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Are you calling me your gift? Yes. She smiled. How do you feel about that? Like it's my turn to be unwrapped. He nibbled at her mouth. Do it slow.

Nalini Singh

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