Quotes About Attraction

Men like him should be required by law to carry a heart defibrillator. He

She took a sip of water and absorbed the dismaying realization that she was attracted to him, even though she wanted to hit him in the head with that beer bottle.

I want you to want me, not just to make me want you.

Thanks, but seriously . . ." She regarded him with earnest eyes and what she hoped was a semi-shy expression. "You're way too hot for me." "That just means I can warm you up faster." She

Ven, chico. La joven no está interesada. Mientras Digger lo alejaba de allí, Tater le lanzó por encima del hombro una mirada de adolescente enamorado. Daisy no sabía si sentir temor o agradecimiento por gustarle al menos a alguien de ese horrible circo.

She loved him. There it was. The thing she'd vowed would never happen. She loved Theo Harp. Not just his body or his face. Not just for sex or companionship. Definitely not for his money. She loved him for who he was. For his beautiful, tortured, kind soul.

She was voluptuous, full-blown, past her prime, and he'd never wanted a woman more.

If only she were one of those sublimely mysterious women who could control a man with the flicker of an eyelash or a single smoldering glance.

llevo años observando que cuanto más indiferente se muestra un hombre, más interesada se vuelve la mujer.

Las mujeres anhelan lo que no pueden tener, incluso aunque no sea bueno para ellas.

I want him to see me as I saw him then. I want him to find me alone at the end of the day with the sun in my hair. I want his heart to buckle, too.

Love at first sight. Needed glasses.

she sipped her drink and tried not to stare at Dalgliesh. But he was murderously handsome, dark as a gypsy, with sleepy, bedroom eyes, his hunter's gaze shuttered now that he was lounging relaxed in his chair, his brandy glass resting on his chest. His legs were stretched out before him…

So he wanted a night of sex with the voluptuous Lady Grafton, it looked as though the old mainstay of suave flattery was on the agenda. Perhaps even a hitherto unpracticed sincerity might be of use. Which called into questions what exactly he was sincere about? Other than sex.

I don't think love is something you can start and stop by choosing. Our hearts tell us who we will love, noth teh other way

I don't think love is something you can start and stop by choosing. Our hearts tell us who we will love, not the other way.

don't think love is something you can start and stop by choosing. Our hearts tell us who we will love, not the other way.

I would have fallen in love with you anywhere.

Even in Los Angeles, where there is no shortage of remarkable hairdos, Harry Peak attracted attention.

Her lips taste like mint from toothpaste or gum, or sometimes like cherries or grapes from her lip gloss. She's soft when I hold her, with curves where my hands rest, and when I touch her I think stupid caveman things like, mine and totally mine —oh yeah, and all mine .

I realized with even more surprise that while it already seemed that I was interested in doing whatever it was this man wanted, I did not want to pick up another girl. I would be too jealous. I didn't want to share him.

There was an alluring symmetry to him.

I realized that he'd been trying to work up the interest to flirt with me.

I remembered that it was masculine gestures that aroused me.