#Chapter 12
Evelyn
A man is the last thing on my list. And Warren Archer is even lower than that. It's funny how he thinks he has any chance of me listening to his whats and whys.
Wait! Where did he come from in this conversation?
After our little chat that day, I've begun to question fate. The very thing that was supposed to keep the man away from me brought him right in front of me, looking more handsome than ever. My best guess is he's gotten his feet into modeling. He's got a face and body made for famous magazines. That reminds me that I should look him up on Google. The guy has a bodyguard now, he must be of some importance.
Hiding around the corner for fifteen minutes I decided to move. I hurry to our booth and find Yasmine snuggling next to the guy from earlier and kissing him as he moves his hand up her naked thigh.
