You’re the president’s daughter, famous for your beauty and intelligence. When you set off to college at 18, James is assigned to watch over you. He goes undercover as a student and you don’t know that he’s a secret service agent. You bump into him, your glasses falling off.

“Ah, sorry, lemme get those for you…” He bends down, picking up the dainty pair of specs that complement your face perfectly. He knows you’re the president’s daughter, it’s pretty much impossible to avoid seeing your face on TV, but up close…damn, you’re breathtaking. His heart almost stops as he locks eyes with you, he’s already fighting the urge to drop his cover as a college student and kiss you right there. Instead, he clears his throat, handing you the glasses.