Quotes About Affection

She was inside him, wrapped around his organs. His heart. Maybe his damn soul if he had one. He let himself smile. She was there.She wasn't going anyplace

watching his white teeth flash at her and the lines in his face soften so that he almost looked boyish. That smile was reserved for her alone and it was full-blown, wide, bright and heart-stopping in its joy.

Blythe turned the tables on him. She was genuine. Sweet. Protective. Nurturing. Everything he'd never had and didn't know he needed or wanted. It was impossible not to love her.

You're so beautiful, Dax. Your heart. Your soul. I don't think I could ever find a better man.

I don't want you in my life so I can use your body. I'm good at seduction, Lexi. I can go to a bar and pick up a woman and use her if that's what I wanted. I want love. When you touch me, I feel love in your hands. When you kiss me, I taste love. I'm not in a rush. I'm enjoying all the firsts you've given me.

She'd made her way into his heart. Snuck in when he wasn't looking. It was impossible to be with her and not fall deeply, madly in love with her.

He didn't look as if he owned her, but as if she was his, cherished and treasured and beautiful to him

There you go, getting all protective on me. You're worried about me, aren't you? His voice practically purred at her, a sensual mixture of possession, desire and something else - affection. Dio, bambina, I love that.

He liked her little glare. It made him feel as if they were a couple who had been together for a long time and she felt comfortable with him. If he didn't live through the following day, he had this with her.

I'm in love with you Ashe. I'm not offering you a lot in the way of white picket fences and social status, but I can tell you that I'll love you with every breath I take.

Gino to Zara - Do you really think Whitney could make me love someone?You've got my heart Zara

Never think for one moment that you are not my choice. That you are not in my heart. I cannot see anything or anyone but you.

If I really wanted you to love me, I should have presented more of a challenge." She burrowed deeper into a pillow. "My hair is a mess." Mikhail sat on the edge of the bed, took the mass of silk in his hands, and gently began to weave the thick strands into a long, loose braid, "If you presented much more of a challenge, little one, my heart would never be able to take it." He sounded amused.

Love for her welled up so strong, so intense, the pressure in his chest made him feel as if he might be having a heart attack.

Ashe's entire face lit up when she laughed. That laughter did something to his insides, turning him to mush, so he thought some of the ice that had frozen all emotions so many years earlier had melted and allowed her deeper.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her like she was his and had been for years. Like he was a man dying and she was his greatest love. He felt like she was. Shylah Cosmos. His only little peony. His delicate flower. Dependable. Long-lived.

And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they could also give you everything.

Someone to care about him. Someone to be his center. Someone to make him feel alive and passionate about living.

I can hear your weariness. Sleep now. You're not to worry about me , she instructed softly. She ached for the touch of his fingers, the sight of him, and that gave him satisfaction. She was already missing him--just as he was missing her.

You are --sivamet-- of my heart. I love you, little one. Those are the words of both your people and mine, and they come from my heart.

For my beloved lifemate, my heart and my soul. This is my gift to you.

Thank you, Mikhail, for my blue jeans." She gave him a faint smile over her shoulder. He found her mysterious, sexy, innocent, and so very fragile. In the depths of her blue eyes he could find no anger, no blame, only love for him shining there. "I am happy you like them, although I still say they are garb for men, not a beautiful woman. I was hoping they would make you smile." "Only because you get that pained look on your face.

Shea shook her head, her green eyes dancing. You're a very bad man, Jacques. I keep telling you that, but you persist in thinking I am cute and cuddly.

I feel like you woke me up and now I can't live without you.