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“He looked pained. “I don’t eat peanut butter.” That genuinely shocked her. “Who doesn’t eat peanut butter? It’s the perfect food.” He shuddered. “Even to make up for all the things I’ve done wrong, I don’t think I can do it.” “For a man who carries around as many weapons as you do, you’re a bit of a baby.” “It isn’t being a baby not to eat peanut butter. I don’t think babies eat the stuff.” “That’s un-American.” “I’m not certain I am American,” he pointed out. She had to agree with him there. “Fine. You can put peanut butter on waffles. Blythe bought some of those frozen thingies that you put in the toaster. I’m not sure how old they are. Do frozen foods last like four years or more?” He groaned and dropped into the nearest kitchen chair, pushing his head into his hands. “Death by peanut butter. I never thought I’d go that way.” Rikki found herself laughing. Nothing made her laugh, not out loud, not hurt-her-tummy laughing, not like this. He looked so dejected— a big, tough man done in by peanut butter.”

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Book:Water Bound
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Water Bound

In 'Water Bound,' the author delves into the complexities of human connection and the transformative nature of water. The narrative weaves together personal stories and historical events, highlighting the ways in which water shapes and reshapes lives. The book is a rich tapestry of characters and settings, all bound by the unifying element of water. more

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Christine Feehan
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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