Her Mysterious Savior

"Seriously?" The bartender raised a brow at the request, and James gestured toward Evelyn. "A minor, I see." The man passed her a soda and sent James a suspicious look. Why the hell was this dude talking to a teenager?

Despite his disapproval, he obviously had no right to meddle in other people's affairs, so he chose to mind his business. James ignored the man’s warning and smiled down at Evelyn. "Usually, it's not every day we see girls like you on this side of town."

"What do you mean by 'girls like me?'"

"You know, beautiful, fancy, and with a sophisticated aura. Which school do you go to?"

Evelyn hesitated slightly. Was it alright to give out information about herself to someone she just met? What if the guy turned out to be a creep and tracked her down? Even if he did manage to find her in such a populous school, what could he possibly do? The only time she didn’t have bodyguards around her was during school time; aside from that, she truly had nothing to worry about.

"Avalon Imp