Quotes About Connection

You should've come with me. Had fun, lots of fun. The last sentence was deep with sensuality. You don't know what you're missin', Faithie. Then I don't miss it, do I? Faith whispered, and Jodie giggled.

Mientras tanto, en este lado de la mesa se siente mucha atracción. ¿Qué se siente en el suyo?

Her lips parted slightly in a smile so female it took his breath away, and her deep blue eyes beckoned him, dared him. Once again her hips lifted. What are you waiting for? she breathed. For you, he answered, and even as he lost himself in the mindless ecstasy of making love to her, the truth of that remained. He'd waited for her forever.

He was different from every other man she knew. He was capable of loving; he was at once a laughing daredevil and a hard-hitting businessman. But most of all, he needed her. Other patients had needed her, but only as a therapist. Blake needed her, the woman she was, because only her personal strengths had enabled her to help him with her trained skills and knowledge. She couldn't remember anyone ever needing her before.

Hurry, Hector urged, and his voice changed as his power surged, his tone and cadence sliding into the rhythm that said he was seeing the future. Battle is in the air. I smell it. I can almost touch it. Death is coming Death is coming for us. With a click, the call disconnected.

Odio la química. No había sido capaz de salir en serio con nadie más en estos dos años por culpa de la estúpida química.

Lady, what you do to me is almost criminal," he groaned in a shaky voice. An odd tightening in her breasts made her close her eyes. "I've got to go," she said weakly, but for the life of her she couldn't make herself move. "No, don't go," he pleaded. "Let me touch you… my God, I've got to touch you!

Do you like her?

I don't have casual sex, she said. He almost smiled. It was merely an expression in those pale eyes, rather than an actual movement of his mouth. My dear, I promise you there wouldn't be anything casual about it.

I have a blanket behind the seat, a thick wool one. We can cuddle on the bleachers, and with the blanket wrapped around us no one will know if I sneak a feel every now and then." "I'll know." "God, I hope so. If you don't, then I've either lost my touch or my aim.

Cause I'm not a stray cat or something you found by the side of the road." Tully grinned. "You mean like Kyle?" Tully leaned over and said, "His daddy don't like to talk about it, but he picked Kyle up over on Jessup Road hidin' under a car." Kyle wanted to be mad, but he couldn't. Not with Emma around. "Yeah. And your momma told me she got you from the pound. Had you fixed there, too.

Emma shifted her gaze to Steven, sitting just ahead of her at a table, Garrick Wright beside him. As though sensing her perusal, Steven shifted in his chair to look back at her, and to her utter amazement, he winked. She pursed her lips, amazed that he could take so serious a proceeding so lightly. He mimicked her dour expression, then turned to face the front of the courtroom again. The

caught up in causes and concerns and plans for the future and forget what truly mattered—loving and being loved, in the present moment.

He had a tenderness in him, and a streak of poetry, and she knew he loved the land for far more than its ability to sustain him.

He caught her cheeks in his hands and kissed her roughly, for they were both savages in those moments, and his tongue swept her mouth and her lips before he moaned, "My beautiful, blue-eyed tigress—" Emma

Steven raised himself on an elbow, plucked a daisy, and put it through Emma's loose braid. He continued until a trail of white flowers paraded from her scalp to the place beneath her breast where her hair made a coppery fan. His

He kissed the soft expanse of her neck. "Don't be ashamed, tigress," he whispered. "There's never been anything more beautiful than a woman willingly surrendering her body to a man." There

He sat up in bed, wishing Lily was there. He wouldn't even have needed to touch her, just watching her sleep would have soothed him. Caleb shoved the splayed fingers of his right hand through his hair. He had to go home to Fox Chapel, face Joss, take his place in the family again. He wanted his share of the land and the horses. And he wanted Lily at his side, now and forever. Sweating

When the moon strays off into space and the last star winks out forever, I will still love you

No matter what the future holds even if, God forbid, Conner dies in his prime, or leaves me, or whatever else that fates might throw at us it would be worth it because once you've loved someone the way I love Conner, once someone loved you the he loves me, once you've loved and been loved that way nothing and no one can ever take it away. Whether it last 5 minutes or 50 years that love becomes a permanent part of you.

Lily, if you don't stop that washing and look at me, I swear I'll throw you over my shoulder and carry you inside like a sack of grain." Because

He ached, not just to have her beneath him, but to have her beside him. He wanted to tell her why he needed to go home and face Joss, why he was tired of the army, why he wanted sons and daughters. He wanted her to hold him in her arms and tell him that everything would be all right, that they would work out all their differences and learn to live together in peace. It

He caught her left hand in his and lifted it so that the diamond sparkled in the firelight. "I see you haven't cut off your finger yet." Lily smiled sleepily. "That would have hurt too much.

She looked up at him and loved what she saw.