"Welcome to episode 3 of Island Escape. A gorgeous island with 6 beautiful people, hoping to find love in their 30s. Disconnecting from society, these busy adults will reconnect with nature, heal their inner self, and hopefully find a companion along the way. There are only three rules on the island, no alcohol, no drugs and no sex."

"Okay so we left off last week with a map challenge. The ladies were tasked with following a map through the forest and gather a couple coins. The first one to their cabin mate got the choice of the luxury villa or changing cabin assignments."

"Lala won, Gabby was close behind after tripping, and poor Lettie might have lost but seems to be gaining the hearts of the boys."

"Okay so Lala won and she took Henry to the villa."

"Which was an absolute disaster. He doesn't like her. There is no chemistry. Yet people are still saying that there's a chance."

"I still think there's a chance."

"We can agree to disagree."

"People fall in love gradually. Plus they're not horny teenagers, things take time."

"Let me tell you something Klara, I don't care how old a guy is, when he likes a girl, he can turn into a horny teenager at a flip of a switch, Am I right Jabari? She kissed him twice."

"I would like to think we have a bit more control than that, but yeah basically, the feelings are there. Two kisses, listen if I like you...I'm getting a good tongue in there."

"Maybe Henry is here to change the way he views relationships, is trying to take it slow."

"That could also be a possibility."

"Or it could be a possibility that he just doesn't like her and that's okay. We need to be okay with that."

"Monet is not hopping off this wagon."

"I'm not. Anyways moving on, Lettie, Kane, Gabby and Jasper stayed on peasant island. They ended up having a chilled dinner. Relaxing, enjoying the sunset."

"Wait! Henry gave Lettie his compass."

"Oh my god, I almost forgot that. He left his compass on her desk, she seems torn. She likes it, but she doesn't want to like it."

"And it seems like Kane is making his move."

"He was really flirty last night."

"Oh and Jasper is getting horny."

"Nobody answered him. Did we get an answer? Can they masturbate?"

"I don't think so. They don't have cameras in the bathroom, so I'm interested in how they will monitor this. It doesn't tell us."

"The bathroom stalls and toilets don't have cameras, but the hallways do."

"I feel like that's going to come into play. We're going on Day 3 and honestly...I can go a full week without needing some love or self love."

"I could do 2 weeks if I'm super busy or stressed....but when I'm not really doing anything or chilled...damn I can have fun every night."

"Every night!"

"I think I'm at a good twice a week, three maybe. Every 3 days seems to be the perfect mark for me, give or take different circumstances."

"I'm sticking to Jasper. Didn't I tell you that he would be the first to crack."

"Okay but then so what? What happens if they get down and nasty on peasant island and not the villa?"

"It says here having sex on peasant island will cost them $50,000. Other minor infractions start at $10,000."

"$50,000?! That better be some bombass sex!"

"Each participant could leave with $100,000 or....not."

"Damn fuck around twice and you broke."

"Sounds like your last marriage."

"OOOOHHHH!"

"Monet! How are you just gonna put my business out there!"

"Your ex-wife put your business out there. It's okay we all collectively hate her."

"Oh my God, start the episode. Start the episode!"

Lala buttered her croissant as Henry dipped his slice of artisan bread into his yolk, scooping up the thick yellow liquid and bringing it to his mouth. He looked across the filled breakfast table to Lala as he chewed slowly.

"How did you sleep."

"Good." She replied, putting the blueberries and and granola into her yogurt."

"Still upset about last night?"

She lifted her chin. "You could have came to my bed and made it up to me."

Henry chuckled and shook his head. Lala shot him a look, but smiled softly, her shoulders visibly relaxing as she bit into her croissant. "To be honest, I wasn't sure if you liked me." She replied. "You still have time to change your mind."

He smiled and nodded and reached for the dragonfruit.

"Who do you like?" She probed.

His hand slowed as he put the large cubed fruit on his plate. He looked down and cut it in half before bringing a piece to his mouth. "I don't know." He answered playfully, his eyes smilingly alert as he stared at her.

