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Jake laughed without humor. “That wasn’t exactly what I had in mind but…Why didn’t you tell me who you are?”

“I don’t think this is quite the right moment to explain,” Georgia countered crisply. “I’m sorry about the misunderstandings with the security people—I hope your injuries aren’t serious?”

“I’ll live,” he returned, an inflection of sardonic humor in his voice as he cautiously felt his swollen eye. “Though, you could try kissing it better?”

Her blue eyes flashed him a frosty warning.

Jake chuckled with wry amusement. “You know, you should always wear diamonds,” he remarked in lazy mockery. “They go with your eyes.”