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Chapter 12

“What did you just say?” I demanded, my voice edged with disbelief as I stared at Dylan, who was leisurely enjoying his Chicken pasta. The nonchalance in his demeanor was infuriating.

Dylan looked up, an exaggerated innocence in his eyes. “What did I say?” he asked, his tone casual as he twirled his fork through the pasta.

I clenched my teeth, fighting to keep my composure. “I heard you clearly. You said, ‘She is a virgin, I can smell it.’ How in the world do you know that about me? And what do you mean by ‘I can smell it’?”

His words had hit me like a jarring shockwave.

How could he possibly know something so intimate?

The implication of detecting it by scent was beyond me, and it unsettled me deeply.

The thought of spending just three more weeks here before I could escape was both a relief and a torment. I longed for the freedom of my previous life—traveling, exploring, and living unencumbered.

I would miss Bell, Blake, and Cole, who had become unexpectedly dear to me. But Dylan? I
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