Love Island:Heatwave- Chapter 2

The sky deepened into shades of orange and rose as the sun began its slow descent. Islanders lounged by the pool, sipping chilled drinks, pretending to be relaxed. But everyone was waiting for the sound. The chime. The text.

It came just after 7:00 p.m.

Smith’s phone lit up first. “Jimmy will be arriving tonight. Islanders, please welcome your new boy. Also… Luke, you have been chosen for a private date.”

The villa erupted in a mix of cheers and teasing whistles. Luke smiled, a little flustered, as eyes darted toward him—some playful, some possessive. Ziam simply leaned back in his chair, lips curling into a small smirk, while Loco clapped Luke on the shoulder a little harder than necessary.

They didn’t have to wait long for Jimmy. He walked in with the slow confidence of someone who knew he’d just shaken the table. Broad shoulders, deep tan, and a mischievous glint in his eyes—he greeted everyone with a warm handshake, though his gaze lingered a touch longer on Luke.

The date location was set at a candlelit cabana by the water. Soft fairy lights flickered overhead, waves whispering in the background. Luke had dressed simply—linen shirt, unbuttoned halfway, sleeves rolled to his forearms—but the effect was devastating. Jimmy noticed.

“So,” Jimmy began, pouring them each a glass of champagne, “tell me, Luke—are you here for fun, or are you here to find something real?”

Luke chuckled. “I think I’m here for both. Why choose?”

The conversation flowed easily, but there was an unmistakable charge in the air. When Jimmy leaned in to brush a strand of hair from Luke’s face, the closeness made Luke’s breath catch. His pulse quickened.

Back at the villa, Ziam and Smith sat at opposite ends of the firepit, each pretending not to care. Loco, on the other hand, paced near the pool, muttering under his breath. Every now and then, his gaze would drift toward the beach where faint flickers of the cabana lights were just visible.

On the date, Luke and Jimmy’s playful banter shifted into something slower, heavier. Jimmy’s hand grazed Luke’s as they reached for the same champagne bottle, and neither moved away. The flicker of candlelight caught the edge of Jimmy’s smile, and Luke felt a rush of warmth that had nothing to do with the tropical air.

By the time they returned to the villa, it was past midnight. The others were still awake, pretending to be casual. Luke walked in first, followed by Jimmy, both of them wearing the kind of smiles that left plenty to the imagination.

No one asked what happened. But Ziam’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly. Smith looked down at his drink. And Loco? He simply turned and dove into the pool without a word, the splash echoing into the warm night.

One thing was clear—Jimmy hadn’t just entered the villa. He’d lit a match.Luke couldn’t tell if it was the champagne or Jimmy’s gaze, but his skin felt hot long after the date ended.

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