Lala smirked and sat back. "You don't know or you don't want to tell me."

He ate his other piece before answering. "I don't want to tell you."

Gasping Lala leaned forward with interest. "Why?" She whispered excitedly.

"I don't think she'll want me to tell you." He replied as he cut into his tender steak.

Lala's mouth slowly parted as her eyes widened.

"She...doesn't like me back." He stated before putting the cut steak in his mouth and chewing slowly. "She avoids me."

Lala gasped again dramatically, her hands over her mouth as he looked around their large dining room as if somebody had walked in. She looked behind her again, before leaning across the table and whispering. "Lettie."

Henry didn't answer, but cut another piece of his steak. He actually took the cut piece and put it on Lala's plate. "It's good. Try it."

She grinned in surprise and sat back to eat the steak she had contemplating on ordering for breakfast. She chewed and widened her eyes. "It is good." She agreed.

"I like this dynamic between them."

"Surprising so do I. It's giving sibling, best friend energy."

"And they seem more comfortable, don't you think? Henry doesn't seem as reserved with her as he was."

Lala looked up from her plate. "How long have you two known each other?"

"We don't." Henry replied.

"Wait...."

"I thought you two knew each other." Lala questioned her eyebrows narrowed.

"She told you?" Henry asked.

She nodded.

"We met each other the day of her final audition, that's it." Henry replied.

"OH, my god, this whole time. I thought you guys knew, knew each other." She explained. "And after that?"

"I saw her here on the island."

"OOOOHHHHH." Lala nodded. "Okay, I see. I see."

Henry watched her closely.

"That's why you're interested in her."

He rubbed his index finger over his bottom lip, but didn't confirm or deny anything.

"And that's why you picked each other that first night. YOU were surprised to see each other. Okay. You like her, because you'd seen her before. So now you're curious. That makes perfect sense. You want to see if it's worth getting to know her. Because what a coincidence. No wonder you didn't look my way. I still think we're great for each other, but I get it now. You should try to talk to Lettie and see if you guys have anything in common." Lala gasped as she put her hand out. "Wait, do you want me to help you. The more I help, the quicker you can find out whatever this interest is."

Henry cut another piece of his steak and put it on her plate. "Here."

Lala beamed and eat the piece heartily. "I'll help you get closer to Lettie. That way you can see if you like her or if it's all just an accidental meet-up."

Henry cut his steak silently and smiled. He took a bite and leaned back comfortably as he stared at Lala warmly.

"Whoa..."

"Okay...Henry is dangerous."

"Why? I Don't think so. I think this is sweet. He met Lettie once and is curious about her. Especially if they both ended up on the show. This is probably really sweet. And it makes sense, the initial reaction, the picking on the first night."

"One Lala, talks too much, but I love that for her. Two...did you guys really not see what he just did?"

"What did he do?"

"Honestly he didn't say much."

"It's weird because him barely saying much, was as if he said a lot."

"He's...okay never mind...you guys can't see it, Lala can't see it but I can see it. He's manipulative. That word has a bad rep, but that's what he is. He's manipulative. Effortlessly so."

"He's not!"

"He is and he's smooth with it and you guys are going to see it. I'm SORRY, but I'm going to have a nerd moment right now. He's manipulative, which comes from the Latin word manus which means hand, which originally means being skilled in physically handling objects by hand...Henry is a fucking cabinet maker. He knows how to handle objects...and apparently people and that makes him dangerous."

"You're going off on a tangent. I thought you loved Henry."

"I adore him. This makes me even more obsessed with him, because this means he's fucking controlling as shit, and sexy controlling man are my weakness and now I understand why Lettie does not want to give in and I am completely obsessed."

"You always come up with these conspiracies!"

"Don't say I didn't tell y'all. I was right about them knowing each other wasn't I?"

"A one time accidental meeting."

