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I don't need anything else. I get out of bed every morning and face the world because you're in it.

Sylvia Day

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Sylvia Day
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: March 11
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I own your pleasure, I whispered into his mouth. I'll take it if you won't give it to me.
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It's going to be a lot of work, Gideon, Eva warned him. I'm not afraid of work. He was touching me restlessly as if it were as necessary to him as breathing. I'm only afraid of losing you.
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You’re my wife, Eva. I don’t care if anyone else knows it or not, I know it. And I want to come home to you, have coffee in the morning with you, zip up the back of your dresses, and unzip them at night.
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I'm not giving you any options here. We're doing this, Eva. Enjoy your last remaining hours as a single woman.
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Most suits made the man. Gideon did things to a three-piece suit that should've been illegal.
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I’ve died and gone to heaven
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I’d wait forever for you, as long as you’re mine.
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When a story captures me, it comes quickly and easily.
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I had never seen hair that purely black. It was glossy and slightly long, the ends drifting over his collar. That sexy length was the crowning touch of bad boy hotness over the successful businessman, like whipped cream topping on a hot fudge brownie sundae. As my mother would say, only rogues and raiders had hair like that. (Eva about Gideon)
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I've learned to allow myself the room to fall in love with what I'm writing.
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B.O.B. and I have a longtime understanding - when we're done with each other, we know exactly which one of us has been used, and it isn't me. Good night Gideon.
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Even she agreed that a woman had a right to chocolate.
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Confucius say, man with hand in pocket feel cocky all day
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He was my drug, and I had no desire to kick the habit.
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Until you, I didn't consider my past as an issue. Yes, it affected certain ways I did things, but everything had its place and I wasn't unhappy. In fact, I thought I had a comfortable and uncomplicated life. Oh boy. My nose wrinkled. Hello, Mr Comfortable. I'm Miss Complicated. His grin flashed. Never a dull moment.
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There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything.
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I loved the way he kissed me, as if he had to, as if he'd go crazy if he didn't and had nearly waited too long.
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There was something sweet in watching him pull himself back together, restoring the façade he wore for the world while I knew at least a little of the man beneath it.
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I look at you, angel, and I want you so badly. I want to be with you, listen to you, talk to you. I want to hear you laugh and hold you when you cry. I want to sit next to you, breathe the same air, share the same life. I want to wake up to you like this every day forever. I want you.
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I can’t think. I can’t work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try.
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