70+ Funny, Cute And Sexy Flirty Quotes For Him And Her

If a man, who says he loves you, won’t tell you the details of a private conversation between him and another woman you can be sure he is not protecting your heart. He is protecting himself and the women he has feelings for. Wise women simply see things as they are, not as their low self-esteem allows.

Oops! I lost my mobile number! Could I have yours?

Okay,” I said. “just a normal afternoon and two normal people.”
she nodded. “and so…hypothetically, if these to people likes each other, what would it take to get the stupid guy to kiss the girl, huh?”
“oh…” I felt like one of apollo’s sacred cows-slow, dumb, and bright red. “um…

A day without sunshine is a day without you.

All I can think about is bed.”
“we’re sharing the same thought.”
“you’re thinking about bed too?”
“i’m thinking about you in my bed.

Flirting is a promise of sexual intercourse without a guarantee.

The best thing about me is you.

I’m so in love, every time I look at you my soul gets dizzy.

His words were a lethal caress as he said, “did you enjoy the sight of me kneeling before you?.

You flirt with everything.” she could tell that her eyes were popping– her eyeballs actually felt cold around the edges. “you flirt with old people and babies and everybody in between.

She learned to say things with her eyes that others waste time putting into words.

I turn and put my lips close to peeta’s and drop my eyelids in imitation… “he offered me sugar and wanted to know all my secrets,” I say in my best seductive voice.

At first I did not love you, jude; that I own. When I first knew you I merely wanted you to love me. I did not exactly flirt with you; but that inborn craving which undermines some women’s morals almost more than unbridled passion–the craving to attract and captivate, regardless of the injury it may do the man–was in me; and when I found I had caught you, I was frightened. And then–i don’t know how it was– I couldn’t bear to let you go–possibly to arabella again–and so I got to love you, jude. But you see, however fondly it ended, it began in the selfish and cruel wish to make your heart ache for me without letting mine ache for you.

Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?

Feel my shirt. Does that feel like boyfriend material?

Every once in a while I have to pinch myself, because I’m so lucky to have such a beautiful person in my life.

A woman’s dress should be like a barbed-wire fence: serving its purpose without obstructing the view.

You know,” clary said, “most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction.

I’m stuck babysitting turtle eggs while a volleyball player slash grease monkey slash aquarium volunteer tries to hit on me.”
i’m not hitting on you,” he protested.
no?”
believe me, you’d know if I was hitting on you. You wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from succumbing to my charms.

When I want to smile, I know exactly what to do. I just close my eyes and think of you.

Sam: “you—you greatly overestimate my self-control.”
grace: “i’m not looking for self-control.

If you stood in front of a mirror holding 11 roses; you will see 12 of the most beautiful things in this word.

When I look at you, my mind goes blank and my heart beats faster. All I can do is feel and keep losing myself in you.

If your heart was a prison, I would like to be sentenced for life.

Oh well… I’d just been thinking, if you had died, you’d have been welcome to share my toilet.

Hey beautiful! You must be tired after running all day in my mind.

Rafe didn’t just flirt-he charmed girls right up to the point where they fell for him, then he changed his mind.i called him a player with attention deficit disorder.

Beauty is power; a smile is its sword.

Do stop flirting with my husband,” said tessa.
“i shall not,” magnus declared, “but I will pause briefly so that I may catch up on your news.

Sam laughed, a funny, self-deprecating laugh. “you did read a lot. And spent too much time just inside the kitchen window, where I couldn’t see you very well.”

“and not enough time mostly naked in front of my bedroom window?” I teased.

sam turned bright red. “that,” he said, “is so not the point of this conversation.

The doctor: dr. Song, you’ve got that face on again.

river: what face?

the doctor: the ‘he’s hot when he’s clever’ face.

river: this is my normal face.

the doctor: yes, it is.

If you were a tear, i would never cry in fear of losing you.

I think the eyes flirt most. There are so many ways to use them.

If you were a bullet i would shoot myself to have you in me.

I guess your name is Google. Because you have everything that I am searching for.

