James Barnes was not a celebrity in the usual sense of the word. However, his tall, sturdy figure combined with his beautiful clothes often caused people on the street or in other public places to turn around to look at him. The perfect man, if you want.

He had been courting her for about three months, not aggressively, but beautifully. He often drove her home from the university, gave her flowers, and sometimes he was just there to listen to her emotional story about a difficult day. All an ordinary girl dreams of is a perfectly restrained and not persistent man.

But she was the eldest daughter in a family who was used to doing everything herself and not complaining, and often even smiling through the pain. She is not used to courtship, to compliments, to care. To be treated like a princess. But that was exactly what James was giving her, and he was doing it like it was all a matter of course.

He was driving now after they had dinner at an expensive restaurant.