All Quotes By Tag: Romance

“Love is a game of tic-tac-toe,constantly waitingfor the next x or o.”

“I could feel the warmth of his presence as if a soft blanket had been wrapped around my soul, around my heart. It held me and protected me. It sheltered me and I knew I wasn’t alone anymore.”

“I want him to love me as much as I love him.”

“Okay, then I’ll just say I love you. There is nothing in this world more important to me than you are. I’m only content when you’re near. My whole purpose is to be what you need me to be. It’s not poetry, but it’s from my heart. Will that do?”

“Two seconds later, the sound of an alarm filled my ears. ”What did you do?” I said over the noise as he backed up towards the bathroom door. ”The girl who gave you the note?””Yes…””I caught her staring at my lighter.”I blinked. ”You gave a child, in a psych ward , a lighter?”His eyes crinkled at the corners. ”She seemed trustworthy.””You’re sick,” I said, but smiled.”Hey, nobody’s perfect. ” Noah smiled back.”

“Waiting is erotic”

“I’ve been working hard to become the kind of man she needs, the kind of man she already believes me to be.”

“You’re a dream. Like everything else.”

“Does that count as an argument? Can we kiss and make up now?””It was only half an argument.”“Fine. Then, you kiss and I’ll make up.”I laughed until he effectively shut me up with his lips.”

“I look down at our knees, slightly touching. Jeans against jeans. Does she notice the heat transferring from her body to mine? Does she even realize what she’s doing to me? I know, I know. I’m not a virgin and the slightest touch of a girl’s knee is driving me insane. I don’t even know what I’m feeling for Maggie, I just know that I’m feeling. It’s something I’ve tried to avoid and deny until yesterday, when I held her in my arms while her tears spilled onto my shirt.God, our knees touching isn’t enough. I need more.She’s knotting her fingers together on her lap as if she doesn’t know what to do with them. I want to touch her, but what if she pulls away like before? I’ve never been such a wuss with a girl in my life.I bite my bottom lip as I slide my hand about millionth of a millimeter closer to her hand.She doesn’t seem fazed so I move closer. And closer.When the tips of my fingers touch her wrist, she freezes. But she doesn’t jerk her hand away. God, her skin is so soft, I think as my fingers trail a path from her wrist to her knuckles to her smooth, manicured nails.I swear touching her like this is driving me nuts. It’s more erotic, more intense than any other time with Kendra. I feel awkward and inexperienced as a freshman again. I look up. Everyone else is oblivious to the intensity of emotions running rampant in the back of the public bus.When I look back down at my hand covering hers, I’m grateful she hasn’t come to her senses and pulled away. As if she knows my thoughts, we both turn our hands at the same time so our hands are palm against palm…finger against finger. Her hand is dwarfed against mine. It makes her seem more delicate and petite than I’d realize. I feel a need to protect her and be her champion should she ever need one.With a slight shift of my hand, I lace my fingers through hers.I’m holding hands. With Maggie Armstrong.I’m not even going to think about how wrong it is because it feels so right. She’s avoided looking right at me, but now she turns her head and our eyes lock. God, how come I never noticed before how long her lashes were and how her brown eyes have specks of gold that sparkle when the sun shine on them?The bus stops suddenly and I look out the window. It’s our stop. She must have realized this because she pulls her hand away from mine and stands. I follow behind, still reeling.”

“For many, love is a two-sided coin. It can strengthen or stifle, expand or enfeeble, perfect or pauperize. When love is returned, we soar. We are taken to heights unseen, where it delights, invigorates, and beautifies. When love is spurned, we feel crippled, disconsolate, and bereaved. Polish the coin and you will see only requited love on both sides. I was destined to love you and I will belong to you forever.”

“There was nowhere I could go that wouldn’t be you.”

“…when you decide you want to be with someone forever, you want forever to start right now.”

“This desire to govern a woman—it lies very deep, and men and women must fight it together…. But I do love you surely in a better way than he does.” He thought. “Yes—really in a better way. I want you to have your own thoughts even when I hold you in my arms.”

“I’ll tell you something, Harpy,” he said, his voice almost a whisper now. “It never even occurred to me that we wouldn’t make it. And it never occurred to you that we would. You were just waiting for us to go down in flames. I thought we could get through anything.”