Jeaniene Frost Quotes

Adrian smiled and clasped my hands, taking a few steps toward me. "And as for who you are, you’re the same beautiful, brave, and ridiculously smart caffeinated fighter you’ve been since the day I met you.” Finally, he put “beautiful” at the top of his list of adjectives. Not that I should have cared. “Sweet talker,” I scoffed. “You didn’t know anything about me the first time we met.” “I knew you were beautiful,” he said. “I just hoped for the rest.

Friendship language is, 'You look nice tonight.' Desire language is, 'You look hot tonight.'

He pus his lips next to my ear and says, “You look good, Tris.

You're such a cupcake.

When a guy tells me I'm cute, it's not something desirable. Cute is more like what you want your pet to be.

What woman wouldn't want to be pursued in a flattering, non-physically threatening way by a gorgeous, fascinating, intelligent man? Being wanted, desired, being the focus of a man's aspirations, his goal, his grail - the one companion he must have to live contentedly - is one of the most universal and fundamental of female wishes.

Flirting is the gentle art of making a man feel pleased with himself.

She laughs at everything you say. Why? Because she has fine teeth.

I actually fall for guys when they're a bit all over me!

I don't know what flirting is, really. Sometimes in women, friendliness comes across as flirting. That is not what it is.

Anyone who's a great kisser I'm always interested in.

My wife said, 'Take me in your arms and whisper something soft and sweet.' I said, 'chocolate fudge.'

You know, you’re pretty when you smile,” she said, patting the side of his cheek. “Fierce, woman. I am fierce.” “If you say so.

You know you are a sweet little heart breaker, foxy lady.

Still the hottest angel I know," he murmured. "It's beyond me how you're still on staff.

Nice tackle, babe." Ranger

She looked up at him and said,"What did you say?" "You have beautiful eyes." "You told my father that he has beautiful eyes?" He smiled. "No. You distracted me. I told your father that, while I was very grateful for the lesson, I doubt I would ever need of it again- because I was planning to court only one woman in my lifetime.

To pay compliments to the one we love is the first method of caressing, a demi-audacity venturing. A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

Excuse me you're a hell of a guy You know I really got a thing for American guys

Oh, flatter me; for love delights in praises.

I don’t think I’m making myself very clear Low,” he’d lowered his voice and the effect made goose bumps break out over my body. “I was only interested in one person at that bar last night. I only came to see one person,” he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and softly caressed my earlobe before tracing the line of my jaw. “I was there for you.

Eleanor,” he said, just because he liked saying it, “why do you like me?” “I don’t like you.” He waited. And waited… Then he started to laugh. “You’re kind of mean,” he said. “Don’t laugh. It just encourages me.

Some girls they like candy and others they like to grind. I'll settle for the back of your hand somewhere on my behind.

There are one or two young men I wouldn't mind taking home.