Flirting Quotes Novels & Stories

I ask before I can kill the words for ever existing. “That’s a matter of taste, which you still lack.” He laughs. “Flirting is much simpler. People are people. They want to laugh, to blush, to know you’re interested in them. Nothing more.” Finally, one of the larger logs starts to smolder, putting off a plume of smoke. “The gentleman we’re talking about—” “No. Questions.”

Cathy's eyes drilled back at Jena's. "So, you mean, I can't flirt with him? And you're hands-off to me?" She was shaking her head thoughtfully. "You know, a little flirting is healthy for your relationship. It makes it stronger. If your bond cannot stand those trivial things, then don't expect to have a lasting relationship." "So you mean flirting with me won't destroy our relationship?" Colton asked in disbelief. "You're still so young. You have to wise up to the ways of the world. No, it won't, silly boy." She went over to Colton and caressed his cheeks.

“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.”

I was unconsciously drooling. Host! the system sounded exhausted. "If you ever need a wife..." "..." "I am available." "..." He pauses. Just for one second. Only one. "Wait, that sounded way better when I said it in my head." "You are shameless," he mumbled, walking away. Host! Current Flirting Score: 2/100. Congratulations. You have successfully made the atmosphere colder. Why were all the handsome men in this world emotionally constipated? Was smiling illegal? Did beastmen lose facial muscles after adulthood?

"Nope. Not him either. I don't even know how to flirt." "That's why I'm here to enlighten you on the subtle art of flirting," She gives a cheeky smile. "It all has to do with your body language sissy. Be confident as you speak and make excuses to touch him. And try to laugh whenever he makes an attempt to joke." "What if it's not funny?" "You laugh even harder." "So either way, I laugh?" "There you go! Now get over there and make me proud," Lacey slaps my butt and propels me ahead.

"Yes, I know. I heard that so many times from you." "Duh!" She sounded sarcastic. "So what's your plan? You're gonna talk to him?" "Maybe. I don't know." I sat back on my bed. "You're gonna flirt again?" "Just talk, Quinn. There's a difference between talking and flirting." I grabbed my hair claw on the side table and clamped my hair upwards. "Good luck." She chuckled sarcastically. My brows crossed at her. She laughed. "What? I'm just wishing you luck."

He took another sip from his glass. "Like I told you, everyone knows what people like you do, so just move along and talk to someone else." I gestured to shoo him away but he just replied with a grin. "What's so funny?" I questioned. "It's amusing how you girls think I'm flirting with you when all I'm doing is just having a nice and simple conversation." "You're not flirting with me?" I raised my eyebrows. He took a sip from his almost empty glass. "--That's flirting." He pointed his glass to a guy touching the butt of a girl in a dress, getting slapped in the process. It made me laugh a little actually.

Ron grinned wickedly and said, "You're a slut—horny and wild." "Oh, Ron, you're just asking for a beating—" Quirina's brows flew up, and she started pinching him. Ron dodged her attacks and stopped her hands while laughing. He said, "I'm complimenting you! In other words, you're bewitchingly charming to me." Quirina rolled her eyes and said, "I like the sound of that." Both of them lay on the soft rug as they laughed and fooled around. After resting, they got up for a second round.