Chapter 5

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Stefan and Elena managed to quickly get dressed and rush downstairs. The second they got to the lawn, her eyes widened and she squealed. "Oh my god!"

Stefan, who was only paying attention to the large crowd of contestants, turned to face her, furrowing his brows. "What's wrong?" His green eyes flashed with alarm.

"The host!" she pretty much screamed, pushing Stefan away and running through the crowd to get to the man at the front. He simply stood there, not sure to be amused or insulted, and ended up laughing. "My god! You're Rob Kardashian!" he heard her say excitedly.

Rob Kardashian? Stefan had to bite his lip to keep from laughing. Elena actually watched the Kardashians on TV? He couldn't stifle the small chuckle that escaped from his lips, just staring at his best friend as she idiotically reached to shake his hand.

Making his way through the crowd, Rob grinned and shook her hand. "It's a pleasure," he said awkwardly. The look in his eyes made it clear that he was ready to call security on this teenage girl who had clearly never been in the presence of a celebrity. Stefan laughed and grabbed Elena by the arm so that she was up against him, her back pressing up against his hard chest. "Could you flip out a little more?" he sarcastically whispered into her ear. Giggling in response to his words, Elena turned to face him."He's a freaking Kardashian!" she said under her breath, nodding back to Rob, who was talking to everyone. "Show him a little respect."

"Yes," Stefan leaned in close and joked. He made sure to keep his voice low so that only she could hear. "A Kardashian, not the Queen of England." At those words, Elena couldn't help but grab his t-shirt and giggle under her breath, a large smile forming on her pink lips. A guy beside them cleared his throat and glared. Elena recognized him as one of the single guys. "Would you two mind not turning this into a PDA session?" he snapped venomously. Stefan arched a brow and turned to look at Elena, realizing just how close they were standing. He gave a simple apology and turned back to Rob.

"Well, I'm sure you all have figured out I'm your host," he started with a grin. "I will be giving you weekly challenges and announcing challenge winners. I'll check in on couples too. Every day or so we like to have interviews so that we have footage for the show. Every challenge will get more difficult as the show progresses. Sometimes, they will involve couples working together, or one of our carefully selected singles with one of you." The other couples seemed to cringe at the idea of their partner being alone with another person, but Stefan and Elena didn't even realize they should have been concerned. "You have to realize that the goal of this show is not to keep you together. You will fight. But the couple who stays through it all will go home with the cash prize.

"For your first challenge," Rob explained. "We're just going to peak the interest of our single contestants a bit. See who they've got their eye on. Or should we say... their lips." He smirked, a devious, troublesome grin that made Elena's stomach twist."We have two guys who are single. They will each pick one different girl to kiss. Ladies, I'd like to introduce you to Todd... and Landon." Both guys emerged from the crowd at the same time. Landon, the grouchy guy who looked like a blonder, plainer version of Stefan forced a smile and stood next to Rob. Todd's grin was warmer; his eyes were brown and his hair was gelled about four inches above his head. They picked two girls, Mia and Eliza.

Rob smiled. "Now it's time to meet our single lady. There's only one of her, but trust me... she'll keep you entertained, guys. Ladies, you better hold your men tight. Welcome to Perfect Match, Katherine."

Stefan's posture stiffened at the name. As soon as she was called, five inch stilettos punctured the grass with every slow step she took. Tight, dark jeans hugged her legs and a red silk top left little to the imagination. Long, flowing molten curls spiraled down her shoulders, framing her sly face. Her dark, black holes of eyes met his and he froze.

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