting between the two young women, studying them for any tell, any sign of discomfort. While the game was utterly meaningless in the context of things, Owen couldn’t help but feel that little buzz of competitiveness. Hell, nobody<em>liked</em>to lose, and what the hell was the use of a tie?<br/><br/>Sadly, the girls were giving him almost nothing. It was all going to be based on a hunch, he feared.<br/><br/>Mentally, he flipped a coin, and started towards his target. He’d not had a chance to interact with either of the girls, so any bias of attraction was minimal, to this point. Finally, his powerful legs brought him in front of Gwen, where an almost empathic smile curled his lips. “Shame to hear something like that might have happened to you,” he said, his accent tingeing the words a fair bit. Owen bent slightly at the waist, the kiss Cassie had leveled moments before playing in his head, and pressed his lips gently, but purposefully on Gwen’s while his right hand gently cupped her elbow. He pulled back after a few moments, let out a slow breath through his nose, and nodded at her. “Though, I hate to say that I certainly hope I’m right.”