Quotes About Attraction

LADIES: never go for the guy who catches your eye, go for the one that captures your heart.

Ladies, the second you stop chasing him is the second he'll start chasing you.

Pride attracts the girl. Courage approaches the girl. Wisdom gets the girl. Strength puts up with the girl, but loyalty keeps the girl.

Those who can't have you, hate you, those who have you can't handle you are those who abuse you, lose you, and then there are those like me, who just can't refuse you!

I can't stop my heart from falling in love with you.

No matter how many gorgeous faces you set your eyes upon, if you already set your heart for someone, you will hardly notice anyone.

Omg. Just shut up and kiss me.

You're too good to be true. I can't take my eyes off you.

He's annoying, he's hilarious, he's he makes me yell, he drives me crazy, he's out of his mind, and he's everything I want.

You are my sugar rush, my cocaine bliss, my illegal high, my perfect kiss. You're an addiction that I always fail to resist.

I want you to want me. I need you to need me.

I don't know if I like you or love you, want you or need you. All I know is I love the feeling I get when I'm near you.

Your voice makes me tremble inside, And your smile is an invitation, For my imagination to go wild.

Lori sat way back in her chair and gave him the once-over. "What in the world's gotten into Ben Lawson? jokes? Flirting? Maybe I should sleep with Molly. I think she's got a magic hooha.

He smelled the way a man should smell when he was in your bed and working hard for it.

So ... you like her, Gabe?' Lauren pressed. 'Yes,' he answered, starting work on his spreadsheet again in an effort to stave off more questions. 'She's great, isn't she?' Shit. A smile tugged at his mouth and Lauren was standing right next to him. No question she could see it. He tried to cover himself by changing the subject.

Emma snapped from her daze. She sat forward and slid to ground so quickly that Hart was forced to scoot back.He fell to his backside, suddenly struck with the image of how he must look: sprawled on the floor with a cockstand, a pair of pink drawers in his fist. Utterly ridiculous. Corrupt. Depraved. Hart couldn't help but grin.

God, she loved a hairy male chest.

What's this?' I demanded, mimicking his hand motion. cole's gaze stopped roving. Looking me dead in the eyes, he said, 'Hot. Like...yesterday, you were...you know...whoa, but today...I mean, damn, woman. Damn!

Sometime after our third round, Ms. Mori cupped her chin with her right hand, elbow on the bar, and allowed me to light her cigarette, which, in my opinion, was one of the most erotic acts of foreplay a man can perform for a woman.

I quietly quaffed my cognac, discreetly admiring Lana's legs. Longer than the Bible and a hell of a lot more fun, they stretched forever, like an Indian yogi or an American highway shimmering through the Great Plains or the southwestern desert. Her legs demanded to be looked at and would not take no, non, nein, nyet, or even maybe for an answer.

All this time I kept my gaze fixed on hers, an enormously difficult task given the gravitational pull exerted by her cleavage. While I was critical of many things when it came to so-called Western civilization, cleavage was not one of them. The Chinese might have invented gunpowder and the noodle, but the West had invented cleavage, with profound if underappreciated implications.

would fall in love with the young, handsome,

Every object strives for its proper place. A book seeks to be near its truest admirer. Just as this helpless moth seeks to be near the candle that infatuates him.