“Call me if anything else weird happens.” I nodded. “I will, but I don’t think I have your number.” He slipped his phone out of his pocket and lifted his eyebrows. My heart seemed to skip and a pleasant tingle swirled low in my tummy. I gave him my number and he typed something. “I texted you.” He met my eyes again. His were a stormy blue-gray. “And seriously, anything weird happens, call me.”
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