Quotes About Romance

If this were an episode of Bridgerton,he'd be the "rake

From the very second he had asked her out, Carly knew she would never love anyone the way she loved him.

You always fall hardest the first time, don't you? There's no bottom to it. As I reached teenagehood and beyond, I'd hear guys say: I just don't get women. And sure, I didn't get women either, but wasn't that the best part, the not knowing? Where else could that wild, passionate, scream-it-from-the-rooftops love come from?

If a man doesn't know how to dance he doesn't know how to make love, there I said it!

It was San Francisco, after all; if you are a guy and you're worried about the girl you like hooking up with someone on her vacation, I suppose San Francisco is the safest bet, assuming she doesn't give her heart to a lesbian--and who among us hasn't done that?

Hotel rooms have an aphrodisiac quality.

I was brought up on a ranch but, because of my father, the romance of guns had somehow escaped me. In his eyes, a gun was a tool, not some half-assed deity. Guys who named their guns worried him and me. I

Some buckle bunny's bed, I suppose.

Her lips tarried at mine. Baiting each other with the warmth of our breath, barely grazing, detouring, then connecting.

Now those are lethal weapons." He stroked her lower lip with the pad of his thumb. "My heart stops every time you kiss me.

If a man wants to be romantically involved with you, he tries to kiss you. That's the entire story, and if he doesn't kiss you, there is never a reason to wait around for him.

Sometimes, a gal just can't have too many men. Maya

Instead of some pristine prince charming, she'd much rather have her big, bad wolf.

Luke caught Mina's chin in his left hand and turned her face toward him. 'Guess what, sweetheart?' 'What?' He grinned. 'I'm keeping you.

He lifted her up against that tiled wall. Spread her legs. Her mouth was still on him, lips, tongue, teeth… His fingers slid over her core. Pushed inside her sex. So wet. So hot. She clamped down on him and held tight.

Heaven and hell could wait. He had paradise right there in his arms.

He smiled at her. "You make me happy." As few things in this world ever had.

I've never seen anyone actually hit a bouquet away quite like that," a deep, dark male voice drawled. "Got to say, it was impressive.

The way I feel about you-it's wild and it's dark. I want you with me all the time. I want your body, your heart. I want you to need me as much as I need you.

He kissed her hard. He kissed her deep. He kissed her the way he wanted to fuck her.

Because this wasn't the way that Elijah really kissed. He didn't kiss like a gentleman. He kissed like a man possessed. A man desperate to have the woman he wanted.

So...who do you want to hit with your bouquet? I know how much you like slamming it around in a crowd." His

I want to date you, properly. The flowers and the dinners and anything and everything you want." He swallowed, cleared his throat. "And when you're ready, I want to marry you. If you'll have me." If?

This is the part where I kiss you.