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A woman could do that to you - reach that place in your soul where the best and worst of you was kept. And once she was there, she owned that place and never left.
Lisa Kleypas
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Lisa Kleypas
Age: 59
Born: 1964
Born: November 5
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Lisa Kleypas Ellis
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I figured if I told it to myself often enough, I would start believing it.
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...it was better to answer, no matter how ineptly, thank to withhold a reply. Because sometimes silence could wound someone nearly as badly as a bullet.
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Come on, Ella. Sleep green.' Ignoring him, I got into bed wearing a T-shirt and boxer shorts printed with penguins. I reached over to the nightstand and flipped off the lamp. A moment of silence, and then I heard a lecherous murmur. 'I like your penguins.
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Then he raised her enough to whisper in her ear, and while his voice was tender, his words were savage. You're my woman, and no man or God or ghost will ever take you from me.
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Because you need me, he said, drawing in his breath as she squirmed against him. Just as I need you. He crushed his mouth to hers. I've needed you for years. Another kiss, this one deep and drugging, his tongue searching her intimately
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