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Day 23 Heart Rate Chellenge

Season 2 Day 26 Pt3.1 'The Mind Of Love'

SUMMARY: Did someone say... date night? The Islanders chat date tactics.

"Islanders, the public have been voting for their favourite couple. The couple with the least votes will be leaving today."

"The Villa just won't be the same if one of the OG Islanders gets the boot. Like, that's a big deal."

You lay your head on his shoulder and felt your throat tighten. You blinked hard, wiping away a tear. He tightens his grip on your waist. You look across at the only couple still standing. Another beep rings out, interrupting the silence. 

"It's a really bittersweet moment that she's going home." SHE SNIFFLES. "It's heartbreaking. It genuinely is heartbreaking."

"You don't come in here for opportunities, you come in here to find someone you love. Obviously, I'm gutted, leaving the Villa. I've been in here from the start."

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EP27 Pt3 Soups on II(conclusion)

SUMMARY: Has the cool summer evening calmed everyone's nerves?

All you wanted was to sit back and enjoy the passage of the evening with laughter and good memories. Forks and knives clink quietly against plates as the Islanders start eating. Does the silence around the table indicate that everyone is enjoying it? 

Chelsea beams at you and sends an air kiss your way. "That's why this actually tastes so good. 'Cause it's made with love."

Gary's smile fades instantly. You try to play it off, saying breezily, "Thanks, everyone. Elijah was the perfect sous chef."

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Elijah chuckled, shaking his head. "Glad to know we have the Marisol seal of approval."

You pursed your lips, a flicker of surprise and disbelief crossing your face at Elijah's comment. Is he taking the piss? You wondered if he was joking, or was he genuinely clueless about the tension that Marisol was creating?

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Some of the Islanders laugh and joke about bits in the kitchen. Graham slaps Bobby hard on the back with glee. "Kitchen bits! That's perfect, Bob." Bobby winces and rubs his tender skin.

Your jaw dropped.

Bloody hell! Gary swallowed hard and stared blankly at Bobby for a moment.

Elisa shoots you a devious smile. "Kitchen bits! I love saying 'kitchen bits.'" Graham and Elisa delight in the drama.

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"Sit back and let me tell ye a tale, girls. The real story entails a battle on the high seas." Bobby does a pirate voice. "Arr, but the booty be no laughin' matter, King Garold!"

Gary folded his arms, his chin lifting with mock dignity as he slid into character easily. "I'll revoke your captaincy, Long Bob."

Soon, Noah joined in. "I'm captain of the Floater Fleet now, and King Garold is in Jacuzzi Jail for illegal pool noodle winnings."

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You looked at your phone. "Wow, guys I got a text!"

"Tomorrow night, the boys will choose who they want to recouple with, and the public will decide who picks first. #justdesserts #decisionsdecisions."

Just then, you notice Gary is looking at you. The other Islanders start getting to their feet, pushing in their dining chairs and preparing to go back inside. Gary hangs back. "Hey, Grace? Could we have a quick word in private?" His eyes search yours, his jaw tight but hopeful. "It's about the recoupling. Can we go to the roof terrace?"

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I so wish the LITG game allowed a few more outfit options for the other characters!

Hope is fun to dress.

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She looks so gorgeous in some new swimwear

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EP27 Pt3 Soup’s On!

SUMMARY: The girls arrive back from the spa and a couple has to make dinner. Cooking together is a great way of bonding?

Bobby narrows his eyes in mock offense. “What was that face for, Grace?”

You said innocently, “I’m not sure I trust everyone to cook.”

“Really? Do you not know me at all?” Bobby clutches his chest like you’ve wounded him.  “I’m the best cook here. My beans on toast is legendary.”

Marisol asked, “What's legendary about beans on toast?"

Bobby straightens, deadly serious. “First, you make it cheesy as hell.”

Gary, leaning against the structure with his arms folded, smirks. “I couldn’t a-brie more.” Everyone groans.

