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It's A Brewtiful Life - teaser

“Here, let me check your face.” Elliot grabbed his phone and turned the display toward me. “Close your eyes.”

Swallowing down a nervous knot, I softly did as he instructed. My lids got brighter as he moved the flashlight across my chin, cheeks, and forehead.

“You hit your head here?” He gently touched the spot right above where it was tender, making me wince, however, there was a welcome heat emanating from his fingertips that was soothing.

My shoulders tensed as he brushed my hair out of the way. “Yep. Is it cut?”

His finger moved around, staying north of the sorest spot. “A little, but it’s not deep or anything, and doesn’t require stitches.”

“Well, that’s a relief, as neither of us is qualified for that.” I snickered.

His voice was low, barely above a whisper. “You do have a bit of a nasty bump forming.”

“Awesome, although it’s really no surprise, not to me at least. You maybe don’t bruise like a peach, but I sure do.” Blood rushing through my veins at warp speed, I put my fingers on his taunt forearm and lowered the light away so I could open my eyes.

tropes: rom-com, emotional, forced together, facing fears together, opposites attract

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