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okay?”
    He opened his mouth to argue with her, but the sliver of nice-guy that lurked in his subconscious recognized her embarrassment and wouldn’t let him. “All right. Let me at least get a good look at it, though.” She didn’t resist, finally , so he leaned in for a closer inspection. “You don’t feel dizzy? Nauseous, anything like that?”
    She let him turn her head under the light for a better look. “Of course I feel dizzy and nauseous. I was just doing shots of tequila.”
    Welcome back to square one. Even hurt, she was a pain in the ass.
    Shane stiffened at the mark on her face as he ran his fingers along her jaw. He was no expert, but the bruise that was forming looked small and fairly straightforward. “I think you’re fine. Let’s see your eyes.” Not like he’d really be able to see her pupils in this light, but at least he knew that if they were round, it meant she was okay. Her attitude sure was intact.
    â€œI told you, I’m really fine.” Bellamy turned her head back toward his, making a show of opening her eyes as wide as they would go.
    It was right in that moment that time slowed way the hell down, and Shane realized that her face was less than a couple of inches from his. Her green eyes glinted as he looked into them, and he was struck again by the very odd sensation of not wanting to look away. Insane as it was, he wanted to be closer.
    He wanted to kiss her.
    Shane cleared his throat, not moving. “How many fingers am I holding up?” The lag time between his brain and the rest of him made him wonder if he sounded like an idiot.
    Her eyes crinkled around the edges, and she smiled a little even though it looked like it hurt. “None.”
    Affirmative on the idiot thing.
    â€œLooks like you’re fine,” Shane said, his voice low. His fingers were still on the side of Bellamy’s face, and somewhere in his brain, a voice screamed that he should move them.
    But she looked like she didn’t want him to.
    â€œMmm-hmm,” she agreed.
    It was a really terrible idea, but Shane didn’t care. Something high-powered, almost magnetic, was in charge of his actions, charring his free will like toast right there in the alcove.
    He placed his lips on hers in the barest hint of a whisper, and for a second, she didn’t move. Tracing her uninjured cheekbone with the pads of his fingers, he curved them beneath her chin and tipped it carefully upward, increasing the contact between their bodies. Bellamy sighed into him then, parting her lips to accommodate his, her soft skin opening to reveal enticing heat.
    God, she tasted like pure electricity.
    Not wanting to hurt her, but not willing to let go, Shane swept his tongue across her bottom lip, letting his teeth follow in the gentlest of grazes. Bellamy arched up to him, her tongue darting into his mouth tentatively at first, then filling him so boldly that he wanted to do a lot more than kiss her. He slid his hand around the back of her neck, cupping her hot skin, getting tangled and lost in her soft golden curls, until . . .
    â€œBellamy? Are you back . . . oh, shit !”
    Bellamy’s entire body seized beneath Shane’s hands, and he pulled away from her in a flash.
    A pair of giggles lifted over the muffled background noise of the bar beyond where they stood, while Bellamy wrapped her arms around herself and blushed, clearly embarrassed. “Yeah, I, uh . . .” She trailed off, unable to finish.
    â€œGod, we’re sorry.” The friend who had picked Bellamy up from the garage earlier eyed both of them with a half smile as she stopped short in the dim hallway.
    Bellamy’s expression went from embarrassed to mortified in less than a breath. Well, shit. Who could blame her? Her highbrow friends had just caught her kissing the lowly car mechanic. What was he thinking ?
    The tall honey-blonde stammered. “We just wanted to make sure she