First Meet Quotes

“The man was so sexy she understood why every member of the double X-carrying chromosome imitated saran wrap in his presence.”
― Kelly Moran, Residual Burn

“Peachy. Alrighty, then. She’d just get in her car, run home to check her clothes, hair, and makeup, walk across the street to Jason’s apartment, knock on his door, stare at his masculine hotness in stupid adoration, probably insert her foot into her mouth fifty-five times in under five minutes, then go back to her place and relive the embarrassment all night long while replaying what she should’ve done or said had she been a sophisticated woman, instead of a blundering moron.
Done and done. Piece of cake.”
― Kelly Moran, Residual Burn

“I turned halfway round, and saw Dorian Gray for the first time. When our eyes met, I felt that I was growing pale. A curious sensation of terror came over me. I knew that I had come face to face with someone whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Sit down." He said It came out angrily. The girl turned him like she couldn't tell weather he was another jerk or what.
"Jesus-Fuck," Park said softly, nodding to the space next to him,
"just sit down."
The girl sat down. She didn't say anything- thank God, she didn't thank him- and she left six inches of space on the seat between them.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park

“I’m not a prostitute and I’ll thank you not to treat me like one.”
You’ve sold yourself. You may not see yourself as one, but clearly…” his eyes travelled down my body again.
I shook my head. I couldn’t understand his motivation for provoking me like this. As beautiful as he was, each time that he opened his mouth I was finding it harder and harder to picture myself in bed with him. “One night in my life and a bit of broken skin does not constitute prostitution.”
His dark gaze intensified, as if with one long, determined gaze he could break through my defences. I drew back.
“Sex for money is prostitution.”
I shrugged, determined not to let him see that he was getting under my skin. “I prefer not to put a label on it. One night of my life does not define me.”
― Brenna Aubrey, At Any Price

“I tightened my hold on Nisa's leash since Longganisa and his dog, Poe, if I remembered correctly, were barking and circling each other warily. Nisa calmed down after a few good sniffs. Poe still had a low growl going till Xander stooped and rubbed his neck---Poe's eyes half-closed and his tongue flopped out in pleasure. What a good boy.
"This is Longganisa," I said, stooping down. "And that's Poe, right? Could I pet him?"
"Sure. He's quite friendly; just make sure you don't move too quickly since sudden movements startle him."
I held out my hand for him to sniff, and when he lowered his head to me, I gave him a good scratch behind the ears. "Nisa absolutely loves attention, so feel free to pet her if you want."
Xander obliged, and he soon had Nisa flopped on her back for belly rubs. He squatted beside the dogs, both of them vying for his attention, which he gladly gave.”
― Mia P. Manansala, Blackmail and Bibingka