Quotes About Communication

Taking a sip of the hot chocolate he'd made her, she met his gaze, those eerie eyes of endless black impenetrable, unreadable. "Max?" "Yes?" "Will you remember me?" His heart broke into a thousand pieces. "Always.

Do I look like I want to be eaten alive after sex?

His hands clenched. "Sugar, I'm this close to tearing off your clothes and teaching you exactly how badly I take you keeping secrets from me. Your choice. Talk or get naked.

I ain't no Psy, Ms. Aleine, but even us dumb animals know when two people start exchanging thoughts, something's going on." She narrowed her eyes at his smug tone. "It was a coincidence." "Baby, when I think about my body, I don't focus on my cock.

If he decided to pursue Sienna...Sucking in a breath Indigo promised herself she'd warn the girl if and when the time came-because no woman should have to face that campaign unprepared.

Have you ever made her angry?" If the cop said that he and his wife lived in a state of constant connubial bliss, Andrew decided he'd have full cause to throw a punch. Max raised an eyebrow. "Sure, I'm human." He slid the phone into the pocket of his suit pants and rose to his feet with a distinctly amused glint in his eyes. "Making up is the fun part, in case you haven't figured that out yet.

Do tell. It might be entertaining to see who gets to you first." "Excuse me if entertaining you isn't at the top of my agenda.

Drew told me to never, ever talk to him about sex. As far as he's concerned, I'll be a virgin until I'm a hundred, same as Brenna.

Dearest Matthew, We buried your father today. Do you know what his last words were to me? "Damn stubborn woman.

When was the last time you lost an argument?" He pretended to think about it. Then, leaning down, he whispered in her ear, "A few hours ago when you refused to stop the car and crawl into the backseat with me.

What was that?" "Really excellent sex." "You were trying to sex me into submission." "Did it work?" A lazy grin as he turned to look at her. "I was just trying to be me.

Ms. Baird, no one is good or bad at sex by themselves," he drawled. "It's a team effort, and you know I'm a team player.

He leaned down until his lips brushed her ear. "I told you to stop flinching." And then he bit her. A slow, painless nip but there were definitely teeth involved.

When he'd been younger and first starting to feel the urge to rut with females - and before he'd grown up to the point where many of the opposite sex found him irresistible - he'd tried to court girls by bringing them meat and shiny things. It turned out he'd scared them. "Most women and girls," Dmitri had told him, "don't know what to do when a man drops a hunk of raw meat in their hands.

That's your pitch to women? Let's get naked?" He snorted. "No wonder your balls are blue.

Tell me," she whispered. And he, the archangel used to keeping a thousand secrets, told her.

Zach. You can only call me Mr. Quinn when you're angry.

I won't take advantage of you. Today, I'll be your friend." "Fen has been my friend for decades," she said, sliding her arm into his when he offered it to her. "And he never presumed to put his mouth on mine." "Obviously I'll be a different kind of friend.

I didn't realize," she said in a voice so polite it drew blood, "that fawning over you was part of the job requirement.

Can you two keep from tearing each other's throats out during however long it takes to find Nash?" Lucas's dry tone did nothing to hide the feline amusement in his eyes as he broke into her line of sight. "Or maybe I should be worrying about clothes instead?

So you really meant what you said to me yesterday?" Her voice rose. "I should find myself a nice wolf and settle down?" He fought off the rising incursions of dissonance, the razor blades sliding through his brain stem and traveling down his spine. "That would be rushing things.

A woman who knows me, understands what I am, and who wants to have secret rules with me.

Am I invited to this movie night," Sam interrupted to say, "or were you planning to ignore me sitting right here?" "The ignore one," Inés answered, quick as a shot. "My heart is broken." "I bleed for you." "Cruel." "It wasn't my best effort.

Frustrated, Ria threw down her napkin and rose to her feet. "If he's that great, you marry him. I will not marry a man who hasn't even attempted to French-kiss me the entire year we've been 'dating.'" Her parents yelled her name, but Jet's incredulous voice drowned them out. "Seriously? Not even a little tongue? You're right-- dude is lame.