Love You Handsome Novels & Stories

Fiona could feel Paul Henry's fingers going through her hair, imagining her hair circling his fingers, Fiona suddenly felt her heart beat abnormally fast. From time to time, his palm lightly touched her forehead, clearly just an absent-minded movement, but it was as if someone had stroked Fiona's lap with feathers, and her heart trembled slightly. Just as Fiona felt she might have a serious heart condition, Paul Henry's voice came from behind. "Alright." Paul Henry patted her on the head, "Look in the mirror." Fiona nervously picked up the mirror. “…Paul Henry, the nation is almighty…” Dear Motherland, I love you!

"You are handsome, just like the stars, even more than the stars." "Really?" Lauren asked her, she nodded her head, Lauren's face was paste with a nice smile, Mandy used one of her hands to caress Lauren's spotless face, she traced his face, touching every part of the face, then she added her second hand, she keeps caressing it, Lauren just let her. She pushed her eyes, into his face and stared at his eyes, like trying to find out if what she said was true "I do love you, you are very handsome, no, very very handsome." Lauren presses her to the wall, making his body rest on her.

He looks so handsome tonight, in a full black tux and his hair perfectly styled. I hate the fact that such a bad man is so handsome. It's so unfair. "Of course. It's always been the point, right? To show everyone our eternal love," I say with an eye roll, Jae gives me a quick look as if he finds something odd in my words, but just nods, "I'm a good actress, just like you. Trust me." "I'm sure you are," he murmurs and gives me a mean side eye. I can tell he's about to insult me, so I just look away again and decide to shut off my brain, "You’ve probably been waiting to have my hands on you again.”

Mine! There were a few people who were smiling and excited well those who weren't still shocked. I'm aware that I'm a very handsome man, rugged, ruff a little bad boyish well it's at least what I've been told over and over again. Lynette claims to not think she has it all but each day her beauty magnifies. She enchants me in every way so I can imagine the appeal others see. Bringing her hand to my lips I place a soft kiss on each buckle, breakfast is being served and everyone is up and to it.

"He likes her." His smile whispers the sentence. But she can't rely on them. " I love you, Mr. Vasquez. I love your face, this pair of eyebrows when they frown, those eyes when they get darker every time you get angry, these sunglasses that add the hotness. I love those pairs of lips when they touch mine. You are so handsome, and I like you handsome. I really... honestly, desperately, hopelessly, and pathetically love you. And I am sorry!"

“What if the guy I like just calls him handsome. Is that okay? " "Of course. I think you are still shy about showing your relationship, huh? " "Yes, I doubt it. There is a bit of a problem. So I like this handsome guy, he is a handsome and considerate guy " " Did the handsome guy confess his feelings to you? " "Yes, but I didn't answer it!" "Huh, why? Why are you wasting that good opportunity? You like handsome, right? "

handsome. Handsome. Yes, she had to accept, he was beautiful, utterly beautiful. His every feature was on point, she never pointed out any flaw in his features. But to her, beauty was not everything. She had never made beauty as a scale for loving someone. Beauty was just a mere attraction for her. If beauty was the base of love, then she would have never loved Daniyal. Daniyal was an average looking guy. Even she was confused now, was that feeling love which she shared with Daniyal? Did she really love him? Or it was just a mere attraction? But that feeling had faded away long ago. Now, she felt nothing for Daniyal. Her heart was vacant now.

Her eyes were red and puffy, her skin pale, but she looked at him with a raw, vulnerable trust that made his chest ache. He leaned over her, his hands moving slowly, tracing the line of her jaw, her neck, her shoulders. He kissed her skin everywhere he touched—soft, lingering kisses that mapped out every inch of her, worshipping her like she was something fragile and precious. He loved the way she smelled, the way she felt under his hands, the way she sighed softly when his lips found the sensitive spot just below her ear. His hand drifted lower, sliding over the curve of her hip, smoothing down her side, until his fingers brushed the inside of her thigh, moving slowly upward, seeking the he

‘You told me you loved the house, and I think that is true. He was heart-stoppingly sexy - lean, masculine, casually chic, his sleek hips, long thighs and divine arse displayed in an unbroken line from waist to knee, riding breeches fitting without a wrinkle. The ridge of his penis drew Karen’s eyes like a magnet. ‘It is,’ She was trembling, wanting, the hot lava of desire soaking the gusset of her panties. ‘And I’ve treated you badly.’ He held out a hand, his frank smile making him look even more devastatingly handsome. ‘Let’s shake on it and be friends. What d’you say?’

Napatingin din siya dito. So this is the guy she's marrying. She scanned him from head to toe. Not bad. Her mother clearly has taste. He was surprisingly handsome, despite the fine lines that were already showing on his face. Para ngang may kahawig ito na mukha. She just couldn't fathom out as to who. Pero feeling niya parang may kakilala talaga siyang kamukha nito. "Darling," tawag nito sa fiancé nito.