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Has that line ever worked for anyone?” “I’m not feeding you lines. I mean every word.” … “Day One of my life was the day I met you.” “Okay, that’s a winner. You can put it in.

Sylvia Day

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Sylvia Day
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: March 11
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People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva.
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You're an addiction...my obsession.
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He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions.
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It was the nature of our relationship to be lusty and emotional, earthy and raw. The trust that held us together also opened us up to each other in ways that made us both vulnerable and dangerous. And it would get worse before it got better.
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More like Cross blew your circuits during one of his sexathons. Still can’t get over that man’s stamina. Wish he’d swing my way and wear me out.
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Eva: Do you understand how much time and work a relationship between us is going to take? Gideon Gideon: but you're worth it and i want you bad enough, so i guess i dont have a choice dont I?
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Thanks for the reminder that i have to hit the gym today. I have'nt worked out in days. Unless one counted mattress gymnastics!!!
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Oh, I’ll fight you,” she promised, her eyes clear of shadows. “That’s the way I roll.
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Even she agreed that a woman had a right to chocolate.
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His kisses were gifts. He kissed with everything he had, with power and passion and hunger and love. He held nothing back, giving everything, exposing everything.
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I don't blame you. But if there's anything else you have to tell me, now would be the time. He pressed forward, urging me to stretch on the couch. Coming over me, he whispered, I'm in love with you. With everything going wrong, that was the one thing that was totally right. It was enough.
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Waking up to you is like... presents on Christmas morning. His mouth curved. For your convenience, I'm already unwrapped. Batteries not required.
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When a story captures me, it comes quickly and easily.
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What’s a little calming distraction for your girlfriend in the midst of world entertainment domination?” “I’d stop the world from spinning for you.” That silly line oddly touched me. “I love you.” “Liked that one, did you?
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…he murmured. “Of course, you’re my favorite ride.” “Aw, that’s sweet, baby. And you’re my favorite joystick.
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I realized we'd pulled into a parking garage. We drove around two levels, pulled into a spot, then immediately pulled out again. Along with four other black Bentley SUVs. What's going on? I asked, as we headed back toward the exit with two Bentleys in front of us and two behind us. Shell game, he said.
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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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