Aaron's pov
Little is just playing with my nerves.
She keeps making a huge fuss of the location I chose to bring her to.
What was she expecting?
After some troublesome moments and constant budging, I am finally able to convince her to walk.
Well
She might have been scared owing to the fact I brought her to a police station
After all she is guilty of a serious offense.
She walks like a slug, taking small steps.
After a decade we finally reach the officers desk
I drag a chair out and sit on it myself
A confused look crosses her face.
What? Was she expecting this act of generosity for her?
With a smug expression she pulls out a seat with one hand and flops onto it.
"How may I help you?" the officer behind the desk addresses us.
"Sir I have to report…" my words are cut off.
Little who has been quiet for long with her head dropping down suddenly jerks up.
"Hear me out first honey"
I am dazed.
Honey?
Who?
Me or the officer?
I frown and glower at her
"I know you are mad at me but that doesn't mean we will discuss our private life at a police station"
"Miss please come to the point" the officer asks.
I open my mouth "No…"
Little starts bawling her eyes out, leaving no room for my voice to adjust in.
I decide to remain silent.
"Officer" she says stammering, " my honey here", pointing in my direction and then almost lunging at my arms gripping it tight "is mad at me for going out alone at night"
She dramatically wipes her eyes "I was followed and in a haste to get away from the stalker I fell on the road. Now he is mad and wants me to report it"
"Miss isn't it good he cares for you?" the officer questions
A smirk stretches across my face.
It's time to play along.