“Are you going to frisk me?" he asked when I stepped in close to measure the width of his shoulders. He smelled of pine and leather and the fresh ocean breeze--- wild and free. "This is a custom tailor shop, not a police station." "I might have a dangerous weapon in my pocket," he teased. I pulled the measuring tape tight under his arms, reminding myself that I was a professional. I was totally unaffected by the rock-hard pecs that flexed under my hands or the fact that I was now so close, I could feel the heat of his body. It was disconcertingly intimate. I'd measured many clients over the years for my dad and not once had I ever felt like I needed an immediate date with my vibrator.” FlirtingScent Of A ManIntimate MomentsMeasuring Tape Book:To Have and to Heist Source: To Have and to Heist
“I have a sweet tooth and I am not ashamed. That's all there is to it. No need to mention donuts at all." "How about buns?" She looked back over her shoulder and caught him staring at her ass. She was wearing a tight black skirt for no other reason than she'd had a strange urge to feel sexy after Hassan shredded her the other day. She gave a little wiggle before she walked into the restaurant and was rewarded with the sound of his sharp intake of breath. "Layla?" "Yes?" She turned in the doorway, caught a cheeky smile. "I like sweet things, too.” FlirtingBunsSexy Banter Book:The Marriage Game Source: The Marriage Game
“I like to watch sports, not play them. If you remember, I'm lacking in body awareness." Liam's voice dropped to a sensual purr. "I'm very aware of your sexy body, so that's not a problem." He thinks I'm sexy. She shoved that delicious little nugget away to savor later.” FlirtingSexually AttractiveComplimenting Book:The Dating Plan Source: The Dating Plan
“Are you planning to take any more measurements? Usually when a woman spends that much time staring at my ass, I buy her a few drinks and invite her to my hotel room to get naked." Mortified, I stood and entered his measurements into the online form. "It would take more than a few drinks to get me naked in your hotel room." His smile broadened. Seriously, nothing seemed to faze this guy. He could take whatever I threw at him and gave it right back. "How many?" "You wouldn't be able to keep up." I'd been blessed with a fast metabolism and a high alcohol tolerance. Not one of my brothers could outlast me when it came to drinking games. "You complicate my life when you say things like that," he said. "I'd appreciate it if you could be less interesting.” FlirtingSexy Talk Book:To Have and to Heist Source: To Have and to Heist
“Star Wars was good. I liked Han Solo." "That makes sense. He's the nexus of true cowboy grit and a cocky, irreverent action hero--- flawed, ambitious, egotistical, daring, handsome, and charismatic. I always liked his swagger." "What's swagger?" he asked. "The combination of confidence and charm." "Does he remind you of anyone?" He leaned back against a tree, pulling me with him. I could feel his tension ease, so I relaxed, sinking against his broad chest. "No," I said, my lips quivering with a smile. "No one at all." "Hummph." He gave a snort of derision. "Are you sure? Maybe you should rethink your answer." "If you're looking for a boost to your massive ego, I think you're more of a Star-Lord type. He's in the inverse of Han Solo. Cocky yet oblivious, womanizing, facetious, conceited, charming but arrogant." He bristled behind me, his voice thick with indignation. "Conceited? Facetious? You obviously know nothing about me." "That's true. I haven't even had a good look at your face." "You'd change your mind if you knew me," he said. "You'd instantly think Han Solo and not Star-Lord." "I look forward to being proven wrong.” FlirtingStar WarsPersonality TraitsFirst MetHan Solo Book:To Have and to Heist Source: To Have and to Heist