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And for the rest of the night, he couldn’t quite forget the smell of her perfume. Or maybe it was the soft sound of her chuckle. Or maybe it was neither of those things. Maybe it was just her.
Julia Quinn
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Julia Quinn
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: January 12
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Evergreen State
Julie Cotler
Julie Pottinger
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