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“Yeah. I had a great time.” She beams at me.

As the car gets on the road, our earlier conversation comes to mind. What was she going to say?

“You didn’t finish what you were going to say.” I glance at her.

She remains silent. My grip on the steering tightens and I keep my eyes on the road.

“I wish you pretended to be my date. I like older men, and you tick all my boxes.”

I cock my head and lift an eyebrow. Is she serious? Her gaze meets mine, and I find myself studying her face. Her clear eyes. Her thick, black lashes. Just then, she licks her lips.

“Um, right.” I try to focus as she catches me off guard.

If there was a perfect time to get her number, this is it.

“You know,” — I clear my throat — “you can always call on me to be your pretend date if you need. To save you from embarrassing situations like tonight. I’m always down for that.”

She giggles. “Are you trying to get my number, mister?”

“Pretty obvious, right? Also, it’s Maverick, as I said.” I chuckle. “You’re right. Did it work?”

“Yes, it did. I’ll take your offer, Maverick.” She motions to the driver at a spot just yards ahead. “You can pull over there.”

As the car comes to a stop in front of an apartment, I take the opportunity to exchange numbers.

“So, this is your apartment?” I tilt my head for a better view.

“Yeah.” She clutches her purse.

“Right.”

I exit the cab and move to the other side to open the door for her. She holds my hand and I help her out.

“Thanks for a wonderful evening, Maverick. Who knew I’d have such a good time?”

I smile. “You’re welcome, Noelle.”

As I turn, she pulls gently at my shirt. That stops me, and I face her. She’s blushing again. What did she want to say this time?

“What… what if I wanted you to be my real date instead of a fake one?”

My jaw drops. It takes a moment before my senses function again. This cute, innocent-looking girl I just met hours ago wants me to be her date?

She peers at me from underneath her lashes. Her sultry smile leaves no doubt. Noelle is flirting with me. Clearly, I’m not the only person that’s feeling an attraction.

I tug on a lock of her hair. My hand brushes across her temple and moves to her chin, then down to the back of her neck.

I lean forward and claim her full lips in a light kiss. She opens up immediately, her tongue stroking my lips. She deepens the kiss with a passion that steals my breath. My free hand moves to her backside, pulling her closer. She presses a hand to my chest and wraps the other around me.

After some minutes, she pulls back. She licks her lips and grins.

“Want to come in?”

I chuckle. “Yes."

Chapter Three

Noelle

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