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“So I flirt with disaster once or twice. Who doesn’t?��

He snorted. “You don’t just flirt with disaster, you have intercourse with it.”
― Dannika Dark, Impulse

“So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? ��”
― Simona Panova, Nightmarish Sacrifice

“You know what, your imagination works faster than your mind.”
― Simona Panova, Nightmarish Sacrifice

“Flirting is the sin of the virtuous and the virtue of the
sinful.”
― Paul Bourget, was it love

“You know what I used to dream about, in stir?" His voice was hoarse, the words low and fast and faintly guttural. "I used to dream about you. You were the only clean and good and decent thing left in my life, and I would dream about you. I used to dream about taking your clothes off piece by piece, and what you would look like naked, and how it would feel to fuck you really good. I used to dream about that in high school, too. In fact, I got off almost every night for the last fourteen years, dreaming about you." Rachel's lips parted with shock. Speechless, she stared at him wide-eyed for what seemed an eternity while her heart suddenly hammered and her throat went dry.
"I'm fucking tired of dreaming,”
― Karen Robards, One Summer

“Our eyes met and his grin stretched another quarter-inch. Another schoolgirl flip--followed by a very un-schoolgirl wave of heat. He leaned even farther over the boards, lips parting to say something.

"Hey, Kris!" someone yelled behind him. "If you want to flirt with Eve, tell her to meet you in the penalty box. You'll be back there soon enough.”
― Kelley Armstrong, Haunted

“Yeah, he’s just a huge flirt. He flirted with me, every female reporter within eyeshot, some of the men, and a pot plant on the way into his office. It’s pathological.”
― Ally Blake, Getting Red-Hot with the Rogue