Saved by my Mate

**Evelyn Anderson's POV**

As I pushed open the door to the neighborhood church where my father served as pastor, I sighed. I had just spent two hours in the offices at the back room entering all donations from the latest fundraiser into the church's records.

Dad wasn't good with numbers, and the woman that usually took care of the books was away on her honeymoon. Since I was on break from college, so I offered to help out.

I made my way to the cafe just a few stores down from the church, thinking about how well the fundraiser had done and how close the church was to reaching the targeted funds needed for the latest community centre project.

The local community centre had recently been attacked by vandals. They had ruined the place, smashing everything in their path and spray-painting crude words on every inch of blank space they could find.

It was heartbreaking to see, I had practically grown up around that place. Still lost in my thoughts, I turned to walk into the cafe and didn't even noticed the guy walking out of the door until I smacked into the hardness of his solid chest.

"Ohh. Gosh! I'm so sorry."

My bad. I faltered as my eyes met the deepest darkest green eyes I had ever seen.

My mouth parted as I looked into them,

memorizing every detail. The blackness of his pupils, the solid dark green of his irises, right to the circle of gold that surrounded them.

For a moment it almost looked like the ring of gold started to take over the dark green, but that was impossible right? He smiled and chuckled, breaking my gazed. Oh, those beautiful eyes of his.



"It's ok darling". You didn't spill my coffee, so no harm done." He drawled.

"Wow." I thought, "His voice sounds heavenly!"

I bit my lip as I imagined how his voice would sound whispering my name, the thought send shivers down my spine as I did. "Uhmm.., ok." I said softly.



I stood there silently as I continued my study of this large sexy hunk of a man standing before me. He was tall, over 6ft, lightly tanned skin in comparison to my darkchocolate skin and a firm muscular body.

I couldn't see much, as it was covered in a black leather jacket, and figure hugging blue jeans, but the material did nothing to hide the obvious bulge of biceps and thigh muscles.