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Dropping her hand, she turned in his arms. Then, rising up on tiptoe, she cupped his face in her palms and drew him down. Her kiss was innocent, vulnerable, a caress so gentle that it made him her slave between one breath and the next.

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Nalini Singh
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: February 17
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Tiptoe
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Vulnerable
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