Quotes About Romance

DJ saw the change in his expression the moment before he dropped the ax, reached out with his gloved hand and, cupping her neck, drew her to him. "I believe you owe me a kiss.

I know what you're up to." "I doubt that." Hayes leaned toward her, his hand looping around the back of McKenzie's neck as he gently drew her to him. "Because if you could see what I was up to, then you'd know I was about to kiss you.

You don't have to treat me as if I'm made out of glass and might break," she said. "I'm a lot stronger than I look." "Is that right?" He looped an arm around her waist and pulled her to him right there in the street between their vehicles. Her full lips parted in surprise. Her sweet, warm breath commingled with his own. She let out a soft moan as he tasted her. Drawing her even closer, he deepened the kiss, demanding more.

She looked over at Austin. Light from one of the yards shone on his handsome face, catching her off guard. He wasn't just handsome. He was caring and kind and capable, as well. She warned herself not to let one kiss go to her head. Of course, she felt something for this man whod' saved her life twice and probably would have to again before this was over. But her pulse was still pounding hard from the kiss. It had been the best kiss she'd ever had.

Let me give you a little piece of advice. Most men like to do the chasing." Well, most men would have caught me by now.

A forbidden love that ended badly.

Jackson couldn't bear to see Allie like this. He pulled her to him and, dropping his mouth to hers, kissed her. She leaned into him, letting him draw her even closer as the kiss deepened. Fireworks lit the night, booming in a blaze of glittering light before going dark again. Desire ignited his blood. He wanted Allie like he'd never wanted anyone or anything before.

His gaze locked with hers. "I didn't know what my life was missing until I met you.

This woman would be the death of him.... He told himself he wouldn't be stupid enough to let her steal his heart.

His gaze locked with hers as he leaned into her, his mouth finding hers. She tasted the saltiness of her tears and the cold scent of the winter day on his lips.

She touched the hair curling at the nape of his neck, wanting the kiss to never stop.

A poem has no meaning to me unless it represents the essence of love.

Math becomes boring when you don't have a crush to suppose her in your equations.

What if we use Einstein's special theory of relativity to freeze time? The reason is simple and precise. The idea of freezing time is to freeze our love; Love always young and charming.

If you want it to be good girl Get yourself a bad boy

Love life readings are my least favorite things to do in the world because I can sit with Amber Rose and say look 'I'm seeing a 'T' name. This is gonna happen, stick with that relationship. Don't date a rapper.' And then she'll go and date a rapper.

There are two words that send romance authors into spasms of rapture: 'Downton Abbey.'

So many times you see beautiful lovemaking scenes with a lot of exposure or an awkward lovemaking scene, but I think it's very rare that you see it private.

It's rare that you can promote a love story and feel fear in a film.

It's rare that I go on a first date and don't want to go out again.

There's no shame in being romantic at all. I think people want to feel that sense of romance, which is rarely even attempted anymore.

My life isn't just one genre. It's a romance one minute, an action movie the next - it's actually rarely, rarely an action film, to be frank.

You always fall for the rascal or the guy who's got a little bit of the devil in him. You can't help it.

Who loves, raves.