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Image of the quote is loading... SaveSave The real question is, can you love the real me? Not the perfect person you want me to be, not that image you had of me, but who I really am. - Quote by Christine Feehan

The real question is, can you love the real me? Not the perfect person you want me to be, not that image you had of me, but who I really am.

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She yanked her hand away as if he had burned her, rubbing her palm along her thigh. The feeling didn’t go away, and neither did the butterflies he had sent winging in her stomach. “How do you know you’re not a vampire?” She needed to distract him, distract both of them. “Maybe you forgot. You’re certainly capable of acting like one.” This time he laughed, startling both of them. The sound was husky, low, and foreign to his ears, as if he had forgotten what it was like. His black eyes leapt to her face almost in fear. “Not bad, wild man. First a growl, and now a laugh. We’re making progress.” Her eyes danced at him, reassured him.
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