Aria glanced sideways, her eyes meeting Wyatt Lewis's lazy, unruly handsome face.
Aria wiped away the tears at the corner of her eye with her hand, "Can't I come out for a walk?"
Wyatt got out of the car, lifted his hand and tapped his watch face, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips, "A walk at this hour, are you serious?"
Aria tugged at her lips, "Who says you can't walk at this hour? You?"
"Fine, fine." Wyatt raised both hands in surrender, "You've got a point."
Aria ignored him and continued to walk forward.
Wyatt stood where he was, "Hey, where are you going?"
"For a walk."
Wyatt raised his eyebrows, seeing her lightly dressed, he sighed helplessly, took off his jacket and directly draped it over her shoulders.
Feeling wrapped in warmth, Aria paused and looked back at Wyatt.
Wyatt was indifferent, "What are you staring at? Wear it."
Aria glanced at the jacket on her, pursing her lips, "Thanks."
