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“I have one thing you don't,' he murmured against her neck, turning his head and nipping her earlobe. 'What?' His tongue teased her ear. 'Brute strength,' he whispered and removed the keys from her hand even as he captured her mouth with his. He didn't let her up until she kissed him back thoroughly, until her arms slid around his neck and she melted into him. He drove the truck with great satisfaction, smirking at her. 'Manly man, here, woman.”

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Christine Feehan

Christine Feehan is a renowned American author known for her romance novels. Her works are characterized by strong emotions, complex characters, and captivating plots. Feehan's writing spans multiple series, including the Dragon Knight Series and the Dark Guardians Series, which have gained her a large fan base. more

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