Quotes About Affection

Can't you just tell me now?" "No, I need someone to eat with." A slight smile rose to my lips. "Am I supposed to believe that I'm your only option?" "No. But you're my favorite option.

The first moment I saw you, I knew you were my share of the world. I?ve always loved you. If I could choose my fate, I?d never be parted from you. Acushla ... pulse of my heart, breath of my soul ... there?s nothing on this earth more fair and fine than you. Your shadow on the ground is sunlight to me.

All I would ever ask of a wife," he murmured, "is that she would bear me some affection. That she might be happy to see me at the end of the day.

I love you enough for the both of us. And there must be something about me worth loving. If you would just try…

You sweet…beautiful…lunatic," he heard himself mutter.

Turning to Winterborne, he remarked casually, "No one's ever showered me with cash before. I must say, it inspires feelings of instant affection.

As she watched while Gabriel sorted through the medicine spoons, she decided to take the bull by the horns. "You probably already know this," she said bluntly, "but I love you. In fact, I love you so much that I don't mind your monotonous handsomeness, your prejudice against certain root vegetables, or your strange preoccupation with spoon-feeding me. I'm never going to obey you. But I'm always going to love you." The

Did you fall in love with her?" "I care about her. A lot." "You're not supposed to marry someone if you don't fall in love with her." "Well, love is a choice, too." Holly shook her head. "I think it's something that happens to you." Mark smiled into her small, earnest face. "Maybe it's both," he said, and tucked her in.

His hand passed repeatedly over her hair in the gentlest of caresses, and she heard him murmur in his dark-angel voice, "Rest, my love. I'm watching over you.

You thought I was peculiar," she said in a muffled voice. His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck. She felt that he was smiling. "Darling love… you are.

Bending his head over hers, Leo murmured, "When I give you away at the altar, Bea, I want you to remember something. I'm not really giving you away. I'm merely allowing him the chance to love you as much as the rest of us do." Beatrix's eyes watered, and he leaned against him. "He does," she whispered. "I think so, too," her brother whispered back. "I wouldn't let you marry him otherwise.

I think I'm in love with her. Either that, or I have a stomach disease with a side effect of uncontrollable sweating.

I love you," she said wretchedly. "And if I were well, no power on earth could keep me away from you. If I were well, I would take you to my bed, and I would show you as much passion as any woman could.

Sleep," she heard him whisper. "And if you have any more nightmares...I'll kiss them all away.

Lord St. Vincent sees to it that his wife is dressed like a queen. I'll tell thee summat: if she wanted the moon for her looking glass, he'd find a way to pull it down for her.

I closed my eyes, thinking, Let me love you, Hardy, just let me.

When she awakened, Hunter was watching her with eyes like dark velvet. "You're the last woman I'll ever make love to," he said, stroking her breast, toying with the rosy peak. She stroked his sun-streaked hair and the hard nape of his neck, loving the feel of him against her. "Good," she whispered. "Keep me with you, Lara. I don't want to leave you.

Sweet," he whispered, and stole a kiss from her lips. "Sweet… let me stay with you a little longer." -Jack to Amanda

He approached her with great care. Sinking to his haunches, he contemplated her with immeasurable tenderness and concern. One of his big hands moved, shoving aside some of the books until the space between their bodies was clear. "It's me, love," he said softly. "Everything's all right.

Dearest Lily." Penelope took her hand and pressed it between her own. "Since I was a little girl, I've always thought of you as the most beautiful, most courageous, most everything. But not practical. Never practical.

Dane touched my chin and lifted my face upward, and kissed me gently. Only then did I understand that Dane had always been a friend I had slept with, and how entirely different that was from having a lover who could be a friend.

You're a strong woman, Annabelle. Stronger than I would have believed." "No, it's my love for you that is strong.

I figured I couldn't love you as much as I do, without you feeling something for me too.

I just want to say this thing about Jonathan Van Ness: I love that boy more than life itself.