Wyatt watched her leave and felt an uneasy tug in his chest. Something about Sofia seemed off tonight.
He could not quite name it, but he could feel it.
He pushed the thought aside and followed her out.
Outside the residential complex, only a few dim streetlights cut through the darkness.
When Wyatt moved to open the car door for her, Sofia stopped him. "Dr. Spence, it's late. You don't need to drive me home. I'll just call a cab."
Wyatt's hand paused on the car door. Then he remembered that Sofia was married. Maybe she was worried about how it would look if another man brought her home this late!
"Okay. Then let me call one for you. Send me a message when you get home so I know you made it safely."
That was Wyatt, gentle, thoughtful, reliable in all the quiet ways that mattered. Be
