Flirting Quotes Novels & Stories

But I just did, you idiot. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Devon." This guy had some of the most rinsed-out, clichéd lines. No one had ever taught him how to woo a woman? He chuckled. "I'm an aging squirrel and you're a tough nut to crack. Let me try again." He cleared his throat. "Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm deeply attracted to you, but you think I'm full of...poo?" A smile crawled onto my face as I shook my head. This guy…

"I am a foodie actually, it just doesn't show on my body" Jayden smiling, "hmmm and you do have a hot body if I may say so" "Are you flirting with me Jayden" "Maybe, aren't I quiet the charmer?" "..." Jayden doesn't want the lively conversation to turn awkward, "I was just joking, it's been so long, I can't remember when last I flirted, I believe I am a bit rusty" "You don't sound rusty to me. So tell me your own hobbies too"

I’m sure he is wondering if I’m good enough to be feasted on or not. "What kind of hybrid are you? You are just different from everyone else." He huskily said licking his lips. "Oh shit! Atlas, enough of the flirting, you always use these lines." The guy next to him said, elbowing him playfully "Exactly, even I am fed up with that flirty question. It’s always, are you a werewolf because I have never seen such a beautiful werewolf like you before." One of the guys said laughing a little bit. "If you want to flirt Atlas, you should at least use a better line"

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen...where have you been all these while?” Veronica scoffed inside of her. She could clearly see he was flirting with her. Of course he clearly saw the ring in her finger but choose to ignore it. Veronica knew men like this. They were just like Vincent. Jerks. And why not, she could as well flirt back. She pasted a smile on her face. “Thank you, you aren’t looking bad yourself. I love your attire.” she complimented making an effort to flow with the conversation. He grinned. “Thank you, beautiful woman. Then you wouldn’t mind if I ask; are you here alone? Oh please say yes...I will be hurt if you say otherwise.” He made a cute face and Veronica

"Your friend is in an embarrassing dilemma and all you could do is laugh?" "Yeah." She inhaled and exhaled to bring back her posture, "I warned you that such will happen if you didn't stop your habit of flirting with every handsome human with a third leg." "Your warning wasn't loud enough miss!" "Ah Candice, you are one funny human. Now tell me, which embarrassing flirtatious sentences did you pour on the man?" "The first one-" "Oh man, it wasn't even one. Where were you?" "The elevator." I brought back my hands to my face, which is burning from the memory that keeps replaying itself.

I asked out of nowhere. Yep, there went my mouth again, no off switch, no survival instincts. "I mean, I just had to ask. One minute, you are kicking me out like I am some stray dog, and the next, I am here, on your bed. If this is your way of flirting, it needs work." "Flirting? You are really full of yourself. And remember, I said you are not my type—I meant it. And maybe the correct words you are looking for are thank you" he said, leaning back in his chair with a sigh.

“I’m starting to think you’re worth the wait.” Flirting. I was flirting. When was the last time I flirted with anyone? Since…that’s right, high school. She laughed, a throaty sound that did more harm to the strain between my legs than any good, and the whole reaction was confusing as shit and annoying. I lifted the bottle and eyed her empty glass. “Care to start the night?”

my finger went up then pointed to the ground. "Are you flirting?" Jay intercepted. "Nah duh I'm only stating a fact here and believe me if I were seducing you I would be all over you. You would never be able to resist my charm." Their jaws drop. How cliché? I walk toward the door and turn the knop. However, before I walk out I turn back at them. I said, "believe me if I'm interested you wouldn't be able to keep your paws to yourself BUT too bad I'm not."

“Run into a strange woman on the sidewalk and want to make her smile? Flatter her with flirty, sexy talk. Want to charm an old grandma? Flirt with her too. Want to intimidate someone or make them uncomfortable? Bring up sex. Need to distract someone from a serious issue? Throw out more sex talk. It is literally the only reaction you have in your arsenal of comebacks, isn’t it?” “Well, strangling you sounds pretty appealing to me at the moment,” I muttered, beyond disgusted that my plan wasn’t working, “if you need me to branch out on my proclivities.” “No,” she murmured softly and shook her head sympathetically, as if she felt sorry for me. “You’re not going to hurt me. You’re not going to h

“You putting the moves on that – that woman!” “Whaaat?!” he grinned, then shook his head like I had it all wrong. “No, no – that was just a little friendly flirting.” “Friendly flirting is ‘that color looks nice on you.’ That was NOT friendly flirting.” “Sure it wa– ” “Why are you even fucking flirting in the first place?! And in front of me! Do you know how disrespectful that is?” “To who?” “To ME!” He stared at me like I’d just grown a second head. “Are you serious?”