As he asked, his warm palm covered her back.
The night temperature had dropped slightly, and Charlotte Allison didn't actually feel cold. However, when his warm hand touched her skin, the sense of safety and warmth made her realize the night breeze actually carried a chill.
"A bit," she replied.
"I felt it," Lucas Quinn said, releasing her and shedding his blazer to drape it over her shoulders.
Charlotte Allison seemed to realize why Lucas, who was initially resistant to suits, had chosen to wear one today.
The blazer carried a subtle pattern, somewhat resembling the design on her dress.
The jacket, laden with his warmth, enveloped her, making her feel as though she had fallen into his warm embrace.
Charlotte looked at him.
White shirt, brown tie.
The tie was tied by her.
Her dear boy looked handsome.
The simple white shirt paired with the tie exuded a sense of restraint.
Adjusting the blazer around herself, Charlotte said, "Lower your head, dear."
