Quotes About Affection

I felt myself falling deeper into the world that was Jase Ballenger. "Never. Not a thousand tomorrow's could I ever be sorry. Trouble with you makes me glad for it. I love you with every breath I will ever breathe. I love you Jase." "More than an orange?" he asked between kisses. "Let's not get carried away, Patrei.

Lia," he whispered. "Lia." And I heard the words I love you, even if he didn't say them.

Say it again, Jase. But you already know the answer. But it's an answer I will never grow tired of. And maybe I never tired of telling it to her.

I love you Jase Ballenger, and I will for all my days.

We talked about it. Love. Was that what this was? I love you, Jafir, she would say at any moment of the day, just to hear it said aloud. She would laugh and then say it again, her eyes solemn, looking into mine. I love you, Jafir de Aldrid. And it didn't matter how many times she said it, I waited for her to say it again.

What's wrong with getting married again? I would marry you a hundred times over. She kissed me, berry juice still on her lips. Only a hundred? she asked. A thousand times.

I started to stand, but Yvet stopped me and leaned forward to kiss my injured cheek, her little lips moist against my skin. "It won't hurt for long, Miz. Be brave." I swallowed, trying to answer without turning into a blathering fool. "I'll try, Yvet. I'll try to be as brave as you."

But now I knew finding love and holding on to it were not the same thing.

Convince him. I relaxed against his touch and didn't turn away when his mouth met mine.

My mother was beautiful but so very young. Too young to have me, but she did, and she loved me.

I know you've never wanted to hear this, but after yesterday I have to say it…" He paused, swallowed, as if afraid. "I love you. I love you with every breath, with every thought that's inside me. I've loved you from the first time I kissed you on that ledge. Even before that.

I think I don't care anymore, as long as you're in my arms.

He rolled up on one elbow, looking down at me, the stars dusting his cheekbones. "Honey?" He kissed my forehead. "Spring?" He kissed my chin. "You are a good bit of trouble, Kazi of Brightmist." "I try my best.

I want to pull you close and never let you go," he whispered (pg 234)

I wondered what it would be like to have someone who knew me so well, someone who would look right into my soul, someone whose very touch sent all other thoughts from my mind. I tried to imagine someone who hungered for the same things I did and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, and not because it fulfilled a loveless agreement on paper.

The spoon tumbled from my hand, and I fell down onto his chest, holding him, my face pressed into his neck. His arms circled around me, holding me as tight as I held him.

I already told you," he whispered in my ear, "and I won't take it back. I love you, Kazi of Brightmist, and I will never stop loving you, not through a thousand tomorrows.

The question of whether it was a show was swept aside, forgotten. There may have been other secrets between us, but this much was true and honest-- I wanted to be in his arms, and he wanted to be in mine.

I love you, Kazi of Brightmist, and I will never stop loving you, not through a thousand tomorrow's.

Is it asking too much to want to be loved? To look into someone's eyes and see—" Her voice cracked, and there was more silence. "And see tenderness. To know that he truly wants to be with you and share his life with you.

A thousand times over, Kazi,' I whispered. 'I would marry you more than a thousand times.

I love you. I love you with every breath, with every thought that's inside me. I've loved every you from the first time I kissed you on that ledge. Even before that.

Because ever since that first day I met you, I've gone to sleep every single night thinking about you, and every morning when I wake, my first thoughts are of you.

A long, scandalous kiss. I felt the colour rush through my cheeks. If this was the custom, I liked it.