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“I’d like that, too.” She smiled at him.

“Can I have your number?”

Maggie nodded. She loaded up her “new contact” page and handed her phone to him. Quickly, he entered his number. His phone chimed when he sent himself a text. He handed back her phone.

She gestured toward the car. “My Uber is here. I should go.”

“Okay.” They stood, and he placed his hand on the small of her back. He guided her to the car.

Wylder opened the door for her and waited until she was seated and buckled in. He leaned into the car and kissed her cheek.

“Safe travels. I’ll talk to you soon,” he said.

“Promise?” she teased.

He grinned. “Promise.” Wylder kissed her cheek again and shut the car door. He tapped the roof, and the Uber pulled away.

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