In the Kitchen: Grace called over her shoulder, her hair swept up into a high ponytail that swung with her movements. “Can you get me a bowl?”

“A bowl,” Elijah repeated. “A bowl or a plate?”

“A big bowl for the crisps.” You caught him mid-chew, crumbs clinging to his fingers. 

 “Really, Elijah?” Your voice was equal parts amused and exasperated.

“What?” he said innocently, looking up at you with wide eyes.

“Are you eating them?”

“It was a struggle,” he admitted, shrugging with a sheepish grin, tossing the empty crisp packet into the bin.

BH Grace: I could've killed Elijah because I wanted to have a  couple bowls of crisps when people took their drinks.  They were gone.

The garden dinner party: All the Islanders are sat at a long picnic table under a white cloth decorated with summer fruit and flowers.

Hope asked with a small laugh. “Who hopes that Elijah has nothing to do with dinner?”

“Me," Marisol replied immediately.

“Yeah,” Graham added, shaking his head. “He does oven meals and smoothies!”

“That doesn’t sound very healthy,” Gary muttered, frowning.

Bobby chuckled. “Mate, you’re not exactly masterchef either,” he said, grinning.

“Fair point!” Gary admitted, tipping his beer bottle to the Scotsman.

In the kitchen: “All right, so…” Elijah dropped a handful of spinach on the floor. “Fucking hell!” he exclaimed, chuckling nervously.

“Oh, my God,” You exhaled, your frustration audible.

“What do I do? Should we put it back?” Elijah asked, glancing at you.

“Yes. You hold, I'll put it in.” You grabbed the spinach and tossed it in the bowl.

“There's a three-second rule,” you replied, rolling your eyes.

The garden dinner party: Chelsea’s squeal cut through the night. “Oh, my God!” 

“What?” Marisol asked.

“They're doing the spaghetti thing.” Chelsea pointed toward the kitchen, and all Islanders stood up.

Gary’s stomach dropped, and he paled. Bloody hell! He muttered to himself.

“No fuckin’ way!” Lottie stood up so fast she nearly spilled her drink.

“What's that movie, the dogs that do it?” Jo looks around at the rest of the Islanders.

In the kitchen: You hold up a piece of pasta. “Ever seen Lady and The Tramp?”

He wiggles his eyebrows at you and steps forward. “Like… do you want to try that?”

“Oh, my God.” You laughed, looking down, then back up to meet his gaze. “If you want.”

He bent his head slightly, still grinning. “I’m going to need to bend down.”

“This won’t be as sexy as you're imagining,” you said with a giggle.

The strand of pasta dangled between you both now. You lifted one end to your lips. “Grab the end bits.”

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Season 2, day 23 part 3

SUMMARY: It’s time to get those hearts racing… The Islanders take part in a heart-pumping challenge.

Some highlights below:

Librarian: Noah comes down the stairs. He swaggers as he walks, puckering his lips. You join the others cheering. He pulls a pair of glasses out of his pocket and puts them on. With a confident sexy smirk, Noah stops and poses in his glasses.

Tradie: Gary strides up to the firepit in a construction worker sleeveless vest, tool belt slung low on his hips, hard hat, and his favourite boots. He strikes a sexy pose with his hammer. “I go hard and don’t quit until the customer’s satisfied.” All the girls fall about laughing and squealing.

Superhero: Ibrahim runs up the decking to the fire pit in a tight superhero outfit. He gives a flirty smile as he strikes a pose, showing off his ripped body. “Hear you girls need a hero?”

Chef: Out comes Bobby in his sexy chef outfit. He pumps up his arms, getting the girls to cheer and clap. "Time for the main course, ladies."

Beach Hut confessions:

Wow! He brought it. He had the confidence of the Prime Minister.

Oh, my God, how fit did he look in his costume?  I don't think I've ever fancied someone that much.

His little chef outfit was so cute. He really put it on gas mark 7 for me.

If that didn't get their pulse racing and win us the challenge,  then I don't know what did.