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"Like what?"
"No, no!" he protested, taking her wrist in his hand. "Let me do that."
"It would," she agreed wholeheartedly, nodding her head. "Trust me on this, okay?"
"Not in spin the bottle," she replied with a small shrug. "C'mon, let's go ask Warns."
"I love you too," he replied, sounding confused. "What's going on?"
"No, seriously, Jaz," she said gently, parking the car and looking over at him. "It's what right. You stop doing things when they make people...
"You have lips, Zad. I've seen them."
He looked surprised, kissing the top of her head. "What?"
"You don't want to drive. That's okay. We can park it and I can bring Aisling back some other time."
"Sure, you do. Turn into your human form."
He finished, tying it off and kissing her cheek. "There."
She slowed to a stop, turning to look at him. "That's okay. We don't have to ride in it anymore."
"Well, I'm not going to kiss you, except on the cheek. No offense, Zaddy, you're super attractive, but I have a boy."
"Sure," he said, taking the bandages and cleaning the wound gently before beginning to wrap the gauze around her foot.
She frowned, reaching over and resting a hand on his shoulder. "Hey... it's okay."
"A bottle, and you spin it, and whoever it lands on, you kiss. C'mon, I know you'd love to kiss Ker. You're both dinosaurs."
"There. It's out," he reassured, reaching out and running his free hand through her hair.
"Okay. Ready? Three... two... one." He removed the glass with one smooth motion.
She slowed, looking over at him worriedly. "Hey... you okay?"
"I'm not sure. Spin the Bottle?"
