Quotes About Romance

Still, he moved slowly, taking his time as much to prolong this moment as to gauge her reaction. He laid his hands on her hips as the rain beat and splashed, sliding them up her body, smooth and sexy as he lowered his head, paused - one long breath - then fit his mouth to hers. This, he thought as the took her face in his hands. Just this, so worth the wait. Soft, sweet, a yielding tremor, and her arms came up to wrap around his waist, to draw him into her.

With his mind full of the engaging Rosalind, he stared at Mac. "Hi, sorry to interrupt." He lurched to his feet, scattered his papers so some sailed to the floor. "Ah, it's all right. No problem. I was just . . ." He bent to retrieve papers as she did the same, and knocked his head against hers. "Sorry, sorry." He stayed down, met her eyes. "Crap." She smiled, and the dimples came out to play. "Hello, Carter.

No sooner looked but they loved.

Flowers, champagne, caviar. Do you usually come so well equipped when you break and enter? Only when I want to apologize and throw myself on the mercy of a beautiful woman.

Whatever happened to women who liked to be swept off their feet?' 'They got dropped,' Diana said flatly.

Well, I'd find sleeping with you a pleasant thing, but I'd prefer making love with you a few dozen times first.

I didn't want to fall for anybody. It's so messy. I'm so happy it was you. I'm so happy to love you, Gulliver.

O amor, qualquer que seja o tempo, quaisquer que sejam os obstáculos, dura sempre.

Everything she'd ever read about love was true, she discovered. The sun shined brighter, the air smelled fresher. Flowers were more colorful, the songs of birds more musical.

I'm not after romance. It's the sort of thing that weakens resolve and clouds sense.

Why do people always think being lovers shouldn't be complicated?

I believe in us. - He kissed her again, swayed with her. - You're the one I can dance with.

Where he listened some more until I'd pretty well run it down. Then he walked me back and—" "You invite him back in and have sex," Emma prompted. "Get your own sexy breakfast story. I felt mildly embarrassed, and really grateful, so I give him a little peck. A 'thanks, pal' kind of peck. The next thing I know I'm in the middle of a brain-frying, blood-pumping, jungle-drum-beating kiss.

sexy." "I'm not interested in funny and sexy with Malcolm Kavanaugh." "Parker, if you weren't interested, on some level, you'd have flicked him off like lint on a lapel. He . . ." Laurel searched for the right word. "He intrigues you." "No, he . . . Maybe." "As your friend, let me say it's nice to see you intrigued by a man, especially since I like the

The guy—he's an eager beaver—more eager, I'd say, because he wants to impress you. Sends you longing glances." "He does not." "Serious crush. I know just how he feels." Now she snorted. "A crush is different from wanting to get a woman naked and onto any available flat surface." "Oh. Guess I don't know how he feels, then.

She glanced down to where Seth's fingers were still curled around her arm. Are you testing my biceps, Lieutenant? I do like to think they're firm. Your muscle tone's fine. From what he could see of her in the filmy ivory slacks, it appeared more than fine.

She read the Gaelic and her eyes misted. 'My heart is your heart. Ever and always.

She wanted to take a look at you, too. She heard you were a hunk. Is that so? Amused, Brian shifted. Did you tell her that? I certainly did not. I have more respect for you than to speak of you in such a sexist way. Respect's a good thing. He yanked her into the box, crushing his mouth to hers before she could laugh. But I'm banking on passion just at the moment. Have you passion for me, Keeley? he murmured against her mouth.

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He worked for two hours, perfecting the storyline-the situation, the setup, the punchline.After changing her tire and practicing macho lines to impress her, Macintosh ended up with five dollars, a stutter, and soaked shoes as Veronica zoomed out of his life.

She started to speak, to ask politely for a glass of white wine. Then he smiled, a slow, lazy curving of lips that inexplicably set her insides a fluttering and turned her mind into a buzzing mess of static.

I started my illustrious career with a pitchfork in my hand and saddle soap in my pocket. Idly he tugged a white blossom from the vine, tucked it into her hair. The gesture flustered her-the easy charm of it-and made her remember they were walking in the moonlight, among the flowers. Not,she reminded herself, a good idea.

If you were cheap we'd be having sex now, soup later. 'That's supposed to be funny. It is, but only a little.

Il y a dans notre amour plus de magie que la plupart des gens n'en connaîtront jamais.