"Fine...okay...I'm going to just sit here and watch, and then say I told you so."

"Oh look they're here!" Gabby called out excitedly as she stood up from her lounge chair.

Jasper and Kane looked up from the water.

Lettie pushed her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose to look at the sailboat that had docked to let them off. She pushed her glasses back up, stretched lazily on her lounge chair and didn't look back.

"Lettie cannot be bothered."

Gabby ran up to them in her yellow bathing suit. "Welcome back how was it?"

"It's gorgeous." Lala exclaimed as Henry helped her off the boat. "It has everything, it's like your own private resort, complete with workers and chefs and horses and amusement park and the softest bed, I've ever slept in in my life." Lala moaned.

Gabby's smile shook slightly as she looked from Lala to Henry. "That sounds like heaven."

Henry picked up the two carry-ons and followed them as Lala rattled on about the villa.

Gabby listened half-heartedly as she looked back to Henry. Nothing seemed off about them, and she wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

"WELCOME BACK!" Jasper and Kane waved from the middle of the sea where they were.

Lala laughed and waved back enthusiastically.

"I'm going to come for a swim!" She called out.

"Come in!"

She turned to Henry and grinned. Gabby watched as she grabbed his biceps. "Wait, let me get my swimsuit really quickly, so I could change." She said taking the carry-on from him. She dropped down on the sand, unhooked it and quickly took out a pink swimsuit that was easily within reach. She closed her bag and gave it back to Henry. "Can you bring it to the room please?" She hugged his side.

"Sure."

She grinned and ran off to change in her swimsuit, leaving Henry with he carry-on and the bag. Gabby quickly went to his side.

"I can help."

"It's okay. They're both light." He nodded towards the beach. "Go ahead and swim, I'll join you all soon."

"Great." She beamed and tucked her hair behind her ear. "I'll pull up one of the lounge chairs for you."

He smiled at her and looked her over. "That color looks nice on you." He walked past her, leaving her to stare after him, mouth parted.

"Thanks." She whispered.

"That's exactly what she wanted to hear."

Gabby went to grab a lounge chair and hurriedly brought it next to her seat by Jasper. She went over to grab another one and positioned it next to the other one. She stared at the other seating arrangement hesitantly.

Lettie lifted her head having been watching her the whole time. "Girl what are you doing?"

Realizing she was being watched, she snapped out of her trance. "Uhm, Lala and Henry are joining us for some beach time. "I'm getting their stuff ready."

Lettie chuckled. "They can get their own stuff ready."

"I don't mind." She turned and rushed to the supply room to get a couple more beach towels. With towels in her hand, Gabby slowly counted the rows of lounge chairs and the umbrellas covering them. Lettie, Kane, Jasper, her and two extra chairs. She rushed to put the towel down and started to move the last chair to the other side.

Lettie silently watched her, her eyes following through her sunglasses. She put her hand up as Gabby pushed the lounge chair to her side. "I don't want nobody sitting over here."

"There's an awkward dip on that side Lettie." Gabby commented. "It wouldn't be comfortable." She fixed the chair, patted it and arranged the towel. "Besides there's no more shade with the umbrella over there."

"Get another umbrella then."

"You have this whole umbrella to yourself."

"Why can't I be selfish with this umbrella?" Lettie protested. "A whole island, I can't have my own umbrella?"

"Oh Lettie." Gabby smiled and simply walked away to go arrange the chair next to her.

"Oh Lettie?" Lettie repeated in amusement.

Gabby carefully placed a towel over the lounge chair next to her. Pulled it a better closer to her umbrella. Satisfied she turned and walked away.

"Where are you going now?" Lettie called out.

"Get more mango raspberry drinks that we made."

"Why are you busy?" She grinned, pushing her glasses down the bridge of her nose as she laid on her side.

"I'm being helpful." Gabby replied, before turning and dashing up to the kitchen.

"Bring the pitcher." Lettie called out in amusement.

"She is making sure her man is satisfied."

