Quotes About Connection

When I inched closer, not wanting to intrude, he tugged me in front of him and I stumbled, half falling onto his lap. I tried to scramble up, cheeks burning, but he pulled me down onto his knee, one arm going around my waist, tentative, as if to say Is this okay? It was, even if my blood pounded in my ears so hard I couldn't think.

You want a logical explanation? String the facts together. The scenes.

As we walked, he'd been looking around. I asked what he was looking for. "Someplace private," he said. "So we can talk more? That's so sweet." He laughed. "Talking's good, but the bell's going to ring. Not much time for deep conversation." "Not much time for anything else, either." A wicked grin. "There's enough.

I tugged him into the nook, wrapped my hand around the front of his shirt, pulled him to me, and kissed him. He chuckled, the vibration buzzing through our kiss. I'm bold, but I'd never been this bold. With Rafe, I could be. He liked bold. If his return kiss was any indication, he liked it a whole lot.

When I bumped into him, I said a polite, "Hey," and tried to get past. "Hey, yourself." He grinned and, in spite of myself, I felt a little flip in my stomach. Rafe wasn't gorgeous, but he had a sexy, crooked smile and eyes that looked at a girl like she was the first one he'd ever seen. When he stood close, I swore I could feel heat radiating off him. And Rafe always stood close.

I grabbed her and held her close, whispering, "Shhh," as I kept looking and listening. Kenjii nudged me, as if to say, That's no welcome.

What do you say I come over tonight? We can take a walk, look for big cats, watch the stars come out…" I laughed. "Do lines like that ever work?" He only smiled. "Can't blame a guy for trying.

I ran my tongue along the top of his underwear, letting it slide underneath. Then i shifted my body forward, lips moving back up his chest, until i was straddling him again.

I collapsed onto the sofa with a sigh. Daniel plunked down beside me, then twisted to stretch out, legs going over mine. "Oh my God," I said, shoving his feet off my lap. "Do you know how bad those smell?" He tried to stick them in my face. I grabbed him around the ankles and tickled the bottom of his feet. He let out a shriek. "Well, you're still ticklish," I said. "And you still giggle like a girl.

I saw that dark patch on her haunch and I knew when she was human, there'd be a birthmark in the same place. I knew what it meant for her. And I knew what it meant for me. Yee naaldlooshii. Skin-walker.

So, you wanted to get to know me…" he said. I laughed, and the fuzzy feeling evaporated. "Um, no, I don't think I ever said that. " "Close enough. Here's your chance. Ask me anything and I'll reply with relative honesty.

Keep it." "But it's important to you." "Proving I mean it when I say I'll be back." My cheeks heated and I pressed it into his hand. "Please. I don't want to lose it." He took it. Before I could pull my hand back, he caught my wrist and tied the bracelet around it. "Problem solved." I tried to glance down at it, but his fingers slid under my chin, eyes closing as his mouth moved toward mine.

He bent down and his kiss was so full of longing that tears pricked my eyes again. When another one rolled down my cheek, he wiped it away. "No more of that," he said. "I'm just--" "I know." His lips moved to my ear. "So am I.

One minute we were sitting up, making out. The next we were lying on the roof, and I was on top of him, and I didn't know how I got there. I was kissing him and then, all of a sudden, I wasn't. He was holding my face in his hands, poised above his, as he panted softly, his pupils so huge I could drown in them. "Hate to ask," he said, struggling for breath. "How much did you drink?

I think we should try to find Rafe." I turned to her. "I know you liked him. Everyone's focusing on me, but you lost him, too." "No, I didn't. He was yours.

Maya's point is that Hayley, Nicole, and Serena shared common characteristics, which probably means they're the same type, and it has something to do with singing and swimming." "And being pretty," Hayley said. "That's not a superpower," Sam muttered.

Sure, you don't know me that well, but you said it yourself--I get a girl and I back off before I can collect the payoff. I don't need to dose girls." He stopped, "That sounded unbelievably arrogant, didn't it?" "Kinda.

His lips pressed against mine, then parted. And he kissed me. Really kissed me—arms tightening around me, mouth moving against mine, firm, like he'd made up his mind that this was what he wanted and he wasn't backing down again.

The story of his great-grandfather . . . was his own story, too.

Marriage has affected the laws of gravity. We will now revolve around each other. You will exert gravity on me, and I will exert gravity on you. We are one another's moons. You are holding onto my feet with both hands, as if otherwise you might fall right off the bed. I think I might float up and hit the ceiling, splat, if you let go. Please don't let go.

And if it's not fake, if it's all real, this fun, these friends, this life, then that's even worse, isn't it?

A girl from Pittsburgh was a good thing, like an anchor. Every homesick traveler should have one.

Un componente esencial en cualquier relación es la capacidad de sorprender a quien amas.

Because love isn't just love. It's all he other stuff, too.