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Chapter - 27
Fiona - POV As Flint stepped closer, the faint scent of his cologne wrapped around me, rich and intoxicating. There was something primal beneath it, something that made my heart race and my breath hitch. His presence was overwhelming, his closeness setting every nerve in my body on fire. “Fiona,” he said, his voice low, almost a growl. “I know you’ve made out with the others… but why haven’t I been the one to taste your lips yet?” My breath caught in my throat as his fingers brushed lightly against my lips. It was such a soft, delicate touch, yet it sent shockwaves through me. My body reacted instinctively, my skin heating under his gaze. My mouth parted slightly, but no words came out. I couldn’t even move—I was frozen, standing like a statue under the weight of his intensity, waiting
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