Quotes About Affection

I didn't want to fall for anybody. It's so messy. I'm so happy it was you. I'm so happy to love you, Gulliver. So happy to know I'll have a life with you, a home, a family with you.

He'd said he was in love with her. And that just filled her up and emptied her out again. It made her want to shake, it made her want to weep. It made her want to hold onto him as if her life depended on it.

That's what I used to tell her. And she'd say it's not the age, it's the seniority. She loves you. A lot. Feeling's mutual. What're you smiling at?

Un cerrojo. Por Dios, Ben, tú sí que sabes cómo volver loca a una mujer. —Sí, la verdad es que tengo un don. Tess sonrió mientras lo besaba. —Lo guardaré mientras viva. Si no abultara tanto, lo llevaría siempre junto al corazón.

love you. Take me. He kept his eyes open and on hers, watched tears swim and shimmer. Tell me. Ty. Her heart quaked, seemed to spill over. Then her fingers curled strong to his. Ty, she said again. Ti amo.

Love, the strong grip of it, steadied him.

Okay. Let's try this instead. He pulled her in, held her. Thanks. Can you do without the things you took to the castello for a few days? I'll have them packed up and sent. We need to go home, Ty. I need to be home. Best news I've had in days. He kissed the top of her head. Let's go.

me, when you hold me, it

But tonight, she embraced the truth. She loved. Had always loved, would always love.

Oh bugger it. You want fancy words? Maybe I could pull some Yeats out or something." "No, no, no." Laughing, she got to her feet, and felt stronger and surer than she'd ever felt before. "I meant it. This is romance, for me, from you. If you could say it just one more time. The three words, the word that matters more than others.

As his lips curved against hers, he was struck by a stab of love so sharp it stole his breath. He clutched her close, held on.

Being loved is exhilarating, exhausting. Like Christmas.

Gram and Pa never liked him. They gave him respect as my husband, as your father, but there was never any genuine affection there on either side.

for him, and especially

He grabbed her hands, yanked them to his lips, then laughed down at her. "You'll be mine, and I'll be yours. That's what I want." She laid her cheek on his heart. Love, she thought, given freely, taken willingly. There was no stronger magick. "It's what I want," she murmured, then smiled when she heard Alastar

I'll tell you this, when love comes, when the arrow strikes the heart, there's no stopping it. And even bleeding is a pleasure.

She reached out, found Eli's hand, brought it to her lips in a gesture Sophia had never seen her make

He called you his rose. He'd want you to bloom.

Choice turns out to be duty for both of us. But I'm here, and I'll wait. That's a choice, too, but it's not duty. I love you. It makes me afraid, and it makes me strong, but either way, I love you. So I'm here, and I'll wait.

Love is worry and joy together.

Don't say anything. Just let me look at you. He cupped her face, skimmed his hands back into her hair. Her skin was chilled, her eyes huge and full of worry. But she was here, she was whole. Just let me look. I'm fine. He drew her close, seemed to fold himself around her and rock. Sophia?

It's not love or anything, but I think I like you, too.

Make me into anything, but just love me.

Just for the record, she still loves you. She wouldn't bother to torture you if she didn't.