My Sugar and Your Spice (Amelia and Leo)

Amelie looked up and was greeted by Giada, who was sporting a tight outfit. She was standing in a position that could show off her allure as much as possible, her gaze on Amelie. "You like Mr. Alston, don't you?" she whispered. And her gaze stayed on Amelie. Gaze as piercing as a sword.

"No," said Amelie coolly.

Giada tilted her head. "I see." And then she left, swaying her hips.

Amelie had seen enough people to know that Giada liked Leo. The way she looked at him and the way she acted around him was enough proof. Another moth to the fire, huh? And she turned back as well.

Fiona helped her with the dishes. While the cameraman was elsewhere, she whispered, "You should stay away from Giada. And tell Blake to do that too."

Amelie was surprised that Fiona would make that remark as the latter barely ever talked behind any actor's back. Amelie only nodded in response.

Fiona liked that about Amelie. She knows everything, yet she knows what not to speak.

When they were done with the dishes, the gentlemen were already grilling the fish. They lathered the fish oil on the fish and turned them around on the grill.

Blake was there as well. He did not reek of the grease of an unkempt man. Even a crude job like fish grilling looked like art when he was doing it. The slivers of smoke that wafted into the air swirled around him, covering him in a veil of mystery, not unlike the protectors of the elf king behind a shield.

"Man, Blake's the goal of every guy out there." The cameraman snapped photos of Blake.

Not every man could have the air of grace and innocence Blake had. Even though he would choke on the smoke from time to time, Blake would keep up his smile, and everyone admired him for that.

Through her mask, Amelie looked at Blake, and a smile curled her lips. He's a big boy now. No longer the dejected kid he once was. Now he's happy and joyful. Wonder who's going to be lucky enough to date him?

And then she was presented with a fish. "Here, done," someone said. Amelie looked before her and realized that it was Blake. He was holding a piece of fish filet in his gloved hand. The skin of the fish was golden and crisp, but the flesh was white with fresh smoke billowing from it.

He cut a slice of the fish and fed Amelie with it.

Since Amelie had no gloves on, she gulped the fish right off his hand. "This is good." She closed her eyes and sighed in enjoyment. Her face was gleaming, and she looked like a fairy dancing through the lush, verdant woods around her.

"Really?" Blake smiled like a child who just got complimented by his mother. His eyes were gleaming, but he was only gazing at Amelie.

Whoa. This is just as beautiful as the scene in the water. The cameraman quickly set the camera rolling.

"Don't they look loving?" Noticing this, Ellen said, sitting on the boulder.

Leo was bandaging her wound, and he raised his head just in time to see that scene, and he balled his fist.

"Ouch." Ellen gasped and held her wrist. "You're hurting me, Leo."

Leo snapped out of it and let go of the bandage to dress her wound again. After dinner, the contestants went around for some fun and scattered when night had fully descended. It had been an exhausting day, and everyone returned to their tents. They were split into two groups, and each group would get two tents.

Every tent would have three people in it. Amelie soon fell asleep, but a mosquito bite woke her up at midnight. She got up silently and sprayed some insect repellent around. It was silent. Not even a bug's chirp was heard. Aside from the tent, the only thing she saw around her was a row of lights. Dim lights. Their illumination was limited, but Amelie couldn't sleep, so she followed the path of these lights as she stared around at the night. A chilly breeze kissed her, sending shudders down her spine, and she hugged herself.

She turned back only to realize the tents were already some distance away. It was a safe place, but she didn't want to leave the tents too far. Just when she was about to go back, she noticed, under the tree illuminated by some light, a woman suddenly hugging the man before her. Hold on, that's… The light shone on the hugging pair, and Amelie noticed who the man was.

Leo? Is he making out with Ellen at this hour? They could've just told everyone they were dating and be done with the show. Why this surreptitious act? Not like it has anything to do with me, though. She ignored them and tried to leave.

But then she heard the woman whisper, "I've been in love with you for a while now, Mr. Alston."

That's not Ellen! Amelie froze, and the woman spoke again.

"Aw, don't give me the cold shoulder. I'm a girl too. Whatever Ellen can give you, I can too. And I can do better than her. Wanna grope my milkers?"

Giada! Amelie was in shock. She knew Giada liked Leo, but this was a brazen behavior. She's been flirting with all the guys, and Chester only came to this show for her. And she never refused his help. So, he's her backup plan?