Old Friends

The second thing that caught her attention was the tall man standing in front of her. Already drenched. The t-shirt and checker shirt he wore were clinging to his muscles, the same for his jeans.
"Katey?" The man's voice was gruff and deep and sounded confused. Also somewhat familiar for a reason she couldn't explain.
Katey looked up at the man's face, the one thing she hadn't checked out yet. She sucked in a breath at the sight of him. His brown hair was matted to his head. His strong jaw and features were dripping with water. His blue eyes were looking at her with a frown. Then she did a double take.