He put the book down. “as you wish.” he rose and walked past me. I lowered my sword, expecting him to pass, but suddenly he stepped in dangerously close. “welcome home. I’m glad you made it. There is coffee in the kitchen for you.”
my mouth gaped open.
he inhaled my scent, bent close, about to kiss me…
i just stood there like an idiot.
curran smirked and whispered in my ear instead. “psych.”
and just like that, he was out the door and gone.
oh boy.

A snap of rhys’s fingers, and my nightclothes—and some flimsy underthings—appeared on the bed. “i couldn’t decide which scrap of lace I wanted you to wear, so I brought you a few to choose from.”
“pig,” I barked.

My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health.’-jace
‘just break the door down, will you?’-clary.

You know, miss holly, you look very dramatic like that, backlit by the fire. Very attractive, if I may say so. I know you shared a moment passionne with artemis which he subsequently fouled up with his typical boorish behavior. Let me just throw something out there for you to consider while we’re chasing the probe: I share artemis’s passion but not his boorishness. No pressure; just think about it.
this was enough to elicit a deafening moment of silence even in the middle of a crisis, which orion seemed to be blissfully unaffected by.

If I fall asleep texting you, it’s because I didn’t want to say goodbye.

My parents told me angels aren’t real. I used to believe them, but then I saw you.

You remind me of my next girlfriend.

Flirting is a woman’s trade, one must keep in practice.

Or maybe spring is the season of love and fall the season of mad lust. Spring for flirting but fall for the untamed delicious wild thing.

I think I can die happy now, coz I’ve just seen a piece of heaven.

Give me a few minutes.”
“you have time.” he sat in the grass.
“are you just going to sit there and watch me?”
“yes. Watching pretty peasant girls is what we poor little rich boys do best.”
“peasant?”
he shrugged. “you started the name calling.

That sounds almost practiced, james carstairs. How many girls have you made swoon with that observation?”
“there is only one girl I care to make swoon,” he said. “the question is, does she?”
she smiled at him. “she does.

You already caught me, but everyday, you pull me in deeper and deeper.

You can fall from the sky, you can fall from a tree, but the best way to fall is in love with me.

Rowena clark and I had met on the first day of our mixed media class. I’d sat down at her table and said, “mind if I join you? figure the best way to learn about art is to sit with a masterpiece.” maybe I was in love, but I was still adrian ivashkov.

rowena had fixed me with a flat look. “let’s get one thing straight. I can see through crap a mile away, and I like girls, not guys, so if you can’t handle me telling you what’s what, then you’d better take your one-liners and hair gel somewhere else. I don’t go to this school to put up with pretty boys like you. I’m here to face dubious employment options with a painting degree and then go get a guinness after class.”

i’d scooted my chair closer to the table. “you and I are going to get along just fine.

You are adorable, mademoiselle. I study your feet with the microscope and your soul with the telescope.

Did you get checked out?”
“yeah, by a hot blond who sat in the corner of the bar and made googly eyes at me.”
“i meant by a doctor.”
“no, but a balding yet bizarrely hot paramedic said i’d be fine.”
“oh, and he’s an expert?”
“at flirting.

I don’t know if anyone’s ever told you this”, he begins. He doesn’t blush, and his eyes don’t dart away. Instead I find myself staring into a pair of oceans – one perfect, the other blemished by that tiny ripple. “you’re very attractive.”

i’ve been complimented on my appearance before. But never in his tone of voice. Of all the things he’s said, I don’t know why this catches me off guard. But it startles me so much that without thinking I blurt out, “i could say the same about you.” I pause. “in case you didn’t know.”

a slow grin spreads across his face. “oh, trust me. I know.

Charm is the ability to insult people without offending them; nerdiness the reverse.

I always have many roads to travel, but I take the one which leads to you.

Jesper ran a finger up wylan’s forearm, and wylan flushed a vibrant pink. Matthias couldn’t help but sympathize with the boy. He knew what it was to be out of your depth, and he sometimes suspected they could forgo all of kaz’s planning and simply let jesper and nina flirt the entirety of ketterdam into submission.