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What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation?

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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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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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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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You have a transportation fetish. I have a Gideon fetish. It's been weeks.
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My domineering lover made no apologies for his caveman tendencies.
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The thing about nightmares was that you couldn't prepare for them. They sneaked up on you when you were most vulnerable.
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Your kisses are mine.
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The idea I'd been toying with fully formed in my mind. I'm plotting. oh? His mouth curved in a wicked grin. Do Tell. Chapter 5 pg. 50
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Why can men be boys all of their lives, but we women must grow old while we are yet young?
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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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There were thousands of women in New York alone who could replace me in his life, but there was only one Gideon Cross.
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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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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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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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We knew our strengths and played up our assets. But we couldn't see what made us unique enough for someone to really love us.
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You're an addiction...my obsession.
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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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Gideon was an untamed animal behind closed doors, a lover who bared me to the soul every time he made love to me.
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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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He was my drug, and I had no desire to kick the habit.
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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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