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His tongue traced her lips. What should have tickled instead electrified. Her heart thundered—a rapid, steady rhythm with the cadence of hoofbeats—and her ears buzzed, almost like the ground was shaking or the air had filled with bees.

The world tilted; everything changed. She had to reach for something that might steady it, steady her.

Her fingers curled around his biceps. They flexed at the touch, bulging against her palms.

She wanted to lick his skin, see if it tasted of the oranges she smelled. Instead, she licked his teeth, his lip, his tongue, and his biceps flexed again as he grasped her hips and held on.

Her heart beat louder but slower, which made no sense; she felt it fluttering so fast and so hard it threatened to burst from her chest, yet that sound in her ears—buzzzzzz—had not only slowed but seemed to come closer. And how could it be any closer than this?

She became distracted by something else that pulsed. Lower, against her stomach, hard and full, with a beat that called to her own—bump-bump—definitely a heart and not hooves.

Gina’s ears sharpened. The buzzing had stopped.

Was she dead?

She lifted her lips. His eyes behind the slightly askew glasses—had she done that? She couldn’t recall—had gone the shade of those trees he insisted she smelled like. He smiled—a goofy, happy smile that made her smile, too. She was lifting her mouth for another kiss—it seemed a shame to waste one more second of her life not kissing him—and someone cleared his throat.

Gina closed her eyes. Hell. Were the others awake? Were they even now watching her and Teo, waiting to ruin magic more dazzling than the sun?

Except Gina still felt as if she were floating. Even the As weren’t going to be able to bring her down. She didn’t think anyone could.

She was wrong.

“Dr. Mecate.” Jase’s voice ruptured the once-perfect morning. “You sure do work fast.”

CHAPTER 7

“Mecate?” Gina murmured, the rest of the world returning to her eyes.

Matt almost kissed her again in an attempt to drive it back out. But with McCord sitting there on a big, black dirt bike, scowling at them as if he’d caught them doing the nasty in front of the local preschool class, he doubted he’d have any luck.

Why had he kissed her?

Because, simply, he hadn’t been able to stop.

“You’re Teo,” Gina said. “Right?”

Her voice quavered, and Matt’s hands, still cupped around her hips, clenched. He wanted to put them around Jase McCord’s throat and squeeze. He’d have told her the truth himself.

Eventually.

“I am Teo,” he said; then, because he needed to tell her every truth he could to try to erase every lie, he corrected, “Or I was. Teo is what my mother called me.”

“Mateo.” Gina stepped away, and Matt’s hands fell back to his sides. He continued to clench them; maybe then they wouldn’t feel so empty. “Mateo Mecate?”

“That’s him.” McCord strode over, inserting his wide shoulders between Matt and Gina as if he were afraid Matt might hurt her.

Again.

“Moldy, old Dr. Mecate,” Gina murmured.

“I’m sorry?” Matt asked.

r /> “Not yet,” McCord answered. “But you’re gonna be.”

Matt ignored him. The only thing that mattered now was her.

“Gina.” Matt stepped to the side so he could see around the other man’s bulk. “I can exp—”

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