Quotes About Smile

Even now the wicked spirit lurked there, a glint of mischief in the darkness of heat and desire. It made her smile, and she brought her smile to his mouth and gave it to him. "Miss you," she whispered. "So much.

Emotion choked her. "Since meeting you you've made me feel a lot of things. But not guilt. Not even when I kicked you." He smiled. "Glad to hear it. So what do you say we go check on your sister? I can almost picture her with her ear to the door." Through the door, Natalie said. "Damn right. Now bring my sister back out here.

The smile made her want to hug him, and maybe love him up some more. Stupid smile.

You had a package. It was torn, so I looked in." She lifted one of a stack of firefighter calendars, with his own mug and half-naked body on the cover. "Nice," she said, a ghost of a smile crossing her lips. "Mr. 2008." He bit back a sigh. "It's for charity." "And you definitely contributed.

He flashed her a smile, and holy mother of God, it was wickedly sexy.

He slid her a look, and she held up her hand in a solemn vow, making him smile. Were you a Girl Scout? he asked. Not even a little bit, she said. -Matt and Amy

New rule, he said. No more rules. She smiled. And if I agree to this 'no more rules,' what's in it for me? Me. She felt the smile burst bloom across her face. Well, if that's not the best offer I've ever had.

I'm not a lot of trouble," she said. His gaze slid to her mouth. "You sure about that?" "Completely." And then she flashed him an indeed trouble-filled smile. And that's when he knew. He was the one in trouble. Deep trouble.

Smile. Be friendly. Ask "Can I help you?" in a tone that suggests you actually mean it, and not that you'd like to rip the head off whoever's interrupting you. (You smiling yet?)

Oh boy. "Aren't you afraid that might express personal interest?" His smile was a little naughty. "I've had my tongue down your throat. I'm pretty sure I've already expressed personal interest.

He looked her over, making her every nerve ending tingle with awareness, though his gaze was more inquisitive than sexual, as if making sure she was okay, though she had no idea why she wouldn't be. Then he smiled, and oh, how her misbehaving nipples loved that predatory smile. If his intense, concerned once-over had done things to her, his smile just about undid her from the inside out. -Amy

Maybe I've already died and gone to heaven. She lifted her hand with a smile. You think this is heaven? You're touching and kissing me, he said. So yeah, I think this is heaven.

The question is, did you get your life-changing experience? Amy looked at Matt and smiled. I did. Matt's entire heart turned over in his chest. Damn, he said, pulling her in. Damn, I love you. Watch the arm! Josh warned. He's not watching that arm, Ty said as Matt kissed Amy again.

With that same small smile still playing on his mouth, Aidan lifted his hands in a stance of mock surrender and took a step back. Which meant she couldn't very well run him over now. Instead she let her tires chirp as she accelerated out of the parking lot like the hounds of hell were on her heels. Because in a way, they were.

It was the cheesy gesture of knocking every thing off your desk that got me. He met her gaze and smiled. I've got more cheesy moves. Bring them on.

Finn smiled and blew half her brain cells. "You going to teach me how to have fun, Pru?" he asked in that low, husky voice.

The law can be dirty, she said. As he well knew, but he wasn't going there. Instead, he let a teasing smile come into his voice. True. And I can be very dirty, but only when I'm off duty, and only if you ask real nice.

Lucille smiled innocently. "Mischief managed." She sent Callie a wink and moved off.

His smile was badass wicked and filled with trouble as he put a knee on the bed and began to crawl toward her with nefarious intent in his sharp gaze.

Tavi looked wildly around the courtyard, and when his gaze flicked toward them, his face lit witha ferocious smile. Uncle Bernard! Uncle Bernard! he shouted, pointing at Doroga. He followed me home! Can we keep him?

Did you shout 'Parkour'? Michael asked. Well, sure, I said. That was kinda Parkour-like. Michael fought to keep a smile off his face. Harry, he said, I'm almost certain one does not shout 'Parkour.' I believe one is supposed to simply do Parkour. Do I criticize your Latin battle cries? No, never once.

She looked up at me with a polite smile, her dark hair long and appealing...I liked the smile. Maybe I didn't look like a beaten-up bum. Maybe on me it just looked ruggedly determined. I'm sorry, sir, she said, but the addiction counseling center is on twenty-six. Sigh.

Thomas has the kind of whiter-than-white boyish grin that makes women's panties spontaneously evaporate.

Lean forward a little, my lord, Toot said instantly, and shouted, Hey, Kernal Purpleweed! Come watch the Za Winter Lord Knight's back! I fought not to smile. No, that's a metaphor, I said. Toot frowned and scratched his head. I don't know what it's for.