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He caught me to him, his arms banded tight around me. His face pressed into my throat. Where do we go from here? I held him. Wherever this takes us. Together.

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Sylvia Day
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: March 11
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S. J. Day
Livia Dare
Sylvia June Day
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Wherever

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