<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/LvAWGgg.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rhonda Bouchard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006713#msg15006713)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Montréal, Québec, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lunch date with JJ<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Off-white two-piece string bikini,<del>black floral pattern romper with a deep V</del>, beaded leather dress sandals<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Logan Thurston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006981#msg15006981)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>JJ<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Rhonda arched a brow at JJ's choice of words. It seemed to get deeper as he said each one. Unconventional made a lot of sense to her, considering that he was a male model that owned and operated a gym while being tattooed out the wazoo. Passionate was something she was going to have to learn over time. Maybe. There was something to be said about a man who remembers to bring food and drink to a paddleboat adventure. Strong. The way that he stuck on the word made her think that he wasn't talking about strength in the usual context. Was there some juicy trauma that she could get at?<br/><br/>JJ moved away from that after a number of somber peddles of the boat to tell her about his own adventure after his breakfast snafu. He didn't elaborate at all, though why else would a date end early unless it ended badly? "Oooh. A cove. This isn't where you lead me into a hole and use me to get sympathy from the rest of the villa, is it?"<br/><br/>Rhonda laughed at her little joke, but it diminished rather quickly when she remembered her conversation with Logan the night before. She made a similar joke about being led away to a murder villa on a first date and was met with a face that said that perhaps it wasn't a good joke to make while on a television show. Two days, two murder jokes. This is going well.<br/><br/>"You're telling me there's a cove and expect me to say that I'd rather just go home? Get real, JJ." Rhonda looked out over the ocean as if it was just going to pop up conveniently as he mentioned it. Not seeing it, she raised a hand and rested it just above her eyes. That didn't make a difference, either. "Too bad I'm stuck with you on this boat. I'm pretty sure I'd win a race there no problem."