Lynne’s POV:
As we were leaving the police station, we ran into a tall, strong officer in his thirties with a healthy complexion.
Aaron waved to him. “Thanks, Charles. Lynne is fine now.”
’Charles?’
I froze for a moment. ‘Could this be the same Charles I had only heard about but never met?’
Before I had the chance to thank him in person, Charles flashed a smile and waved at Aaron before heading into the office building.
It was only then that I realized it was Charles who had informed Aaron I’d been brought in by the police. Clearly, they had a good relationship.
Once in Aaron’s car, he leaned over from the driver's seat and gently fastened my seatbelt.
The simple gesture warmed my heart, but I quickly replied, “I can do this myself, Aaron. You don’t need to trouble yourself.”
Afte
