Quotes About Romance

I want that, he said fiercely. What? For you to be around. Her breath caught. A tenuous hope took fire in her chest. Really? He closed his glowing eyes and shook his head. Yeah. It's fucking stupid. It's crazy. It's dangerous. So it'll fit right into your life script. He laughed and looked down at her. Yeah, pretty much.

They never held hands. Never kissed in front of anyone. And there were no covert hot glances, either. But then again, Blay was a gentleman. And Saxton the Classy Slut put on a good show. His cousin was a straight-up whore—

I think we're dating now Come on...I got you naked. You wore a damn corset. And don't get me started on the sponge bath afterward.

His slut of a cousin, his cocksucking, suit-wearing, Montblanc-up-theass cousin Saxton the Magnificent, was standing next to the queen, looking like a combination of Cary Grant and some model in a goddamn cologne ad. Not that Qhuinn was bitter. Because the guy was sharing Blay's bed. Nah. Nope. Not at all.

Saxton smelled really good and had a handshake that was firm. You've grown up a lot. Blay found himself flushing as he took his hand back. You're just the same. Am I? Those pearl eyes flashed. Is that good or bad? Oh...good. I didn't mean--- So tell me how you've been. Are you mated to some nice female your parents set you up with? Blay's laugh was sharp and hard. God, no. There's no one for me.

The thread of will-they-or-won't-they was the real driver of every word and glance and shift of body. So...this was a date, Blay thought. A subtextual negotiation slipcovered in talk of books read and music enjoyed.

She is . . . the moon in my night sky. And that is the beginning, middle, and end of it. There is no more to be told than that, and never shall I speak of her again.

And as he held his first true lover against him, feeling that familiar difference in their heights and smelling that wonderful cologne, part of him wanted to debate this break up until they both gave in and kept trying. But that wasn't fair.

He was having an illicit affair... with his own mate.

You are just as beautiful as the first time I saw you … You stopped my heart then – just froze it in my chest. And you stop it now.

V's smile didn't last long. Don't get your romantic side fired up about me and Jane, buddy. She's human. Butch's jaw dropped and he pulled a bobble. No, really? That's such a shocker! And here I thought she was a sheep. V shot Butch a fuck-ya stare.

Scratch what I said before. I think I am falling in love with you. Right here. Right now.

She pulled back the sheet. Good God, his sex was... It's gotten so...huge Butch barked out a laugh. You say the nicest things.

So if you had the chance . . . even if there was no music and no ballgown, no tuxedo or gala . . . when your true love asked you to dance? It was important to say yes.

You're so very naked, she whispered against his shoulder. He smiled into her hair. So are you.

if she thought she'd seen his eyes burn before, it was nothing compared to what they were doing now. Frost had never been so hot.

With all of my black and withered heart, I love you, my female.

When I lie this close to you, when I smell your scent, when I hear your voice, I know everything that matters. She looked down the length of him. You are the male I want to mate with. That's who you are.

Marissa in a long creamy gown. The cop in front of her, stroking her face, evidently poleaxed. All around them, the delicious scent of sex in the air.

Cuz it sure as hell appeared that his library card was getting stamped tonight.

Because, hey, nothing says, "I wanna date ya," like grounds for a restraining order.

Proprio non capisci, Ehlena? Con delicatezza le accarezzò il polpaccio e le sollevò il piede, posandolo sulla propria coscia. Poi, slacciando le stringhe della misera ballerina di tela Keds, mormorò: Qualunque cosa indossi... per me sarai sempre una regina.

Xcor's hands shifted up her body until he cupped her face. "It was all worth it." "What?" she choked out. "All that came before this one moment where I am loved by you. Even though we must part, I can say that what I feel for you made it all worth it." And then, with one final kiss…he was gone.

She wanted to walk into a crowded restaurant where a man would look up and take her into his arms with his eyes. She wanted to know what it was like to feel that she was beautiful to someone and had been eagerly waited for