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Only you could love such a vile, selfish peacock, Evie.
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Lisa Kleypas
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 5
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Texas
Lisa Kleypas Ellis
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Evie ” came his faint whisper “I’m going to your mother see…she’s got ’em to leave a back door open…so I can steal into ’eaven.
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I'm not short, Daisy muttered. Short women are never mysterious, or elegant, or pursued by handsome men. And they're always treated like children. I refuse to be short.
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I wanted more of those sweltering kisses. I felt terrible about that. But the warm sunny fragrance of him...he smelled better than any human being I'd ever met. Okay I said unsteadily, forget what I said about not exchanging names. Who are you? For you, honey...I'm trouble. -Haven & Hardy
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Rather than argue, Amanda smiled at him. “And then what will you do while your son or daughter is in charge of your store and your companies?” “I’ll spend my days and nights pleasing you,” he said. “It’s a challenging occupation, after all.” He laughed and dodged as she went to swat his attractive backside.
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