Quotes About Relationship

Two things are necessary to keep one's wife happy. First, let her think she is having her way. And second, let her have it.

but why should we have dominion? Are we better than the dog that stays by a master who forgets to notice him? Than the cat who lays the mouse at your door when she is hungry and could have eaten it herself? Than a horse who will keep galloping to please you until its lungs have given out?

It's a very brave thing for anyone to do, offering love to another person. We make ourselves so vulnerable when we do it, don't we? We give that other person such power to hurt us and to rob us of our dignity. No one should ever belittle that gift, nor the giver.

Kendrick walked over to her purposefully, hauled her up into his arms and gave her a mock frown. I hunger, wench. Genevieve put her arms around his neck. Well? What are you going to hunt us for dinner? I'll slay a few steaks from the freezer. You're so brave.

You're very difficult." He only flashed her the slightest of smiles. "Likely why you wed me. It wouldn't have done for you to have found a man simply and won him without effort.

which house that is? Or how many siblings you have?

My lady teases me. You do not. Understood?

Woman, if you leave me smelling like roses . . . I'll see you regret it," he warned.

Richard was jealous. He was jealous and he'd followed her, intending to kiss the hell out of her to show her.

She held out her hand. "What is it you want?" he rumbled. "Your ring." He frowned. "And if I'm not inclined to give it?" "Then you'll have a few silent days to look forward to." She lifted her eyebrows in challenge. "And you know how good I am at that." He muttered under his breath as he pulled off the ring and handed it to her.

I'm going to brush my hair and change my clothes if we're going out. That gives you two ten minutes to get it out of your system, so I'm not stuck with a couple of frustrated horndogs all day. But no pressure, she added on a laugh as she swung out of the room and started upstairs.

I trust you with my life. I'm pretty sure I love you. But more importantly, I like you.

You're important, Nicholas interrupted quietly catching her face and turning her to peer at him. You're the most important thing in the world to me Jo. I love you. Let me have this moment.

Harper: What are FM shoes? Drina: Ahh. These are FM shoes. Harper: And the FM stands for? Drina: Fuck Me.

He had never fainted in his life, and while he knew it was this whole life-mate, mind-blowing-sex business, it was still damned demoralizing to be fainting like a breathless virgin at the end of every encounter.

Annabel better not have headed back to England. He'd wring her bloody neck if she had. She was his. And why the hell would she go there anyway? Surely life with him was better than life with those two coldhearted English— "Nay.

In sleep, Ross's face was unguarded, his expression soft. It made him appear much younger. He also snored loud enough to wake the dead. It made her think it would be a good thing did she fall asleep first every night for the rest of their marriage. Annabel

Harper shook his head. "Well, I've never been treated like a girlfriend in all my life. It was a bit lowering." "Nah." Tiny shook his head. "It's a compliment. It means they don't see you as sexually threatening. You're a friend rather than a man friend." "And that's a compliment?" Harper asked doubtfully.

Dante was young enough to be her son . . . maybe even her grandson. She had no business responding to him at all.

If Brinna is your daughter, they really were three French hens after all." She opened her mouth to explain about the day she had found Sabrina, Brinna, and Joan in a huddle, and the comment she had made about "three French hens…

A man needed a clear mind to fight his foe, not one distracted with thoughts of whether the fishpond might please his wife. Or who found himself mooning about how she was a hard worker, and so kind-hearted. Or thinking on how her laugh was high and full of joy and made him want to smile. Or daydreaming on how sweet her kisses were, and how good it felt to bury his cock in her warm body. Or wondering whether she might care for him as he'd come to realize he cared for her.

My sweeting is nice, Claray commented. Nay, Conall said quickly, and when she looked at him with surprise, he tried to cover his horror at the thought of being called that, by saying, I'd rather call ye that and we can no' both use it. Oh, she breathed, seeming pleased at the idea of his calling her that. He made a mental note to use it, and to come up with other endearments to please her. Flower, perhaps. Or petal, to reflect how beautiful and precious he found her.

If she couldn't accept that vampires existed, he'd never convince her to be his life mate.

Having a mate you can control means winning every argument, because you can make them agree with you. But it's as good as living alone, or with a blow-up doll. They would do what you want, when you want, because you make it so. It's just better and healthier to have a real partner, one with thoughts and ideas of their own, and whom you can't control. It makes them special.