Quotes About Attraction

I liked you, you know," he says. "I like you still." For a moment, I wonder what would happen if I hauled off and punched him.

I can't pretend that I don't like the sound of him screaming my name.

Come with me beneath the waves,' she calls to him. 'Drown with me in delight.' He laughs a little shakily. 'A compelling offer, but I must see my quest to its conclusion.

He leans in for a kiss and

Maybe I can't help being attracted to her the same way flies can't help being attracted to carnivorous plants.

O lady fair! O lady cruel! How I miss your sweet misrule. I miss your hair. I miss your eyes. But most of all, I miss your thighs.

If he's half as taken with you as you are with yourself, I imagine he'll be well pleased.

Sobre todo te odio porque pienso en ti. A menudo. Es repulsivo, pero no puedo evitarlo.

You sure you brought me here just to talk?' It turns out that having kissed someone, the possibility of kissing hangs over everything, no matter how terrible an idea it was the first time. The memory of his mouth on mine shimmers in the air between us.

He's Flint Your Tinder

It seems I have a singular taste for women who threaten me.

Against my shoulder she whispers, 'He's flint, you're tinder.

It isn't that mortals can't be pretty—many of them are—but their beauty doesn't make you feel pummeled by it. I feel a little pummeled by Oak's beauty. If I look at him too long, I want to take a bite out of him.

But now you've explained it," he says. "And you do love me." "I love you," I confirm. "Because I am clever and funny," he says, smiling. "You didn't mention my handsomeness." "Or your deliciousness," I say. "Although those are both good qualities.

Why are you looking at Jude like that?' I asked. 'I can't help it,' he said, never taking his gaze from you. 'I'm drawn to trouble.

He likes you this way, I think,' Cardan says. 'Flush-cheeked and furious.' 'I don't care what he likes,' I spit out. 'You seem to not care quite a lot.' His voice is dry, and when I look at him, I cannot read his face.

He kisses me again, and it's like falling off a cliff. Like a mountain slide, building momentum with every touch, until there is only crashing destruction ahead.

I look into his eyes. His hand slides to my hip, as though he might pull me closer. For a dizzy, stupid moment, something seems to shimmer in the air between us. page 98

I like him better than I've ever liked anyone and that of all the things he's ever done to me, making me like him so much is by far the worst.

kiss me until i'm sick of it

He kisses me again, and it's like falling off a cliff. Like a mountain slide, building momentum with every touch, until there is only crashing destruction ahead.

Il s'avère qu'après avoir embrassé quelqu'un, la possibilité d'un baiser plane en permanence

that I like him better than I've ever liked anyone and that of all the things he's ever done to me, making me like him so much is by far the worst.

Of course I want to be like them. They're beautiful as blades forged in some divine fire. And Cardan is even more beautiful than the rest. I hate him so much that sometimes when I look at him, I can hardly breathe.