"Gabby is putting in that work."

"I"ve never seen her more active."

"Lettie either, she's clearly amused. The way she was watching her and smiling. I think she's picking up what's going on."

"Morning."

Lettie turned slightly to Henry, coming up by her umbrella in his white cutoff shirt showing off his biceps and arm tattoo. His teal swim trunks and sandals. She lifted her hand and pointed to the opposite side. "I think your chair is over there."

Henry looked over at the chair at the other end. He looked at the other chairs with shirts, and drinks and then the empty chair next to Lettie where he was going to sit. He ignored her and sat down next to her.

"I'm serious." She laughed. "I think that chair over there is for you." She pointed again to the other empty chair. "She worked really hard to fix it up all nice."

Henry kicked off his sandals and took his time to lift his shirt off his back. He turned and put the shirt on the chair, only to see Lettie quickly shift her head towards the sea.

"Lettie!"

"He caught her watching."

Henry chuckled and grabbed the small beach bag in front of him. "Can you put sunscreen on my back?" He turned and handed her his bottle.

Lettie groaned loudly and sat up. "Fine."

Her reaction only caused him to smile. He stood up as she squeezed the sunscreen onto her hands. She looked up in confusion. "Where are you going?"

He sat on her lounge chair, his back to her.

"You were fine in your own chair." She said spreading her legs and scooting closer to him. Her legs dangling on either side of him.

He turned to take the sunscreen from her and she started to rub it on his back. He smiled and poured some on his hand, rubbing it into his arm and chest.

"Your hands feel good."

"Shut-up."

Henry smiled and Lettie bit down on her bottom lip as her hands rubbed the sunscreen on his lower back.

"They're both smiling."

"SHIT! She scared me, why did the camera pan to Gabby like that?"

"Look at her, watching them put sunscreen, while she's carrying that poor pitcher."

"Do you want this mango raspberry drink, I made?" Gabby asked.

Henry and Lettie both looked up to Gabby holding a pitcher and a glass.

"Sure thanks." He smiled up at her. "Also thanks for getting the chair and towels for me. That was really nice."

Gabby blushed. "You welcome."

"Wait so where's my seat?" Lala asked, strolling in with her pink thong bikini and pink shades. Her hair in a high ponytail.

Gabby stared at the seat Henry had put his shirt on.

"Over there under the umbrella." Henry pointed to the last seat like Lettie had done to him earlier.

Lala pouted. "So far."

"Henry took your seat." Lettie spoke up behind his back. "He wouldn't listen to me."

Gabby looked to Lettie, who shrugged at her. "He wouldn't."

"We were assigned seats?" Henry asked in confusion as he looked up at Gabby.

"No...no!" Gabby said quickly. "I just put it based on the umbrellas."

"See." Henry turned to look back at Lettie who scowled at him. He turned around in satisfied and then squirmed abruptly with a soft chuckle.

"Did she just pinch him?"

"I'm Dead!"

Lala looked at Henry for a moment and then to Lettie. She rolled her eyes and dropped her bag. "Fine, I don't care, but I need sunscreen first." She said sticking her tube of sunscreen to Henry, who had just poured more of his into his hand. He looked up at her.

"Uhm want to use mine?" He asked lifting his hand slightly.

Lala grimaced and turned to Gabby. "Can you do my back?"

"Sure! Sure." She nodded putting down the glass and pitcher on the table.

"She was just holding that the whole time."

"What's that?" Lala asked, nodding to the drink. "I want some."

"Oh I just made a drink."

"Yummm..." Lala reached out for the one glass and poured herself a drink as Gabby simply watched as she put Lala's sunscreen in her hand. "Oh this is really good." She grinned at Gabby, who put a smile on her face.

"Let me taste."

"Oh I forgot another—-"

"Hey!" Lettie protested as Henry turned and grabbed her drink by her seat. Downing the rest that was in her cup. "That's mine."

Lala and Gabby looked at him in surprise before turning to Lettie who hissed at him.

