Quotes About Relationship

It's usually painful for a woman, the first time," he murmured. "Yes, I know." "I don't want to hurt you." The admission touched and surprised her. "My mother says it doesn't last for long," she said. "The pain?" "No, the rest of it," she said, and for some reason that made him laugh again. -Simon & Annabelle

I like that much better. I'll call you Dragon.

Aline," he whispered, mercilessly divesting himself of all pride, "I'm afraid of what I'll become if you won't have me.

Something happened to you, they discovered, when you were given the unconditional love and trust of a child. You wanted to try to deserve it.

Don't do that with your fiance," Heath said. "He'll be asking where you learned it.

It's one thing to spend an afternoon in bed with me," Christopher said darkly. "It's another to experience day-to-day life with a lunatic." "I know all about living with lunatics. I'm a Hathaway.

you don't believe in marriage ..." " I changed my mind. I figured out the flaw in my reasoning. I told you it was more romantic not to get married, because then you just stay with each other for the good times. But I was wrong. It only means something when you stay during the bad times. For better or worse.

I shouldn't let you go with Dashiell and Barksby," he said. "You'll be the only woman there. I don't like it." "Oh, it's all very circumspect. They're both gentlemen, and I'm—" "Spoken for," he had said curtly. "By me." Her heart beat a little faster. "Yes, I know," she admitted without looking at him.

Lucy waited patiently, knowing that he did want to talk, or he wouldn't have put on such a performance when he came in. Heath's door slamming was always an announcement that a conversation was in order.

Somehow, even with all the roadblocks and detours and one-way streets, Mark managed to find his way to Maggie.

By being the master of the house. Back in America the woman is the ruler of the home, but in England everything revolves around the man.

But you're not the marrying kind," she managed to say weakly. He touched her ear, his fingertip tracing the fragile outer curve. "I've discovered that I am when it comes to you.

Married life would be dull indeed without some friction; one can't light a match with it.

When my wrinkles appear," Kathleen said ruefully, "those two will have caused most of them." "That day will be a long time coming." Looking down at her, Devon cupped her face with his hands. "But when it does, you'll be even more beautiful.

You're laughing at me." "No, I'm laughing with you, but in a slightly superior way.

No podrías hacer nada peor que casarte con un hombre que no fuera capaz de hacer el ridículo por tu causa.

I'll find a cottage in the country, where she and I will live off the income from my jointure." Turning from the fireplace, Devon gave her a narrow-eyed glance. "How do I fit into your future plans?" A hostile silence followed. "I really don't think I should be here," West said to the ceiling.

You believe yourself to be in love with her." "No," Hunt countered in a relaxed manner, "I am in love with her.

It was Evie, Lady St. Vincent, her red hair arranged in in a loose chignon. "I've been looking for you," she said. "We haven't seen you for days,"Lillian said. "Where have you been?" Evie's color deepened. "With St. Vincent." "What have you been... Oh, good God. Never mind.

What is he doing here?" Zachary asked beneath his breath. Holly reached for his tense arm and held it lightly. "It's a very great favor," she whispered back. "By attending our wedding, Lord Blake is publicly showing his support of our marriage." "More likely taking his last opportunity to ogle you.

I've been with Dane for four years," I managed to say. "He understands me in a way you don't." "I can learn you." -Ella & Jack

residual awkwardness between them. It wasn't exactly comfortable to spend time in the company of a man whose wife you had once kidnapped.

was Aunt Evie very upset when you told her about the letter?" "No. Only concerned for the boy's sake, and mine as well." "Many women in her position would consider him as... well, an embarrassment." That drew a real smile from him, the first she'd seen from him in a while. "You know Evie. She already thinks of him as someone else to love.

You let him touch you," Todd observed idly. My eyes widened. "I do not." "Yes you do. Just little touches here and there. He puts his hand on your arm or back, he stands close to you, getting you used to him . . . it's a mating ritual. Like March of the Penguins." "It has nothing to do with mating rituals. It's a Texas thing. People are touchy-feely here.