<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/female%20characters/800c3df6-520c-45da-8918-44ca98495fbb_zpszbxthbgd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Riley Kennedy<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning, Day 1<br/><strong>Activity:</strong>Orientation<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tied flannel (teal) + ass hugging jeans, combat boots, and hat, all in black.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Drake (Mentioned), Cash, Open<hr/><em>Good lord almighty!</em>Was it hot in here?<br/><br/>Riley had known that she was expected to take full part in this little "breeding program" they had going on but she hadn't for a second expected to wanna get right down to business within the first hour!<br/><br/>And yet that was exactly where her traitorous mind had gone, led right along by her hormones--and possibly her extreme desire to ignore the hell out of a certain someone else that was in the room. She might have been "one of the guys" more often than not but that didn't mean she didn't recognize the look of heat in a man's eyes when she saw it. Hell, when she felt it. She didn't know exactly what Cash was thinking of but she felt his gaze like a physical touch and it had her tucking her lower lip between her teeth for a fleeting moment. At least until his exclamation had her back to grinning.<br/><br/>Her head tilted back as Cash moved closer, his size forcing her gaze to rise. When his hands reached out to settle on her hips she had to fight the urge to simply move closer and draw that big body right around her just as natural as could be. She was almost disappointed when his good ol boy manners resurfaced and had him withdrawing his hands from where they held her but knew it was for the best considering she wasn't actually about to jump him right here in the orientation. Better to maintain at least a little distance before she completely forgot herself. It had already been made clear that her impulse control was not exactly in top form this morning.<br/><br/>"Aww, well aren't you sweet and charming as ever. I always knew I liked you. Better be careful..." She snickered and teased, before turning and reaching for a plastic cup to get some juice. She needed something constructive to do with her hands while she listened though his questions had her turning back.<br/><br/>"Hmm? Oh I..." His fingertip touched her bare skin and dear lord, her stomach quivered in its wake. Any answer she'd been formulating disappeared in a puff of smoke leaving her cut adrift mid-sentence for longer than she could reasonably hope to play off while she fought not to rub her own fingers across the now tingling strip of flesh. "...I... uh... what?"<br/><br/>Shameless, she laughed, knowing full well there was no disguising that little slip. Clearing her throat she took a sip of whatever flavor juice she'd ended up pouring--she honestly hadn't paid attention--and tried again. "Workout partner, eh?" Her eyes drifted appreciably over him, filling with a few thoughts of her own as to just how much more fun could be had sweating with Cash. The fact that there were more practical benefits to actually taking him up on his offer wasn't lost oh her but after her little emotional rollercoaster ride only a short while ago, practicality was sooooo not her focus.<br/><br/>"Hmm... well, I guess if you think you can keep up with me, papi, we can give it a try." She eyed him over the rim of her cup, a flash of the same way she'd first eyed him some years back. At that time things had not worked in their favor but she was so hoping that things would go differently this time around. "I'm sure they've got a gym or something here. If not, we can figure something out. I gotta be able to help keep all you boys in line around here so I need to stay in tip top shape. Either way that means you're gonna have to go hard. Think you can handle that, Tex?" Nope. It was no accident and not subtle but that was Riley for ya, she knew exactly what she was asking.<br/><br/>The Mayor's call to move was heard but her gaze remained on Cash as the tiny voice in the back of her head decided to chime in now, wondering if it was a good idea to go diving in head first the way it seemed she was doing. Riley's reply to that small voice: shush and go the hell away! She couldn't spend her days moping or actively trying to dodge Drake so the next best thing would be to do as she had done before and simply move on. And a little fun and sweat with a friend was just what the doctor ordered if you asked her.<br/><br/>"I guess after we do the whole getting settled thing we can meet up somewhere, yeah?"