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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.

Oh, I’ll Fight You,” She Promised, Her Eyes Clear Of Shadows. “that’s The Way I Roll.

You've Got To Have As Many Good Times As Bad, Or It All Becomes Too Painful And Too Much Work.

There Was Something Sweet In Watching Him Pull Himself Back Together, Restoring The Façade He Wore For The World While I Knew At Least A Little Of The Man Beneath It.

Sometimes Love's Not Enough. And If It's Not Enough, What Good Is It ?