Flirty Quotes Novels & Stories

I found myself asking in a rushed tone, because him acting that way has me overwhelmed in ways I cannot explain. And what did the man do? He simply chuckled, still staring at me with those sultry, hypnotizing eyes that if he asks me to do something for him at that moment, I will do it without a second thought. Then, as if determined to make my poor heart combust, he said. “I have always been flirty, I just kept it down a notch because you might not be able to handle it, and many other things as well--”

With every stolen glance and playful smile, the air around us seemed to thicken, creating an undeniable tension that electrified the atmosphere. I let out a soft sigh and turned my head to face him, my eyes delicately tracing the contours of his face. His eyes, like pools of dark chocolate, reflected a magnetic warmth that drew me in further. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, I summoned the courage to brave the waters of flirtation. "You know," I began, my voice tinged with a playful tone, "I've always believed that the most beautiful things in life are unexpected." He turned to me, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes. "Oh really? And what makes you say that?"

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.

I hated that it made me want to smile. “That was flirting?” he asked. I glared at him. “It was a compliment.” “That was a threat wearing lipstick.” “At least it was honest.” “No wonder Danny boy cannot let you go,” he said, still laughing. “He probably thinks every insult from you is a proposal.” The laughter died in my chest before it even formed. “Do not bring Daniel into your failure as a teacher.” He leaned closer, eyes still bright with amusement. “I am just saying, if that is how you flirt, the poor boy must be starving.”

"You're the girl who said I was batshit bonkers." "I feel like context is really important here," I replied. I wondered if my smile could've gotten any bigger. "Just don't forget when I called you crazy, I was also calling you hot." I knew I was being more forward with my flirting this time around, but she'd unknowingly taken up a lot of my thoughts since I first saw her.

"You're imagining things, Lily." "Am I? Then why is he still staring?" I start fidgeting with my spoon. My best friend has a way of making me nervous. What now? "Okay, what do I do?" "First rule of flirting, look at him. Just a glance, like you're bored. Then look away." I hesitate. "That's it?" "That's the opening move, Ari. Just do as I say." I take a shaky breath and I actually risk it. Though it's one tiny glance over my shoulder. Yep. He's definitely staring. Our eyes meet for a second, and I turn back around.

He says, his voice is low and it sends tingles down my spine. How did we go from talking about sensitive issues, about love and relationship, to flirting with each other. " You wanna skip the movies and go have sex?" I wink at him and bite my bottom lip. Making sure I sound super seductive and flirty. " Shit." Asa mutters, his blue eyes watch me with so much lust in them.

I murmured against her lips. “I couldn’t bear to look away. Every moment with you is perfect, and I wouldn’t want to miss a second of it. You truly are breathtaking, my soulmate.” As I spoke, her laughter grew louder, filled with joy. “You’re really quite the cheeky man, aren’t you?” she teased, her eyes dancing with delight. I tilted my head, a playful pout forming on my lips. “I’ll be as cheeky as you want me to be. I’ll be flirty, charming, or anything else you desire. Just say the word, and I’ll gladly oblige,” I responded with a mischievous grin, teasing her right back.

"You know, they say that kissing is a language of love, so would you mind starting a conversation with me?" "You're not going to give up, are you?" "Nope," I popped, "not until you give in," "I'm being the mature one and keeping things the way they are by being on top of the whole situation. Don't frustrate me, Mordecai." She threatened, pointing her slim finger at me. I wiggled a suggestive brow at her. "I’m always on top of things. Would you like to be one of them?" "Are you seriously turning everything I say into a flirt line?" She whisper-yelled. "And stop undressing me with your eyes!" I smiled innocently.

I stared at his readied self with a wide eye as he laughed at my reaction. "Well, close your mouth before a mosquito goes in the place where only my tongue should go. You know I'm quite possessive about my things and what belongs to me." Was that even flirting? Dunno, but my cheeks surely heated up as I gazed at the ground trying to hide my blush. It meant the lines of his work. "Don't stare at the floor like that otherwise it would be awkward to see a floor falling for someone." Eyes big I only thought one thing, how come he was so good with these flirting lines?