Quotes About Romance

We slept as much as we wanted, made love twice a day, read and wrote letters and played cards.

Now come get some champagne before Denys swills it all." Denys. Though I'd only met him briefly on the street in Nairobi, for some reason my heart jumped at the sound of his name.

He pulled me into the room and way lay on the featherbed and made love. And I was reminded of what was best about us. How very easy and natural we could be as bodies, with no sharp angles or missteps and no need for talking. How in bed, as nowhere else, he was my favorite animal and I was his.

The Philadelphia Story, but

Oh." I leaned back in his arms and felt my head go woozy. —

Woman, I've crushed more Campbells than ye'll ever know, and Ill go to my grave with a Campbell's heart clutched within my fingers." "Will that heart be mine, my laird?" "It might.

Margaret quirked her lips, looking much like the imp their mother used to call her. "What flower would ye pick for Katherine Campbell?" Callum snorted. "I wouldna pick flowers." "Ye let her take a bite out of ye." Maggie looked up at him, then cut him off when he opened his mouth to speak. "Ye fancy her. What flower would ye pick for her?" "Tulips," he mumbled, ignoring her knowing smirk.

I'll no' love ye, Kate Campbell. No' ever.

At first she thought him nothing more than a careless rogue, taking her as a wife just to have her in his bed. But she

I like kissing you," he whispered roughly, dipping his forehead against hers. "I like kissing you, too," Sam breathed. I am mad with desire for you. He told her silently. But there's more to it. I want to make you happy. I find that I'm not happy unless you are. What does it mean? She wasn't sure what it meant, but she liked it.

He leaned forward, over her. "The sight of you—the scent of you is driving me mad, Sam. Shall I beg you for a kiss the way Sir Tristan did with Lady Patrice?" He looked down into her eyes and smiled. That smile was Sam's undoing.

Her slender shoulders slumped making Marcus want to go to her and vow he'd never hurt her the way he could as a Drakkon.

When the bespangled Miss Charisse wraps her phenomenal legs around [Fred] Astaire, she can be forgiven everything—even the fact that she reads her lines as if she learned them phonetically.

A woman who loves her husband is merely paying her bills. A woman who loves her lover gives alms to the poor.

Alexander Barrington, I want forever love in you.

Shura...are you...in love with me?" "Turn to me," Alexander said. She turned. "Tatia, I worship you. I'm crazy in love with you. I want you to marry me.

and when Tatiana lifted her glistening eyes to him, Alexander was looking down at her with his I'll-get-on-the-bus-for-you-anytime face.

I love you as much as it is possible for a man to love a woman.

Tatiana had imagined her Alexander since she was a child, before she believed that someone like him was even possible. When she was a little girl, she dreamed of a fine world in which a good man walked its winding roads, perhaps somewhere in his wandering soul searching for her.

Falling in love with you in the Summer Garden in the white nights in Leningrad is the moment that propels me through life.

Tania...» sussurrò Alexander. «Non ti lascerò andare finché non ti avrò avuta abbastanza. Finché non mi avrai scaldato dentro e fuori».

Up on the roof Tatiana thought about the evening minute, the minute she used to walk out the factory doors, turn her head to the left even before her body turned, and look for his face. The evening minute as she hurried down the street, her happiness curling her mouth upward to the white sky, the red wings speeding her to him, to look up at him and smile.

What a prison you have set up for me with your first love." She put her arms tighter around him and said teasingly, "Oh, so the first love part you believe, but the first kiss part you have a problem with? What kind of girl do you think I am?" "The nicest girl," he whispered.

Someday we'll meet in Lvov, my love and I.