Quote by Callie Hart Download Open image ““I’m not distracted by his biceps. Nope, not at all. That would be incredibly shallow of me.”” — Callie Hart ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.5 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“So really, it isn't as if noticing something like his well-toned biceps or his seriously long eyelashes means anything - other than a confirmation… — Hannah Harrington Copy Share Image
“He's tall with broad shoulders, the kind I'd like to run my hands across and glide down his strong arms. His dark hair is… — Georgia Cates Copy Share Image
“His biceps is bigger than her head, but he’s as gentle as a lamb with her.” — Elle Kennedy Copy Share Image
“And then— He leans in. Not much. Just slightly. Just enough that if she moved even an inch— Their lips would touch.” — Amelia Frostwood Copy Share Image
“Huge biceps are an unattractive-uneducated-underpaid man's last attempt to be seen as worthy of dating, or, sleeping with.” — Mokokoma Mokhonoana Copy Share Image
“She was average height, more slender than curvy. And he realized with horror that he was attracted to her. A lot.” — Miranda Liasson Copy Share Image
“How I wished I had shoulders like his. Maybe I wouldn’t long for them if I had them?” — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“Then he folded his arms on his chest, so his biceps strained at the sleeves of his t-shirt, courtesy of the arm curl machine.” — Jennifer Echols Copy Share Image
“His eyes seemed swimmably deep. I couldn’t have looked away if I tried.” — A.A. Chamberlynn Copy Share Image
“I tried not to stare at his body because I already knew it was good. Instead I focused on his eyes.” — Robert J. Crane Copy Share Image
“I could feel him paying attention to me with every inch of his being. He wanted to know me. My skin tightened with the… — Martha Southgate Copy Share Image
“Next, I wasn't willing to mimic a dude. I'd done it twice and it wasn't something I wanted to do again. Ever. Extra body… — Jus Accardo Copy Share Image
“I didn’t know if you took sugar.” “I don’t.” “Let me guess. You’re sweet enough?” My voice dripped with sarcasm. “No, Lang. I’m not… — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
“I think I’m gonna have to catch her when she collapses against me, face pressed into my chest, but I don’t. She’s just tired… — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
“She’s telling me not to freak out. Oh, holy fuck I must look like a complete psycho right now if Lacey is trying to… — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
“You think I'm right out of a horror film, don't you?" "Well this is hardly a fairy tale, is it?" "It could be. If… — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
“A deviant spark flares in his eyes, daring me to deny him. I don’t. I can’t. He slides his fingers forward, groaning, pushing them… — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
“Zeth’s chest is heaving, too. And he’s wearing that wicked smirk again. Holy fuck, I don’t care if he’s dangerous. I don’t care if… — callie hart Copy Share Image
“He was wealthy third generation Irish landowner arrogant. And where the hell did he even get a motorcycle out here?” — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
“Hot damn. I kind of hate him, but his larger-than-life presence, his magnetism, the way he looks at me like he’s already inside me…he… — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
“Firstly,” he said, holding up his index finger. “I wanted to thank you. I know…I know I’m not an easy person to be around,… — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
“In the end, the decision had been obvious, though sad. And so here I was, on another plane. Wheels up. Thirty thousand feet. Another… — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
“Michael’s beyond hot. With that beautiful, warm skin tone of his and those shockingly bright blue eyes,” — Callie Hart Copy Share Image
“This is what true pleasure feels like. It’s not just the softness of a kiss. It’s not just the delicate touch of hands on… — Callie Hart Copy Share Image