Flirtatious Quote Novels & Stories

I don’t want to complicate things. “That’s okay. I know you’ll make time for me when you can.” He says smiling confidently. “When will I be getting the quotation?” I ask changing the subject. I don’t know why we’re talking about dates when we should be talking about my car. I can’t take his non verbal flirting anymore; he’s too close to me. He’s staring at me too much and his smile is too bright for my liking. I hate that he can get me all hot and bothered with such simple gestures.

She pinched him hard on his back while holding on to him and warned him, “You……Don’t you ever try to flirt with other girls!!!!....You are all mine.” He answered laughing at her, “What makes you so confident? But of course I don’t dare to flirt with other girls because they just don’t catch my attention. Am not attracted to any one of them except you…I think you must be carrying some magnetic field around you that I only get attracted to you” She smiled at him and said, “You honey mouthed……..stop saying those flattery words lest you want me to be melted fully” He sped up riding the bicycle making her to hold tight onto him.

"Weird?" "Flirty," Zara said, "That's not cool. You can't just, like, pick up my best friend, OK?” "I kind of feel like she was being flirty with me," I said. "Whatever," Zara said, putting her cup down forcefully. "It's not OK so don't do it."

He asked. I rolled my eyes for the third time. "I really don't want my eyes to pop off." I muttered under my breath. "And now I can imagine you rolling your eyes adorably." Who knew the famous superstar, Asher Martinez, was so unpredictable? "I thought we were done with flirting. You don't flirt with friends." I noted. I heard him snort in response. "It's only me who do the flirting. You, don't even try." He added. I let out a chuckle at that one.

I'm sure you even know how many women I've fucked to date. A flirtatious smile escaped me. "Oh, I know who you have n't fucked," I replied, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively. -Oh yeah? - Yep , with me. You haven't fucked me…” I took a deep breath to add, “Yet. —I smiled hoping that it would have a flirtatious tint, placing my hand on her thigh. Yes, we were getting along, but I needed to remind her that she wasn't just interested in a friendship. It had happened to me before with other men: comfort left me stuck in the friend zone.

"I can drink something cold today, Freddie." The bartender immediately felt annoyed when he saw Scarlett flirting with Frederick. Frederick just said impassively to him, "Get me a Flaming Sex!" The bartender was startled. The Flaming Sex was a strong cocktail, and he wasn't sure if this soft-looking boy toy could bear it. He must be trying to look good in front of the gorgeous woman next to him! Scarlett smiled teasingly. "Freddie, I guess you're captivated by my red lips." The bartender narrowed his eyes and looked at Frederick in jealousy.

“I said the food is wonderful, the night is lovely, and so are you.” “Oh, thank you.” she said as she gushed a little. She was too old to gush and blush like a teenager but here she was doing it. “Are you always a charmer with ladies?” “Um,” he mused thoughtfully as he looked up to the ceiling. “Yes,” he said as he looked back at her. Caitlin chuckled. “It’s a shame such a charmer is single.” Wait. Did I just flirt with him? “It is,” he agreed with a smile. “But that’s how it is.”

“Threaten me one more time and the fucking deal is off, Raphael. I’ve tried so hard to put up with your stinking attitude, but there is so much I can take from an arrogant bastard like yourself. You wanted me to pretend to love your lonely, pitiful ass, and that is exactly what I did. You had all the opportunity to tell him that you are not ready to be engaged, but you kept mute like a moron. Oh, wait, I forgot, you are supposed to be suffering from Autism, right?” she asked him, making the hand quote in the air to piss me off. I snorted in anger, my face turning red with anger.

He asked, and I faced him with a confused look, “I fail to believe a beautiful woman like yourself is single.” “Same way you're single,” I said, and he laughed. “How did you know I was single?” He asked. "Well, it's obvious, you're always looking for attention,” I said, sipping on my drink. He only laughed and gulped down his drink in one go. “Maybe I was waiting for you,” he said, placing his glass on the table. “You're such a flirt, do you know that?” “I am,” he smirked. He was enjoying it. “Do you want me to pour you another glass, or are you soft?”

“Define ‘let loose.’” “No phones, no business talk, and definitely no scaring away men who try to flirt with you,” she said, wagging a finger at me. I scoffed. “I don’t scare them away. I just… make it clear I’m not interested.” “You make it clear you could ruin their lives in five minutes,” she corrected. “And while that’s hot, it’s also counterproductive when I’m trying to have a good time.” I smirked. “Fine. I’ll behave.”