"The king deserves a queen equivalent to his power."

Heather gives you a somewhat genuine smile, not like the one she usually wears around camp. She walks over to you saying. "Mmm, your so kind Chad. But what if Chef was coming? Would you throw away your game to help give me win another golden Chris immunity award?"

You place a hand under her cheek, lifting her devilish eyes to meet yours. "I'm not stupid like your lackey Lindsay." You pause. "Or a total idiot fool like Beth. I'm not easily won over by a hot babe throwing compliments and her body at me. But that wicked mind you have. Does make me like you even more."

Heather trying to regain control over you and the power hanging in the air between you guys, as she said. "Chad, I'm not throwing anything in your direction. No compliments or pussy."

"Sure, Heather. But like Gwen, you crave attention and the male eye. I'm the only guy here who can see the real you. Evil and conspiring are equally as sexy as your body. But if you don't want to be together and form our final two bond right here right now. I think there is a hurting heart I can go after and bring to my cause."

Heather shook her head, the words striking her to the core. "I..."

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