Quotes About Attraction

There's something about blue eyes. The kind of blue that startles you every time they're lifted in your direction. The kind of blue that makes you ache for them to look at you again. Not the blue green or blue gray, the blue that's just blue. Cricket has those eyes.

I want to sleep in your bed." Her thighs tingled. "You must really like my mattress." He grinned. I never heard it called that, but yeah.

And he was still breathtakingly sexy... all muscles and male, leather and Levi's.

Frowning, she looked up. "You can't want to ravish me every time we meet." Oh, yes, he could. Demon gritted his teeth...

and so the lion fell in love with the lamb.

You know, you're hot and you've got that badass manly man thing going and I'm crazily attracted to you, but honestly, I suspect you're going to be a little too bossy for my tastes. Thanks for the offer on the whole love-me-die-for-me thing, but I'll pass.

Ever since I saw you in that hallway, I've been completely fixated on getting you naked. Inappropriate as hell, but I can't fucking help it.

It's sexy as hell to see you holding my weapon.

The golden beams of truth and the silken cords of love, twisted together, will draw men on with a sweet violence, whether they will or not.

If you always attach positive emotions to the things you want, and never attach negative emotions to the things you don't, then that which you desire most will invariably come your way.

Adjust your doctrine - or just minimize doctrine - to attract the world, and in the very process of attracting them, lose the radical truth that alone can set them free.

Somewhere between the intellectual idea of why we're attracted to certain things and the pragmatic reality is some form of ever-evolving truth.

You don't just turn off your feelings for someone, and that's a very hard, sad truth for people. When you're drawn to someone, even if they're not good for you, you feel connected. In a lot of ways.

Men like to chase and you have to let us chase you. I know. It's insulting. It's frustrating. It's unfortunately the truth.

The truth is, I always want to kiss you.

I can't help it if you drive me crazy."

She was a lovely magnet. So I acted just like a hunk of metal.

Her hair was a glory of tendrils for the snaring of husbands.

Bina rolls her eyes, hands on her hips, glances at the door. Then she comes over and drops her bag and plops down beside him. How many times, he wonders, can she have enough of him, already, and still have not quite enough?

From the first that was a part of his attraction to her: not her brokenness but her potential for being mended and, even more, the challenge that mending her would pose. He thought that if he took on the job of loving this broken woman, some measure of sense or purpose might be returned to his life. He thought that in mending her, he might also be mended.

From the first that was a part of his attraction to her: not her brokenness but her potential for being mended and, even more, the challenge that mending her would pose. He

She liked his car.

night before. His appreciation for the game had dropped markedly in recent years. He used the newspaper section mostly as a blind so that he could hold it up and appear to be reading while he was actually looking at Rachel. Other than the longer hair, she had changed little since he had last been with her. Still vibrantly attractive with an intangible sense of damage about her. It was in the eyes. They weren't the hardened

She laughed, and he saw one of her front teeth was chipped. This little imperfection only made him love her more