<div class="floatright">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/9421631/740full-brock-o'hurn.jpg) </div><strong>NAME:</strong>Troy McNair<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>October 28th, 2017 - noon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Cafe<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Libby<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Lindsey?!"</strong>He put his large hands up in mock apology. "Sorry, sorry... I meant Lenore." He gave her a toothy grin but there was part of her that still looked dissapointed. Was it his appearance? She would be the first women to ever taken offense at that. Or perhaps she just preferred to be miffed at him? She scooped up his back pack from near the wall and came to her side. He almost offered her his arm but thought better of it. “You look beautiful.” Her hair, her face … she was perfect. Seeing her a bit in the raw made him wonder what it would look like to see her in bed first thing in the morning. He swallowed hard and did his best not to show his true feelings. He was the lion but she could and would eat him alive.<br/><br/>“Ready for some lunch? I brought another book for you …. Lacy.” Troy walked with her into the cafe. It was a large dinning hall straight out of the movies. He didn't care - they had steak. Though unsure of how she would take it seeing him eat it almost completely raw, he would get a hamburger instead.