Vincent trudged behind Evelyn, watching her short frame fight through the deep snow. He sighed, reaching out and catching the girl as she nearly tumbled over yet again. Righting her Vincent brushed the snow that had gathered off her coat, before turning her around and gently pushing her onward.
She mumbled something under her breath that sounded like, "Get a grip, Eve."
Despite the bitter cold and his foul mood Vincent smirked. He couldn't deny he enjoyed his effect on her.
Eve stopped for a moment, glancing around. He came up behind her, waiting for the girl to gather her bearings. Having no idea of the layout he was relying on Evelyn to guide the way.
"Problem?" he asked.
"Nope!" she said with far too much enthusiasm. "This way!"
He scowled but followed. Evelyn immediately veered t
