<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/DrakeHilton.jpg)</div>Name: Drake Hilton<br/>Time: Morning, Day 1<br/>Activity: Orientation<br/>Wearing: Black silk suit with a purple silk shirt.<br/>Tagging: Riley, open<br/><br/>Of all the people on the planet Riley had been the last person he expected to show up here. Yet here she was looking as hot as she had when they were together maybe even more so. It was a crazy turn of events and for the first time since the day she left him Drake was at a loss as to how to act. He had thought he was over her, but seeing her now set him on fire as the passion he had felt for her bubbled up from the dark depths of his soul. She had been the one, the only woman he had ever even considered settling down with. Unfortunately his idea of settling down didn't quite match up to her's. She had refused him and a few days later had learned the truth about him that he had kept hidden from her. Ironically he had been only moments away from telling her when she had confronted him about it. she had left him so quickly that he still had a few of her things locked up in a box somewhere in his lakeside cabin in Tahoe. They hadn't spoken to each other since.<br/><br/>Thankfully a few more people showed up ,momentarily taking his mind off of Riley. A very attractive Blonde in a lovely black dress that showed off her assets nicely. So far all of his new neighbors were on the beautiful end of the attraction scale. Maybe hooking up with one of them would ease the tension building in his heart. His hopes were dashed a bit when he saw the rugged looking cowboy falling into step behind her. One look at his yes was all Drake needed to know that the blonde was already spoken for, at least for now. From what he understood of the community any relationship would almost have to be an open relationship.<br/><br/>He was unable to pursue that line of thought further as Riley sat down next to him. He smiled despite himself at her straightforward approach to the situation. That was one of the things he had loved about her. She always met a problem head on. The air was thick with tension cloying at his clothes and making him sweat. Or maybe that was the heat he felt radiating from her. He loosened another button of his expensive silk shirt as she insinuated that he had set this up. Finally feeling her eyes upon him he turned his head to return the gaze. Unlike her emotionless, robotic glare, his emotions swirled in the bright blue pools of his irises. Surprise, regret, longing and hope all roiled withing him as he tried to find his voice.<br/><br/>"Riley," he greeted her softly. The last time he has said her name out loud he was screaming it at her back as she walked away from him. "This is...I'm as surprised as you are." He rubbed his hands through his hair and then on his pants a sign she she knew all too well. He was nervous. "A coincidence yes, but whether it is a stupid one remains to be seen." He coughed into his fist. "So, uh...How have you been?"