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I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing.

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Richelle Mead
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
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Dangerous
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Kissing
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