Krista Riley sat curled up by the front window, watching the snow fall as the spaghetti sauce simmered on the stove. The noodles were by the pot of water, the garlic bread wrapped and ready for the oven to signal it was hot enough.<br/><br/>She wasn't sure where her brother was, and glanced nervously at the snow falling. She just hoped he was close enough to walk home safely or catch a ride with one of his friend's parents. Her mother had already called to say she was going to be late, and her father was even now flying somewhere above on his way to D.c. They both worked way too hard but she loved them. They doted on her and her younger brother. When they were here that is. But it hadn't been all that bad. Dann had kept her company. Growing up, they had relied on each other quite a bit though they were still prone to the typical sibling fights.<br/><br/>Motion drew her attention to the street and she shifted onto her knees as a taxi pulled up in front of the house. She frowned as a figure clamoured out, half standing to go yell at her brother for wasting money on a taxi when he could have just called her for a ride. That was when she noticed that it wasn't her brother. This guy held himself different than her brother. Settling back into the chair, Krista crossed her arms over the back of the chair, resting her chin on them. Her eyes drifted over the guy's physique as he came up the walk way and she flushed at what she could see. He was hot.<br/><br/>He stopped at her neighbor's door then turned to look behind at the taxi and she froze, her jaw dropping open. OMG! It was him! Her fingers clenched on the chair as she hovered between dashing out of sight before he saw her and staying still so she didn't draw his attention. It wasn't everyday a girl found herself on her back in the airport, having been tackled by some stranger. Okay so he hadn't actually tackled her but she had still found herself on the floor with <him> on top of her.<br/><br/>He turned back toward the door and their eyes met. She whimpered as a quiver went through her as his blue eyes fastened on hers. She tried to look away but couldn't. A slight frown came to her pert lips as she noticed how tired he lookedHer tongue came out to wet her lower lip as he finally looked away.<br/><br/>She blinked at the sudden loss of his gaze, lifting a finger to the window as if to trace the tip along his face.<em>He looked so tired</em>, she thought as he rung the bell, the faintest echo sounding in her ears. The duplex didn't have the best insulation between the two homes. She continued to watch him as he waited.