Quotes About Attraction

Ella was a perfect study in contradictions, and I'd somehow contracted her like a beautiful disease.

Branches etched a network of veins across the starry night sky. My own veins were exposed and raw from my attraction to Ella—attraction, hell. More like obsession.

Amiel was looking at me with the kind of interest that made my mouth dry up. I was Braille and his eyes were fingers.

Frankie sat there, oblivious to them all, the pastel warm between her fingers, thinking about the fact that Sam knew her name, thinking about the way his lower lip curled under his teeth to pronounce it, thinking about his lips and teeth and hair and bones and all the other truths of a body that seem so mundane when that body is yours, and so fascinating when that body belongs to someone else.

It was delicious, his horror. She wanted to see it up close. She wanted to eat it.

As his flesh touched my spirit, the feeling of falling turned into a feeling of flying. I was soaring through time toward him.

He was stunning,incredible,unlike anything she had ever seen before.Around her,the crowd noise dissipated to a dull hum,but she barely noticed.Her gaze was slowly traveling the length of him,taking in his predatory stance and powerful muscle and tanned skin.

If you want me, just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve? You just put your lips together and blow." (as Marie 'Slim' Browning in To Have and Have Not )

The world, I sometimes think, is filled with someone liking someone who likes someone else who likes someone else.

Something passes between us that I'm pretty sure both of us can feel, even though neither one of us says anything. It's not even any kind of attraction, even though I've been feeling that on and off all night. This is something different. We have a secret now. A secret from Ava.

I am freaked out, Jace. I'm freaked out because for some reason, I can't stop thinking about you. I can't stop thinking about how it feels to kiss you, about how happy I was when we were going to be together, about how even though I feel like I should hate you, my heart knows that I don't.

I remember how Sebastian and I met in study hall, how the first time I saw him he was reading Pride and Prejudice , and how I thought that was really sexy. Of course, I would come to find later that it was the only book he'd read, like, ever, and the only reason he was reading it was to impress some college girl he'd met at a party the weekend before. That should have been a sign that maybe he and I weren't going to be the best match.

Dating is all about the chase. It's fun!

You don't always choose who you love, sometimes it just happens.

He growled a sigh and her insides got all warm and gooey. She really needed to date nice men who didn't growl. -Lily Travis

I know what pheromones are! But that's mumbo jumbo. You're just horny, I'm just horny. It's not science.

He knew he'd be back, because he had a bit of a like on for the very charming, blushing Elise. Like was a good thing between two single adults. Especially if it entailed naked and horizontal moments.

Elise ran back to her room to freshen up. Just because she wasn't looking for a boyfriend didn't mean she couldn't look nice enough to inspire some wank bank fantasies for Brody.

That mama-bear, elegant-and-modest-on-the-outside, hot-as-allfuck-on-the-inside thing was ringing his doorbell. And God help him, he knew it was beyond inappropriate to be making up fuck fantasies about this woman right then but he couldn't help it.

You still smell like the best thing I've ever tasted.

The first time he'd laid eyes on Renee's sister he'd been hooked. Hooked on her scent. The sound of her voice. Her prickly demeanor. Oh how he loved that she could be so bitchy. She was a woman who would brook no bullshit, though he had the feeling she hadn't always been so.

There's silence for a long moment as we all watch him go: then, like air whizzing out of a balloon, we all deflate. No more excitement for us. The hot boy has left the building.

Even if I don't know a girl, or even if I know her but don't necessarily like her, I'm all the time falling in love for brief, intense spurts.

She loved anyone and anything that didn't love her back, so long as it made her feel alive.