"That's really good Gabby." Henry continued comfortably before stretching the empty glass to Lala for a refill. Lala refilled it quietly and shot Lettie a look before putting the pitcher and her own glass by the table.

Lettie ran her hands up his back and around his neck, menacingly squeezing it.

"LETTIE!"

"Get your own glass."

"Okay, okay. Sorry, sorry." Henry laughed.

"Oh it's flirting through and though."

"He's acting out."

"This is crazy, it's like he's bringing this other side of Lettie out."

"The sexy, flirty type."

"I don't even think she realizes."

"Lala and Gabby are seeing it now."

Lala joined the two boys swimming and Gabby went to her lounge chair. She read for a few minutes before pulling her chair out into the sun and laying down to sunbathe. She took her top off and put a towel around her face.

Henry laid back comfortably in his chair, one arm over his head, one leg propped up, his head to the side as he took in Lettie's profile next to him.

She wore a white two piece bikini with a high-cut Brazilian bottom piece. She was on her back, but slightly twisted, on leg on top of the other, showing off a flawless curved line to her body, revealing half her smooth dark brown butt cheek.

Henry stared at her frame, his eyes moving from her head, down her chest, her slender but slightly pudgy stomach, her small outtie belly button, her long legs, gold anklet, white toes. Back up her legs, her round ass. His hand by his side slowly slid down his abs before resting on at the hem of his swim trunks.

"He is straight up ogling."

"She knows he's watching her. That's the kind of stare that you KNOW the person is checking you out."

"She looks so good."

"You ladies may or may not know this, but if we're staring at you and unconsciously touch our belt or the waist of our pants—-"

"BOY we know. Trust we know. Y'all are not slick."

"We're just trying to stop the blood from rushing all the way down there. We know it's not okay, but sometimes the body just fucking reacts."

"HE JUST LOOKED DOWN AT HIMSELF!"

"I can't."

Henry looked at the sea and slowly exhaled. He rubbed his stomach and tapped his foot.

"You're not going to go swim?"

"Are you?"

"Maybe. I don't know. I just did my hair last night, I put it up, to make sure not to wet my hair, but...maybe I'll just stay out for now."

Henry's eyes drifted over to her head. "Your hair looks nice."

Lettie smiled. "Thanks." She reached up and patted her curls. "Sleeping in those flexi rods are hell, so I need this to last at least 5 good days, maybe 7."

His eyes trailed down her face.

"Stop staring at me."

Henry smiled and looked away, moving his attention back to the sea.

"Thanks for the compass." Lettie whispered.

"You welcome." He whispered back, moving his head back to look at her.

"You think I might need it again?"

"Maybe. I'm not sure."

"I'll give it back at the end of the show."

"Take your time."

Lettie sat up and grabbed her sunscreen and laid back down. Henry watched as she rubbed it on her arms. She then moved to her chest, pushing the bikini to the side slightly, her hand covering her breast. He licked his lip.

"She's killing him."

"She's doing it on purpose."

"Oh for sure, she is taking her time. Lettie go slower...make him beg!

"This is the type of shit, I love to see!"

She ran her hand down her stomach, rubbing in the creamy white liquid.

"He has not taken his eyes off her."

Sh sat up and squirted it on her leg.

Henry's fingers grazed the waistband of his trunks.

Leaning over, Lettie rubbed the sunscreen into her legs.

Henry sat up abruptly, on the side of his lounge chair, towards her. His legs spread wide, he leaned forward, forearms on his knees, hands clasped.

Lettie looked up at him.

"Need me to get your back?" He asked, his voice an octave lower than usual.

"He meant to say let's go fuck in the back."

"Sssshhh...what's going to happen?"

Lettie looked behind her. "I think I should—-"

But Henry had stood up, pulled his trunks slightly and got behind her on her lounge chair. His legs on either side of her, placing her right between his legs. He silently put his hand out. She poured some of the sunscreen. He rubbed his hands together for a couple seconds before placing them on her warm back.

