This one is cliche but....
I followed close behind her. Her hair flowed perfectly in the wind like a scene from a movie. I eyed the guys who eyed her perfectly carved body. The practically drooling over her like starving dogs waiting for her to toss them a bone.
Their eyes widened as they noticed me behind her. Some forced their gaze away disappointed that she was taken. Even though they never had a chance. But some sized me up as if they were ready to challenge me. I'm sorry boys but she isn't mine either. I'm just protecting the CEO's daughter.
I must admit that I am a pretty lucky guy. Only problem. She hates my guts.
