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“I want to talk to you. I want to listen to you. I want to walk with you and, yes, I want you in m bed. That's what I want today. That's what I'll want in a hundred years. If you promise to be my wife forever, I will pledge myself to your happiness.”

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Christina Dodd
Christina Dodd

Christina Dodd is a renowned American author born on July 14, 1957. She is best known for her romance novels, which have gained a large following for their emotional depth and engaging storytelling. more

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