Title: Who Is *That*?

Author:  Circe Invidiosa

Rating: G

Spoilers: None


Who is *that*?  He catches my eye immediately.  He'd catch anybody's eye.

He's walking across the park with a definite destination in mind.  He is so
smooth that he practically glides, but that doesn't make his stride any less
purposeful.

I can tell that there would be a steely gaze under those shades.  I just
wish he'd look over here.  I can't help but watch to see where he's heading.

He stops just before a bench where a red-haired woman is sitting with her
nose buried in a bunch of papers.  She doesn't even see him yet.  He watches
her for a few seconds and his face betrays a small smile that he thinks no
one has seen.  Then he moves in closer and gives her a gentle, playful poke
to startle her and announce his presence before taking his seat beside her.

And suddenly it doesn't matter who he is because he is hers.