CHAPTER TWELVE
“Is Zoe working late?” Trev carried an opened bottle of wine and two glasses onto the balcony and set them on the table. “If you two haven’t eaten I’m happy to order something for us all.”
“Not sure when she’ll be home.” Charlotte rolled her eyes.
“That was a funny look.”
“Sorry. I’ll message her and see if she wants to join us.” Charlotte tapped a text and sent it. “She had a visitor arrive so might be busy.”
“Visitor?”
“Oh, I like this wine. May I have some?” Anything to change the subject.
Trev chuckled and poured the wine.
“I bumped into Henry today…actually, he almost bumped into me which was entirely my fault.”
“Perhaps you need this.” Trev passed Charlotte a glass and raised his. “To finding the right words.”
“Cheers. Yes, good toast.” She sipped. “Great win