She held herself still as he rubbed the cream in, sliding his hand underneath the strap, her back arched slightly. He slid his hands over her shoulders, rubbing it softly, before sliding it down her spine, her middle back, and lower. Lettie shifted slightly.

His hands slowly slid to her waist.

"Oh my god...the hand placement..."

He scooted her back slightly into him. His hands remained where they were. A second passed, and then another.

"Fi—finished?" Lettie whispered.

Henry lowered his head his lips by her ear. "You left so early." He whispered.

Lettie's breath caught. A second passed and then another. She swallowed hard. "I had a plane to catch." She whispered back.

"Oh my god, they're talking about—-"

"Ssssshhhh...I don't want to miss it."

Henry stared at her profile, his hand grazed across her stomach. "You should've woken me up." He whispered against her neck.

"I can't breathe guys..."

Lettie exhaled slowly and licked her bottom lip.

His hand lowered to caress the top of her bikini bottom. "Or left your number."

"I didn't know—-"

The tip of his fingers slipped into the hem.

"—you wanted it." She whispered breathlessly as he lowered his hand further into her bikini.

"Oh.my.god....what is the show rating again?"

He closed his eyes and slid his hand deeper. "Of course I want it."

Lettie moaned, arching into his hand, and then abruptly jumped up. She panted as she looked around the beach. "I uhm...." She took deep breaths. The three people were still in the water, but this time Kane was watching them. Gabby was unmoving on her lounge chair. Lettie turned to Henry. "I...." She shook her head and headed towards the cabin.

Henry got off the chair, adjusted himself and followed after her.

"what is going on??!?!"

"Oh my god oh my god oh my god!"

Kane moved his head to look curiously at Lettie leaving and Henry following behind her.

"Mind your business Kane!"

"Don't follow me." Lettie said as she entered her cabin.

Henry did just that, closing the door behind him.

"Look." Lettie said breathlessly as she leaned against her desk, her arm out as if to steady herself, but also put a distance between Henry and herself. "That day...I was not...I was not myself okay. I was coming off the high of the audition and everything...was sparkly and great. It was an amazing day." She shook her head. "I don't just...I don't do that. I wasn't thinking."

"Okay." Henry nodded taking a step towards her.

"He does not give a fuck."

"Okay." She replied softly, scooting back, but finding she had nowhere else to go.

"For somebody who doesn't do that. You seduced me." He teased as he leaned in and caged her against the desk.

Lettie shook her head. "No I didn't." She whispered, blinking rapidly. "You seduced me." She accused.

"You came to my hotel room." He whispered leaning his face in.

"You gave me the room number." She protested, staring at his lips.

Henry smiled. "You kissed me first."

"I was drunk."

He brushed his nose against hers and smiled. "We had one drink."

"I wasn't supposed to see you again." Lettie admitted.

"Funny how that worked out." He whispered against her lips, before sticking his tongue out and gently licking it.

Lettie's eyes fluttered as she panted softly. A second passed and then another, but she was the first to move her head, crashing her lips against his.

Henry moaned and parted his lips, pulling her top lip into his mouth. He turned his head and tasted her bottom lip, his body closed the distance between them. His hands came up to hold her head as he kissed her deeper, slipping his tongue into her mouth. Lettie moaned into him as they stumbled against the desk. Her hands immediately latched on to his back as their mouths moved.

A soft alarm sounded in the room, causing them to break apart quickly.

"What was that?"

"Our sensors have detected a rapid increase in blood pressure and body temperatures. Rapidly increasing heartbeat, and shortness of breath. These measurements are above the normal recommended range."

Henry and Lettie looked at each other for a couple seconds. Lettie was the first to look away, removing her arms from around him and moving out of his embrace.

"Our sensors have detected a rapid increase in blood pressure and body temperatures. Rapidly increasing heartbeat, and shortness of breath. These measurements are above the normal recommended range."

