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Sylvia Day
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: March 11
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Gideon was a man who’d lived an entirely solitary life, and yet he’d accepted me into it so completely that he could envision a future I was afraid to imagine. I was so scared I’d only be setting myself up for a heartbreak I couldn’t survive.
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As for discipline and rules, I confess, I've never been good with either.
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What I want is for both of us to feel safe. What you and I have together shouldn't be draining us like this. It should be the one rock-solid thing we both count on.
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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 don't need anything else. I get out of bed every morning and face the world because you're in it.
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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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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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Dark and Dangerous. And all mine.
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From the moment I first saw him— saw through his stunning and impossibly gorgeous exterior to the dark and dangerous man inside— I’d felt the pull that came from finding the other half of myself. I needed him like I needed my heart to beat, and he’d put himself in great jeopardy, risking everything— for me.
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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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We were together because we were addicted to each other. I was never as intoxicated as I was when we were happy together, and I knew it was the same for him. We were putting ourselves through the wringer for those moments of perfection between us, but they were so tenuous that only our stubbornness, determination and love kept us fighting for them.
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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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Sometimes love's not enough. And if it's not enough, what good is it ?
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I’ve died and gone to heaven
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You've got to have as many good times as bad, or it all becomes too painful and too much work.
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What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation?
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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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Chicks before dicks, and all that.
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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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There was nothing so attractive as a powerful, handsome, and self-assured man.
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