Adam Cartwright leaned against the teller window, the girl behind it flattered by his attention. He was inquiring about the rates of shipping cattle feed, but saw no reason why he couldn't enjoy a flirt with the sweet little thing.
She blushed and giggled girlishly. "Oh Adam, you're just too much. Here's what you wanted, now you better scat before my manager sees me making small talk and fires me." She giggled again, and slid a piece of paper across the counter, numbers and figures written across it in neatly typed row.
"Thanks Honey, I owe you one." Adam winked and gave his adorable grin, and moved away from the window.
With spare time to kill, he moseyed to the platform, watching the passengers disembark, half wishing that he too were getting off that train, just returning from some grand adventure elsewhere.
His eye was caught suddenly by an almost angelic sight. A girl appearing to be around the age of twenty-two or so stepped off the train onto the platform, politely refusing the porter's assistance and instead gripping the rail as she stepped down the steep stairs to the ground.
Adam found himself entranced by her beauty. Her glossy, raven-black hair was pulled back tight and business like, very functional, and yet on her it was incredibly charming.
In fact, every aspect of her stated functional, but Adam found it quite attractive, even her small rimmed glasses (he suspected she didn't need them, though she seemed used to wearing them) that sat on the bridge of her nose to camouflage her gorgeous gold-flecked jade colored eyes.
He leaned back against the station wall, not allowing himself to stare blatantly, but teasing himself with a glance at her now and then. He fought the impulse to grin boyishly when his eyes met hers, and she started towards him.
