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His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and summer and forever.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
Writer
Harrisonburg
Virginia
Back
Romance
Long
Winter
Peppermint
Lips
Tasted
Cool
Promised
Summer
Neck
Days
Sharp
Forever
Necks
Hands
Soft

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