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You, she managed to say hoarsely, are a very bad kitty cat.

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Nalini Singh
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: February 17
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So decisive, he murmured in that calm tone that had adrenaline flooding her body, the primitive part of her brain conscious she was in the presence of a predator. Got your eye on someone? She didn‘t know what made her say it. No. But I have no plans to die a virgin.
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We die, she said, we die together. That's the deal.
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Nothing in his touch said he considered her fractured, considered her damaged goods, and that gave her a freedom she wouldn't have believed possible.
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Surely you’re not going to practice discretion now?
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If that happens to us, she whispered, unable to wrap her mind around the idea of a life so long and so full of tragedy, if we feel ourselves, who we are together, becoming lost in time, I don't want to Sleep. I want to say good-bye when I'm still me and you're still you.
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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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Raphael's pleasure, his kiss, sent her over a second time....and it wasn't until they both stirred again that Raphael reached down and undid the strap of her knife sheath, putting it and the knife on the bedside table. Beautiful as this sheath is, he said, touching the leather, I much prefer the one which holds my blade.
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To fight is to face death once more, perhaps the total annihilation of their kind. But to run... is that not also a kind of annihilation?
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The fear is like metal on my tongue—I’ve known him but a fragment of time, and yet I’m certain if I accept his suit, it will destroy a part of me when he leaves.” Keir reached forward to tuck her hair behind her ear. “We’re all a little broken.” Quiet. Potent. “No one goes through life with a whole heart.
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I need a Stetson, so I can ride you like a cowgirl - Mercy to Riley
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When was the last time you lost an argument? He pretended to think about it. Then, leaning down, he whispered in her ear, A few hours ago when you refused to stop the car and crawl into the backseat with me.
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Two broken pieces making a whole.
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For the first time in forever, he was stunned to silence. Not by her words, but by the tenderness in her hands, the worry in her eyes. He was an archangel. He’d been wounded far, far worse and shrugged it off. But then, there had been no woman with sun kissed by the sunset and eyes of storm gray to tear into him for daring to get himself hurt.
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She blew out a breath between gritted teeth. “Sometimes I really want to”—a frustrated sound—“bite you!” He froze. “I might let you.” “I won’t do it if you’d enjoy it.
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