Quotes About Attraction

Watching him with one eye, she wondered if men ever figured out that they were more appealing when they were pursuing their own work than when they were pursuing a woman.

Maybe there were a hundred different ways to fall in love.

He consumed me in a different way- the way his eyes made everything jump inside of me when I looked into them, his laughter, temper, the way he sometimes struggled for words, the way his jaw twitched when he was angry, the thoughtful way he listened to me, his incredible restraint and resolve in the face of overwhelming odds. When I looked at him, I saw the easygoing farmer he could have been, but I also saw the soldier and prince that he was.

I hated that I found him—appealing. Not just his appearance, but the confidence of his strides, the calculations in his gaze, his cockiness, his damned voice. I hated the ridiculous flip-flop my stomach did just now when I caught him looking at me.

He looks at me and I know he is going to say no but I don't turn away and I don't stop looking because ever since Mira said I noticed him I have made a point not to notice him and for the first time I am noticing that his eyes have a dark ring of brown around a golden iris and I find that infinitely interesting because my eyes are the same color and I think he notices this too at the exact same moment and a chill shivers over me, and like a miracle, he says, "Let's go.

Yes, I want to kiss you, Jase Ballenger. Not for show or to make the best of it. I want to kiss you because I want you, every part of you, even the parts that infuriate me beyond telling, because you've infected me with a poison that I don't want to flush out, because you're a mad viper twisting around my middle, cutting off my breath, yet I want you more than I want to breathe.

There was so much I didn't know about the ways between a man and woman. But I knew I wanted him. And I knew he wanted me.

Yes, I thought, there are a hundred ways to fall in love.

I wondered how I had not seen how beautiful his eyes were the first time we met.

Because power, I had learned, could be just as seductive as a warm loaf of bread.

connected?" I licked again, a broad swipe. "Your fangs and your cock, I mean? They're both long

Down at the shooting range, with her fair complexion set off by her black robes and a thick braid of fiery hair falling over her shoulder, he'd had to back away and cross his arms to ensure that he would not involuntarily reach out and touch her. Having Juliet break his arm for impertinence would be a poor start to their journey.

But why, she thought wryly, did a man seem more attractive as he became less available? How humbling to think one had so much in common with a cow stretching its neck through a gate for better grass.

Winning her would be like coaxing a butterfly to land on his hand. Patience, gentleness, and perhaps a prayer or two would be required.

He was a thoroughly bad hat, then, but that was the kind, of course, that nice women broke their hearts over.

He would have been far more attractive to her if she could have trusted him. You could not love a man who was always playing hide-and-seek with you; that was the lesson she had learned.

Men are embarrassingly easy to seduce.

All really great lovers are articulate, and verbal seduction is the surest road to actual seduction.

Not only that, thoughts, actions, and words have the power to draw to themselves whatever elements are necessary to become concrete reality.

Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation.

We love each other like matches in the dark. We don't talk, we catch fire instead

Le comble de la séduction, c'est de lui donner l'illusion que tu n'es pas en train d'essayer de la séduire.

My handicap will be a weapon of seduction? Do you really think so?

Les silences entre les mots s'espacent, les bruits produits par mon horloge commencent à attirer son oreille. - Tu as beaucoup de succès au train fantôme, toutes les filles sont sorties le sourire aux lèvres, lâche-t-elle soudainement, décapitant l'ange qui passe.