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"I-It's nothing," I muttered, avoiding his gaze.
"There's a bruise, the size of a fucking fist on your face, Camille. I'm not stupid!"
Crap. I had thought I had managed to conceal it properly. I stole a look at the window of the car beside us. I couldn't even make out the bruise. To any one, it shouldn't be visible.
Anyone who didn't have eagle eyes, that is. Gavriel's eyes narrowed in slits. He tilted my face up, inspecting where Jordan had punched me. It still hurts as hell so when he grazed his fingers against it, I winced in pain.
"What happened Camille?"
"Nothing!" I snapped. I could not tell him what happened. Jordan had to remain a secret. Until I could figure out what to do about the greedy asshole, I could not have Gavriel stepping in and ruining things for me.
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