Flirting With Fire Quotes

“She was knowingly punishing herself. That was the only reasonable explanation. There was no use in acting naive. What happened earlier in the day was proof that she was going to give in to his flirtation. It appeared she'd thrown caution to the wind and opened her arms to embrace everything that could go wrong in her life. What's one more problem to add to the pile?”
― Emem Uko, The Place That Gave

“I’m just a simple guy. I love beer, sex, and hockey. I hate liars, Sting, and art that doesn’t have people in it. - Luke Almeida”
― Kate Meader, Flirting with Fire

“Don't bother unpacking the rest," she said, tearing the lease in half. "I'm kicking you out now."
She was almost as strong willed and stubborn as he was. But he had much better taste in furniture.
He snorted a laugh. "I'd like to see you try."
"I'm sure you would," she snapped. "It's probably the only way you can get a woman near you with that giant ego in the way."
"I am hardly lacking for female companionship."
Layla rolled her eyes in an overly dramatic fashion. "I'm not interested in hearing about your visits to the nail bar. I just want you gone."
"It's not going to happen, sweetheart. I have the document in digital form, and the law on my side."
"Family trumps the law." She folded her arms under her generous breasts. Sweat trickled down his back. Karen had nothing on this woman, even with her creative use of a toy blood pressure cuff.
"Not in the real world. My attorney works upstairs. If you need further proof, I can ask him to join us and confirm that the lease is valid.”
― Sara Desai, The Marriage Game

“It didn't get much more patriotic than sex in a Chevy on the Fourth of July. God bless America.”
― Kate Meader, Flirting with Fire

“What can I do to get you out of your shirt today, Luke?”
Her voice held a husky, wheeler-dealer tone, the kind of voice for which he was likely to do anything. He imagined that voice whispering in his ear, issuing wicked orders, making him hard as steel.”
― Kate Meader, Flirting with Fire

“How do you go from ruthless capitalist matchmaking pimp one moment to considerate gentleman the next?"
"Im a complicated man." He joined her at the credenza. "I thought I'd stay in case you needed more snacks."
"I'll allow it," she said magnanimously. "But I'll do the talking. You can just scowl and look frightening and intense. It shouldn't be hard since it seems to be your normal state of being."
Sam snorted. "And here I thought I was doing you a favor..."
"Would you like some tea?"
"If it's not chai."
"No one hates chai. What kind of desi are you?" She filled a cup with boiling water and motioned for him to select a tea bag.
"The bad kind." His lips quirked at the corners. He'd smiled more since meeting Layla than he had in the last two years.
"I should have guessed." She raised an admonishing eyebrow. "You have bad boy written all over you."
He selected the Black Dragon tea simply because the name appealed to his senses. Anything that had to do with highly intelligent, powerful, fire-breathing creatures couldn't be bad.”
― Sara Desai, The Marriage Game

“If someone is not your type, don't waste their time or yours by flirting with them.”
― Germany Kent

“Nice sportsmanship, though. Good to see how quickly you've abandoned all efforts to make me like you."
The last part slips out before I consider our small audience, and I hear a soft, delighted gasp from Teagan. Benny straightens up, his face brightening and one eyebrow raised in teasing challenge.
"Is that what you think? Oh, sweet, lovely, stealthily talented Reese. I'm only demonstrating how well I can separate work from the personal. That's why you didn't want to go out with me, isn't it?" He steps closer to me and I back up, flattening myself against the front of Teagan's desk and regretting that she's witnessing any of this. "I haven't abandoned any efforts when it comes to you. I'm just playing the long game."
He backs away, eyes twinkling with mischief. "See you in the kitchen, yeah?"
Before Teagan can suppress her laughter enough to pester me about any of what just happened, I start toward marketing, calling over my shoulder, "Nothing to see here! Back to work!”
― Kaitlyn Hill, Love from Scratch