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...

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