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“You shouldn’t do that,” he growled. “The doctor said you need to keep the bandage on for a while. You can hurt it worse.”

She didn’t care. She didn’t want to listen to anything this confusing man said about what she should and shouldn’t do.

She gasped at the burning pain as she peeled the gauze off the burn, and she found something that shocked her to her bones.

The burn was in the shape of a handprint.

A big handprint.

A hand roughly the size of Wreck’s.

He’d gone quiet, staring straight ahead.

“I didn’t imagine it.”

Wreck eased his foot onto the gas, pulled onto the road again, and headed for her house.

“I didn’t imagine it,” she said louder. Her heart was pounding so hard. “You took the fire away from my car, and you’re still here.”

“I almost killed you.”

“But you didn’t! You took the fire away. What kind of animal could eat fire like that?” she uttered in horror as the answer whispered across her mind.Dragon.

“You’re a dragon.”

“I’m not a dragon.”

“You’re a motherfreaking dragon.”

Wreck let off a low rumble that didn’t help his case. The air was suffocating with a growing dry heat and the faint scent of smoke. She leaned closer to the window for the relief of the cool air outside.

“What street?” he ground out. The last word was accented at the end with several metal-on-metal-sounding clicks.

“Is that your firestarter?” she asked. “God, this hurts even worse. Stop making the truck hot,” she said, trying to wave airflow near her burn.

“Put the bandage on,” he said low.

“I’m not putting the dirty bandage back on—”

“Put it back on!”

“Don’t tell me what to do!”

“I can’t see it!” he barked out.

“Well, you made it saving me, so you don’t have to get too insecure about it.”

“You don’t understand.”

“Probably not, but I’ve also been in a coma, so I’m going to be forgiving on myself.”

“You weren’t in a coma.”

“I was unconscious for two days. Coma.”

“You weren’t in a coma!”

“Then what was it?”

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