<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/Mobile%20Uploads/JJ-Watt-cowboy-hat_zpslama7slb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cash McCloud<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Activity:</strong>Orientation<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White western shirt, blue jeans, black cowboy boots, Stetson in hand<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Riley, open<br/><hr/><br/><br/><em>She nearly caught him</em>was the thought which filled him as Riley offered that spark of recognition which brought a relieved laugh and Texas sized grin to his features.  In the previous moment, as she looked toward the table, Cash had been flooded with the vision of him sweeping the table clean before laying Riley back upon it.  A slow peeling off of her clothes had been interrupted by her sudden excitement and he hoped she had not seen those lewd intentions lingering in his baby blues.<br/><br/>"I've been doing alright, better now, but dang, you look hotter than a West Texas brush fire, girl!"  Cash immediately noticed he had spoken a bit too loudly for his surroundings and instinctively moved up closer to her.  He fought the impulse to wrap her up in a big country bear hug, instead lightly resting both hands on her hips as if taking a closer look.<br/><br/>"My apologies, Miss Riley, I don't mean to make a scene.  You are just a mighty fine sight for these eyes"  Cash then spotted the beautiful Midwife nearby and was reminded just what had brought everyone to where they were now.  His large fingers slowly slid from Riley's sides as he began to regain his manners.  She barely knew him and here he was losing himself in his excitement.  He inwardly kicked himself for what she must think of him.<br/><br/>"It sure is good to see a familiar face and, if you don't mind me saying, you haven't aged a day. How've you been? What kind of workout are you doing these days?"  A single fingertip drifted against her toned midsection as he spoke as if for emphasis though it only made him want to touch her more.  He then cocked his head to the right as a question formed.<br/><br/>"I wonder...well yeah..."  He shook his head as he knew he must be sounding like a fool.<br/><br/>"I was thinking, Miss Riley, that this place must want us to stay in shape so they must have some sort of gym on the grounds...well, anyway, would you be willing to be my workout partner.  It's alot more fun if you have someone to sweat with..."  Of all the things he might have said, sweat with sounded wrong to him the moment it rolled from his tongue.  Still he was hopeful as it always helped to have good motivation.