Flirtatious Quote Novelas e Histórias

Putting up air quotes at ‘girls like me’. Someone needs to knock this girl off her high horse, I internally growled to myself. She laughed as if what I said was funny, and replied with a fake smile, “Boring girls.” She then flipped her hair, “He is a handsome, smart, and such a gentleman. Guys like Joe, date beautiful, and smart girls. For example,” she then pointed to herself “girls like me.”

“What’s with that look? What did I do now?” “What did I tell you about flirting?” Adrian asked. “That I’m not allowed to flirt with you,” I replied. He stared at me. “Add customers to that list. You’re not allowed to flirt with customers either.” “But I don’t flirt with customers,” I argued. “And what exactly were you doing earlier with that guy?” he asked, his jaw tight. “Oh, that?” I shrugged. “It was nothing. A fine girl saw a fine man and told the fine man he was fine. That’s all.”

Especially around me? He glanced at me once, then again before starting the engine. “You look nice, by the way,” he said casually. I turned to the window, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing the tiny smile tugging at my lips. “Save your lines for someone else.” “They’re not lines if they’re true.” I groaned softly, resting my elbow on the window. “Do you always flirt this much, or do you just enjoy making me mad?” “Both,” he admitted shamelessly, steering the car smoothly down the driveway. “You should see how adorable you look when you’re annoyed.”

“Flirting with our rival right in front of everyone?” I opened my eyes and looked at him. “What did you just say?” I asked to straighten up. “You heard me,” he insisted, rolling his eyes. “You stood there, laughing and talking like he’s your everything. You played and flirted with him like he was your boyfriend.” Is he being serious? Accusing me of who I flirt with? “I wasn’t laughing,” I replied. “And I wasn’t flirting.” “Oh really?” he snapped. “So what were you doing? Making him feel special out of pity? Making him feel like the only guy in the world? No, those words you said we're just normal conversations two people obviously have.” he said the alert words sarcastically.

I chortled, "are those the kind of compliments you want? Hot enough to cause a burn, and sexy enough to make me see no one else but you? You are so confident and pompous, aren't you?" "No, I'm not pompous..." He began but when he saw me giving him the really look he said. "Maybe a bit pompous and confident." He smiled. I wriggled my finger, "no not a bit. Very pompous." "Come on, I'm not that..." His brows knitted together. "So what are you arrogant?" I teased. "Of course not, I'm a nice gentleman." "Gentleman indeed," I threw shafts of sarcasm.

She flushed when she noticed. "Please stop staring at me" "Stop being so damn attractive then" He chipped in with a naughty smile and she scoffed. "Aren't you quite the charmer? If I remember correctly, didn't you say my mouth tasted like saltwater? How am I suddenly attractive to you now? "I said it tasted like saltwater. I never said I didn't like it" She blushed and rolled her eyes. "Spare me the flatteries before you make me lose my appetite"

Nice try, but that didn't work. "Hi, beautiful. You look sexy, I must confess. Do you need help with anything?" Yeah, I'm a flirt, and I know it. I flirt with women at the slightest given opportunity, and guess what? They never failed to fall for it, so I always got the upper hand.

"You should find someone to share your life with; someone who makes you happy, who makes you feel comfortable enough to give up all your worries, someone who will help you with everything from money to happiness to your family." "Why are you so interested?" "well... you're hot too." "Did you hear that?" I gave a nod while smiling at him. "Why am I being so careless about my thoughts? Why do I keep spilling it?" "Hey, that's not a problem. it's cute though?" "how?" "Your outward appearance gives people that you're hard to get and your words make people get confused with your expression so your thoughts make it cute." "Are you flirting now?" "maybe..." and I let out a chuckle.

I laughed again, “If I don't like you. How could I want to be kissed by you? You are so flirtatious!” "Girlish? Why do you say I'm a flirt? It's obvious you asked me to do it indirectly. You even tried to peek at me showering in the bathroom earlier. And you're also trying to make me change clothes in front of you. Isn't it obvious that the flirt here is you? You flirty brat!”

I retorted, walking ahead. "You are so beautiful, you made me forget my pick-up line." Colton flirted, jogging after me. "You are so ugly, you made me look in the other direction." I responded haughtily. "You shouldn't wear make-up, it's messing with perfection." "You should try it, you seem in great need of it." "Don't lie, you know you want to taste these lips." He pointed to his pink lips. "Don't dream, I'd rather taste Nutella in ketchup."