#sweet

And here I thought they were called Peeping Toms." I didn't need to see him to know he wore a smile. "Stop laughing," I said, my cheeks hot with humiliation. "Get me down." "Jump." "What?" "I'll catch you." "Are you crazy? Go inside and open the window. Or get a ladder." "I don't need a ladder. Jump. I'm not going to drop you. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#crescendo #cute #hush-hush #nora-and-patch #nora-grey

I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else someone who will never love you back, not the way I do. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#sweet #love

I’m sorry I can’t do more. But happy birthday, Sadie.” He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#birthday #cute #kiss #lips #love

As long as you like me the best. And you think I’m good-looking—sort of. I’m prepared to be annoyingly persistent. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#sweet-talk #persistence

Maybe I can stalk you again sometime.” “Absolutely. ↗

— Katie Klein

#funny #jaden-mcentyre #katie-klein #parker-whalen #stalk

You are not showing her my baby pictures!” He sounded horrified, which made me laugh. “Come on, Evan,” I teased with a laughing smile, “you were adorable. ↗

— Rebecca Donovan

#baby-pictures #breathing #emma-thomas #evan-mathews #funny

Bryan helped me up.  "How can you be so good one minute then clumsy the next?" I shrugged.  "I've never been very athletic.  Not unless you count fencing." "You made fences? ↗

— John Corwin

#funny #john-corwin #stupid #sweet-blood-of-mine #funny

I want you cool and regal, earthy and impertinent, spoiling for a fight and abashed at your own temper. I want you flushed with exertion and rosy with sleep. I want you teasing and provocative, somber and thoughtful. I want every emotion, every mood, every year in a lifetime to come. I want you beside me, to encourage and argue with me, to help me and let me help you. I want to be your champion and lover, your mentor and student. ↗

— Connie Brockway

#love #romance #soulmates #sweet #love

He leaned toward me and delicately grazed my lips with his. The tease left me breathless, burning for more. “I keep having to remind myself that I can do that,” he smirked. ↗

— Rebecca Donovan

#emma-thomas #evan-mathews #kiss #love #reason-to-breathe

To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope. ↗

— Anne Carson

#desire #eros-the-bittersweet #hope #love #romance