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CHAPTER 75

Olivia Martins

Bridget's scent clung to his skin like a second layer.

I froze, immediately filled with disgust.

No.

No, no, no.

I shoved at his chest.

He didn't budge at first. He was still lost in it, kissing my neck, gripping my waist like he needed me to breathe.

"Caspian," I said...