Sexy Accents Quotes

“Weel, hallo there,” he said in a thick accent… He threw his head back and laughed—a rich, joyous sound that bounced off the water… “Aye, that I am, indeed. Aiden MacRae of Eilean Donan. Very pleased to be meeting you.”
― Cyndi Tefft, Between

“American girls shivered and quivered at the Aussie accent whispered against their bodies.”
― Cristin Harber, Redemption

“I'll apologize," he said, "for the poor timing. And the sorry lack of forethought in not making my interest known. But no' for kissin' you, Leilani. Or, more t' the point, for wantin' to." He stopped, hearing the accent of his childhood creeping back into his words.
He smiled broadly then, to cover how much that little backside had shaken him, knowing full well he was relying on his infamous rapscallion grin that had, from a very young age, gotten him out of countless scrapes and sticky situations. For a very long time, it had been the only thing he'd had going for him. Leilani would not likely be swayed... but it was a defense mechanism he couldn't override at the moment. "It wasn't exactly how I'd imagined it, but I promise you, I'm nothing if not diligent when trying to perfect something new. "
She said nothing to that.
Keeping the smile in place suddenly took quite a bit of work, so he turned and opened the door.
"You imagined kissing me?"
He jerked his gaze back to hers, his grin broadening further, without the least bit of calculation this time. "It's been the centerpiece of some of my very best daydreams." He wisely left unspoken the far more vivid ones he'd had at night.”
― Donna Kauffman, Sugar Rush

“Next up is Chef Ashna Raje and her partner, the greatest striker in the history of football, Frederico Silva."
The audience went wild, their share of applause noticeably louder than everyone else's. DJ made a production out of waiting for the applause to die down without seeming like a hack. The network had done well with their choice of host. The man had a deep, sophisticated voice and a London accent that moved comfortably between posh and working class. He grinned at Rico with the friendliness of someone Rico had not been an arse to just recently.
The person who had provoked him enough to make an arse out of himself turned to him and seemed to read exactly how guilty he was feeling. That of all things seemed to loosen out the knots she'd been tied up in since they had arrived at the studio today.
"Bonus points for calling it football, mate," Rico said, and the crowd booed playfully.
"And by football they both mean soccer," Ashna added. "This is America, guys!"
The crowd went nuts.”
― Sonali Dev, Recipe for Persuasion