Quotes About Kiss

I kissed her, because 1) when you're a demigod going into battle, every kiss might be your last, and 2) I like kissing her.

Will had kissed Nico for the first time in a moment of impulsiveness, something Nico didn't know Will had in him. The kiss had been just like this one, short and sweet. Then Will had pulled away, worry on his face, an apology tumbling from his lips. Nico had stopped him. Then kissed him back. In a moment so full of grief and rage and sadness, Will had given him … Light.

So this is where the rivalry started, Percy said. Yeah. Percy pulled Annabeth close and kissed her.... When Percy pulled away, Annabeth looked like a fish gasping for air. The rivalry ends here, Percy said. I love you, Wise Girl.

Percy, wake me for a second watch. Don't be a hero. He gave her that smirk she'd come to love.Who, me? He kissed her, his lips parched and feverishly warm. Sleep.

Its our loot. If you don't like it, you can kiss my quiver

Paolo gripped my shoulders and kissed my cheeks. I may have blushed. He was quite handsome when he wasn't bleeding out from dismemberment.

She kissed me, and I decided that I was glad too. A kiss in the sunset and the promise of a good bacon cheeseburger – with that kind of payoff, who needs immortality?

This is where he struck the earth, Annabeth said, where he made a saltwater sprong appear when he had the contest with my mom to sponsor Athens. So this is where the rivalry started, Percy said. Yeah Percy pulled Annabeth close and kissed her. The rivalry ends here, Percy said. I love youm Wise Girl.

Half delirious, I slipped my hands around Whit's thick neck. The second Idid he got confident.His mouth moved over mine in a rough, unpracticed, awkward back-and-forth motion, so fast it was as if he was trying to create fire with our lips.

Do I make you nervous? He asked. I shook my head. He pulled me back slightly, looked me in the eye, and smiled. Liar. And then he kissed me.

It was the first kiss of her life to which her nature had really responded. It was a flaming torch that kindled desire.

That] was the cruelty of fate, whether you were dying at sea or simply trying to get through high school. Sometimes fate kissed you. Sometimes it snubbed you. Sometimes it passed you a love note, and that note was a lie.

Suicide Note: The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss. -Langston Hughes

I leaned forward and kissed him. His eyes widened, then his lips parted and he kissed me back, mouth warm and firm against mine and that floating feeling washed over me and through me, and it was so amazing that when it ended, I just stayed there, my face so close to his I could feel his breath, see those incredible amber eyes, and that was all I could see, all I wanted to see.

So, is it too young for you? He leaned over, lips coming to mine, arms pulling me into a kiss, soft at first, tentative, then ... wow. The guy could kiss. I finally had to pull back to catch my breath. Good answer? he said. Yep. You like them young. He flushed. That was not the message. Are you sure? Because it certainly seems-- He cut me off with another oxygen-depriving kiss.

Was it okay? he asked. I smiled. Better than okay. So I won my pass to date two? You did. Good His face lowered toward mine and I knew what was coming. I knew it. But when his lips touched mine, I still jumped. S-sorry, I—I Skittish as a cat, he murmured.

I kissed him until I couldn't breathe, and then I kissed him a little more, until I had to pull back, gasping. "I have got to die more often," he said. And he grinned, that incredible blaze of a grin that made me kiss him again.

So did I hear right?" he said. "Race to the top? Winner gets a kiss?" "Maya's done seven climbs in a row," Daniel said. "You can race me." "But I don't want to kiss you.

Are you mad because I didn't take the kiss? It wasn't an insult. I have every intention of cashing that check. Just not with all your friends watching." "I appreciate that." "Yeah?" Another searching look. Then he smiled. "Good." "Doesn't mean I'll accept the chit when you cash it. But you scored points for chivalry.

I tugged him into the nook, wrapped my hand around the front of his shirt, pulled him to me, and kissed him. He chuckled, the vibration buzzing through our kiss. I'm bold, but I'd never been this bold. With Rafe, I could be. He liked bold. If his return kiss was any indication, he liked it a whole lot.

So did I hear right?" he said. "Race to the top? Winner gets a kiss?" "Maya's done seven climbs in a row," Daniel said. "You can race me." "But I don't want to kiss you ." Everyone laughed. Everyone except Daniel.

He bent down and his kiss was so full of longing that tears pricked my eyes again. When another one rolled down my cheek, he wiped it away. "No more of that," he said. "I'm just--" "I know." His lips moved to my ear. "So am I.

I held you, or I never held you, or I held you briefly, once, long ago, and you kissed me while my heart kept time. — Kelly Cherry, from "First Marriage," When She Named Fire: An Anthology of Contemporary Poetry by American Women (Autumn House Press, 2008)

The kiss of peace, which was part of the ritual of the mass, was the symbol of trust, and no contract, from a wedding to a truce, was complete without it.