Quotes About Attraction

You are full of a light that draws us in like moth to a flame, and we would willingly burn in the depths just for a single taste.

Her outfit must have penetrated his unconscious. She wore a shirt of softly fringed suede that clung to her breasts like an unforgiven sin.

I wondered if this was a thing regular mothers felt looking at their daughters from a distance, finding them perilous in their magnetic beauty, which makes no distinction in which screws and nuts it attracts.

Our reservation is not real estate, luck fades when sold. Attraction has no staying power, no weight, no heart.

Once in his life, every man is entitled to fall madly in love with a gorgeous red head.

She had a thing for cocky assholes. When they expressed interest in her it seemed meaningful. When nice guys hit on her, she had trouble caring. 

And the meaning of love, its power and happiness, consists in the fact that, in loving one person, you are liberated from others, from attraction and longing for them.

Personally, I felt no urge to hook up with James. He was handsome enough, or whatever, but he reminded me of margarine. Sneakers that were still stiff from the store. Maybe a roll of thick, bleached paper towels.

It made me think of how thin the border was between attractive and not, and yet, if it was there, you didn't want to cross it.

The more I see you," he said quietly, "the more I want you.

Lucern was worth giving up chocolate. Dark chocolate, white chocolate, milk chocolate - she would happily give it all up for him.

So, you like him and find him handsome and he has fine … parts," she said delicately, then added, "I am sure I heard a but in there however?" "Aye." Seonaid sighed, then admitted Blake's fault. "He has a huge cock.

If this is a dream, why aren't I young and handsome for you? You are young and handsome to me, she said huskily, and reached up to slip one hand around his neck. I like you just the way you are. I find you sexy just as you are. I want you just as your are.

Annabel stopped rubbing the center of her lower back and ducked her head to hide the blush his words had brought on. It made Ross want to kiss her. Reminded

Valerie sat back in her seat and sipped at her wine, doing her best to ignore the way Anders's leg was pressing against her own under the table. He had been touching, brushing up against, or sneaking caresses all night. First under cover of their working together in the kitchen and then under cover of the table as they'd eaten. He was driving her wild.

The lass was bonnie enough, he acknowledged as his gaze slid over the waves of strawberry blond hair that framed her heart-shaped face.

She drawled, I think I'd really like to see that gun of yours later.

It's every woman's nightmare. Waking up in a sexy man's bed only to find he doesn't want you? Definitely a nightmare.

I wouldn't think it happens easily or often, never for some people. I imagine a love like that is like a fire starting with a spark and growing into a blaze becoming an engulfing passion too hot for most people to withstand.

I don't know. Maybe the fellow from my own home town. He's very good looking, Stevie.' Kit said this partly to put the glamorous Frankie in the position of knowing that Stevie was out of bounds, partly to convince herself. In her heart she knew that Stevie was cheap and obvious.

What part of the human mind or body was so inefficient that it could make you think you loved someone so wildly unsuitable?

Do you like Stevie?' 'No, but he's good-looking.' 'And is Philip O'Brien good-looking?' 'No, but he's keen on you.' Clio had the world sorted out.

he must not know how much power he had to move her.

You're not bad-looking, Kit. Fellows are always saying that you look terrific. Could you sort of set yourself at him and get him. Distract him from Anna … then she'd come back to me.' Her first instinct was to laugh. Kit McMahon, a Mata Hari who could attract the desire of any man away from a little blonde beauty like Anna Kelly!