Quotes About Laughter

Is the rain getting the mud off of me?" She tilted her head. A hint of laughter crept into her eyes. "Actually it's running down your face in a rather dramatic fashion. I think you'd even manage to scare an alligator." "Before you start laughing at me, you might take a look at yourself.

He thought about her laughter. The sunshine. He lived in a dark place. Just listening to the sound of her voice took him out of it.

Elle burst out laughing. He really was big bad Jackson, but hidden underneath all that steel muscle and the cold black eyes was something altogether different that no one, not even her sisters, suspected. He hid the gentle giant very well beneath that blue-jeaned devil

In her mind danced the image of a shark with Thomas Ivan's white, practiced smile. Deliberately, Aidan teased her with the image until she was forced to laugh.

Shylah's soft laughter slid into Draden's mind. Warm like honey, filling him up when he hadn't known he was empty.

Has the world gone insane? This kind of thing didn't happen in Wyoming. The horses or cattle never got jealous or murderous." She slid into the backseat of the car, and he followed. "Well, occasionally, one did, but it was easy enough to stop them. We ate the steer that gave us trouble and worked with the horse until it behaved." Giovanni laughed. "Well, I don't think Aaron or the hit man would like it if we ate them.

She laughed, and the sound was tantalizing. He didn't understand how musical notes could stroke a man's skin and dance along his thighs. He didn't understand how the notes could be an arrow that pierced his heart. She owned him.

Breezy laughed and the sound went through him the way it often did, lighting his world. She sounded bright and happy and she shed that light on him. She took him right out of the violence, the blood and death and vile world he lived in to draw into the sunshine with her.

Dragomir laughed softly. "I see I am going to have an eternity of my woman challenging me. Do not worry, sívamet, I welcome the skirmishes.

Stefano threw back his head and laughed. She loved the sound. Carefree. Masculine. Enjoying life. He didn't laugh a lot. You, bambina, were celebrating me finding you.

Arguing with you is going to be a fucking waste of time, isn't it?" She laughed, and the sound slid into his body, an arrow aimed right at his heart. "Yes. You may as well get used to it, honey.

She had thrown his life into complete confusion, but she made him smile. Made him want to laugh. Intrigued him. Turned him inside out. Gave him a reason to live.

She had a beautiful mouth. Wide and full and curved as if she laughed all the time. Or invited kisses. The thought came unbidden as he stared at her mouth. Sheer temptation

Soleil's laughter warmed him when he thought nothing could. She moved something inside him, things he thought dead or never there in the first place. She brought out his desire to be better. She chased his demons away.

I've been so alone, apart from life, not really knowing why i was so empty. You've filled all those empty places, cara mia. I sleep with you in my arms and have no nightmares. I open my eyes and look forward to each hour, to hear your laughter, to watch you move through my home. Your smile takes my breath away.

Draden. Who knew there were men like him in the world? He made it exciting to wake up in the morning. She looked forward to the day. To their shared laughter. Their conversations. The intense attraction between them. Who wouldn't fall in love with him?

He presented a mask of indifference to the rest of the world, but for her--and their future children-- he would be different. He would share fun and laughter.

Ashe's entire face lit up when she laughed. That laughter did something to his insides, turning him to mush, so he thought some of the ice that had frozen all emotions so many years earlier had melted and allowed her deeper.

Those long endless nights of gray voids, an abyss of hell really, a bleak nothingness, occasionally interrupted by a battle with the undead, there had been no hope left. He had forgotten joy. Laughter. Fun. Maybe he had never known it. Now there was Adalasia with her brightness.

A woman, young, full of life and laughter, a human with a psychic connection to him. A human filled with compassion, intellect, and strength. Death and damnation could wait another day while he satisfied his curiosity.

Send for Jacques. But go feed before you see him. You made me weak with your lovemaking, and if you'll forgive a little crude Carpathian humor, I'll expect you to bring me home dinner." Startled, he stared at her. For a long moment there was silence, and then they both burst out laughing.

She laughed softly, wrapping up him up in her love. We asked for wolves, remember? I think the old adage be careful what you wish for might apply here.

My grandmother used to say, Don't frown, Ania, laughter is so much better for the world. Give your family and friends that gift always.

You didn't buy me jeans. She couldn't resist teasing him. Women do not belong in men's clothing. He was unruffled. Raven stepped into the shower and released the thick braid so she could shampoo her hair. You don't like the way I look in a pair of jeans? His laughter held deep, genuine amusement. That is a loaded question.