Lettie adjusted her bathing suit and fixed her hair, while Henry ran his hand over his hair, and then looked down at himself, and placed a hand over the more than evident bulge in his swim trunk.

"Our sensors have detected a rapid increase in blood pressure and body temperatures. Rapidly increasing heartbeat—-"

"Okay we get it. Thanks." Henry spoke up loudly cutting off the announcement. He sighed and turned to Lettie who shook her head and pointed to her door.

"Go...just go...before we get in trouble."

"Can you stop ignoring me?" He asked. "Everybody already knows we know each other."

Lettie's eyes widened. "YOU TOLD THEM?"

"I told them what you told the girls." He answered. "We met at your audition."

"Lala told you I told them?"

Henry nodded.

"Did you say anything else?"

He stared at her seriously. "Like what?"

Lettie looked away and crossed her arm over her chest. "Look it was just a one time thing, that didn't mean anything. So let's just forget it and not talk about it again." She bit down on her bottom lip and stared off to the side.

"Okay." He agreed.

She looked down at the floor.

"Can I like you?"

Lettie lifted her eyes and moved her head to look at him. "What?"

"We're starting fresh right? I like you. I'm interested in you. Can I pursue you?"

Lettie's mouth moved but no words came out. She cleared her throat and shook her head. "I don't...I don't think we want the same thing—-"

"You don't know what I want." He cut her off. "Get to know me."

She shook her head.

"Did she say no?"

"This girl."

"You don't want to get to know me?" Henry asked.

Lettie shook her head again.

"Why not?"

"Guys like you make me go crazy."

Henry chuckled. "I'm not guys like me. I'm just me. Henry Lee. Nice to meet you Lettie Wright." He extended his hand to her.

"I'm SOLD. Hook line and sinker."

"I want this so badly for them."

"He's so smooth, how is he so smooth?"

The door burst open and they both turned to it in confusion.

Kane stepped in. "Hey."

"I know it's his room, why didn't he knock?"

"Was he trying to catch them?"

"Kane, I like you but let them breathe."

"He's fighting a losing battle."

"Is everything okay?" Kane asked walking in cautiously, taking in Henry and Lettie a couple feet away from each other. He walked towards her as Henry put his hand down.

"Everything's fine." Henry responded. "I was just letting Lettie know that I like her..." he looked to Lettie. "And I look forward to pursuing her." He turned to Kane with a smile. He looked back at Lettie. "Bye."

Lettie nodded at him. Henry turned around and left.

Kane turned to her. "You good?"

Lettie nodded and smiled. "Yep. Thanks for checking up. I'm good." She rubbed her arm and turned around. "Ready to go back?"

"Lettie..."

She turned to Kane. "Yeah."

"Do you like him?"

She took a deep breath and then nodded. "I think I do....well enough to see where this goes...I'm open." She shrugged. "I don't know what's going on." She admitted quickly and left the room, leaving Kane standing by himself.

"Wow...wow..wow..."

"I'm going to watch this episode, over and over again just for the beach and bedroom scene."

"Wow..."

"You know a scene is good, when we can't even talk while it's going on."

"I Felt that chemistry all the way here."

"I FELT it in my soul."

"Now that! That was a fucking kiss."

"I feel so bad, because if we compare yesterday's pool kiss to this one, it was really sad."

"You still think he likes Lala?"

"AH fuck."

"Wait, nobody's talking about it...but they had a one night stand."

"I said it. I called it."

"Lettie initiated, Lettie left early, Lettie didn't leave her number, LETTIE, Lettie, Lettie! I was not expecting that."

"I'm intrigued because they kept saying her final audition. Not his. And just now Lettie said she never expected to see him again. If he was auditioning there would have been a possibility of seeing him again as her cast mate. But now I'm thinking he was added after. Now we know Henry created furniture for the set...was he even originally a part of the cast?"

"Ooooohhhh....stop that's wild."

"Oh my god, I'm getting goosebumps.

"GUYS...what if..."