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Breanna stared at him, certain she’d misunderstood what he’d just said. “Excuse me?”

Adam grinned. “You know, so you could wake me up every hour and look at the pupils of my eyes. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do with somebody who might have a concussion? What else did you think I meant?” His eyes held a knowing twinkle.

“I knew what you meant,” she replied, wondering if her cheeks appeared as red as they felt. “But if you’re that concerned about it, I highly recommend an emergency room at one of the local hospitals.”

“I like my idea better.” The twinkle in his eyes faded and his smile fell. “Breanna.” He reached out and touched her cheek with his warm fingertips. “I’m right next door if anything happens or if you just get afraid. I can be over here in seconds.”