The Billionaires (#1)
MJ took in a shaky breath and took slow, steady steps towards the intruder.
She reached the place, and as if the stranger could sense her, he looked up, and their eyes connected. There were no words muttered, but there was a mutual understanding. MJ walked back to where she was seated and took her clutch and the brown paper bag with food and then walked back to where the boy laid. "What's your name?" She asked.
The boy stared at her, briefly contemplating on whether to tell her his name or not. She looked like one of those mean rich women on TV who did not like poor people, especially homeless people; they saw them as criminals.