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... iliar, mingling with the faint musk still lingering from earlier.
Olivia leaned closer, her light brown hair tousled from the climb, loose waves framing her face, her cheeks lightly flushed from the chill or exertion.
Her hazel eyes, sharp and unreadable, glinted in the lantern light, her slender frame perched on the narrow ledge outside, charcoal-gray pants clinging to her hips, her blouse slightly rumpled but still accentuating her subtle curves.
She stared past him, he ...
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