He Looked At Her Quotes

#1. So." He looked at her expectantly. "Shall we go?" Emma blinked. "Now?" "Did you not say you would like to see inside?" "Well . . . yes. If you are certain it is safe." "Perfectly safe." He extracted his pocket watch and glanced at it. "That is, for the next four hours.

Julie Klassen

#2. But when he looked at her - and she looked at him - they both knew that there was something worse than kissing the wrong person. It was wanting to.

Kristin Hannah

#3. He looked down with pleasure-hazed eyes, at her face so tenderly confined in the bracket of his hands, and he whispered in Romany, I am yours.

Lisa Kleypas

#4. She held his stare, waiting for a clue to his intentions - a smile, a nod, even a frown. But he just looked straight at her, his eyes boring holes in her, reaching inside and lighting a fuse line of heat down to her belly. It seemed to last an eternity, that stare.

Maggie LaCroix

#5. He thinks he is a flower to be looked at And when he pulls his frilly nylon pants right up tight He feels a dedicated follower of fashion. When a waiter at Buckingham Palace spilled soup on her dress: Never darken my Dior again!

Ray Davies

#6. He framed her face with his calloused hands and looked down at her. His beautiful blue eyes searched her face and all her fears fled. In his eyes she saw everything she needed. Gentleness, kindness, passion and ... maybe, just maybe a hint of love.

Tamara Hoffa

#7. Hunter walked out of the waves, and without any pretense, he wrapped her in his arms. She looked up at him, her eyes searing his.

He bent his head lower, his voice a raspy whisper. "I've never met anyone like you.

Lisa Kessler

#8. She watched him, her head angled. He sometimes felt that she looked at him the way a cat regards a mouse. He just wondered how long it would take for her to pounce.

Sarah J. Maas

#9. Her profession did not fascinate him in the least, and he had no boyhood memories of tenderness or embarrassment to soften him toward the subtleties of her trade; when he looked at her, he saw only a catalogue of indiscretions.

Eleanor Catton

#10. She looked at him like he mattered, like she needed him, like all the happiness in her world was somehow bound to him, and it made a fierce longing, like he'd never experienced before, spring up within him.

Katy Regnery

#11. He looked at her with a touch of defiance, as if waiting for an angry answer. But her answer was worse than anger: her face remained expressionless, as if the truth or falsehood of his convictions were of no concern to her any longer.

Ayn Rand

#12. Her eyes widened. "My." She looked at him hesitantly and then bit her lip. "This might be more difficult than I realized. You're a large man, aren't you?" She blushed. "I mean, all over."
He managed to nod. Yes, damn it. And getting excruciatingly larger by the minute.

Monica McCarty

#13. He looked down at her and rolled his eyes then looked over and saw me approaching with the chain. "What happened to her?" I asked peeking around him. "I knocked her out. I got tired of listening to her whimpering. I mean if you're a cold blooded killer, act like it." He

Yolanda Olson

#14. He looked at her for a long moment, as if remembering unfinished conversations, and then went back to place some damp, slow-burning turf on the fire.

Pete Hamill

#15. He gave her to understand that he had looked at her with some earnestness. She knew it well; and she remembered another person's look also.

Jane Austen

#16. I'd watch your mouth", he said, tilting his head as he looked at my ID."The last lunker who laughed at her picture spent the night in the emergency room with a drink umbrella jammed up his nose".

Kim Harrison

#17. He looked at her. There was something about her. When he was with her he felt happy, excited; when he was apart from her he found himself wanting to be with her again.

Nicole Mones

#18. Fern was smiling at him from the doorway and he smiled back, liking the way she looked at him, as if there was nothing wrong with his face, as if his very presence made her happy.

Amy Harmon

#19. She looked at him; she did not speak. He was there beside her, yet she was far away from him, alone with her outraged love and her ruined life. His feelings had nothing in them to make him silent.

Edith Hamilton

#20. She wouldn't have done it if he hadn't looked at her the way he did. But she had wanted to be in his arms. In fact, she had wanted it ... and enjoyed it ... far too much.

Melanie Dickerson

#21. He looked down at her as he eased from the bed. Why such a creature of light and love and life should have come to him, he could not fathom. But he was grateful. Very grateful.

Elizabeth Hoyt

#22. Po looked at her, but he didn't see her. His eyes snapped, silver ice and gold fire.

Kristin Cashore

#23. He gave me a message for you." She tightened her lips as if the words soured her mouth.
"What is it?"
"That you are in his blood."
I looked down at the deck to hide the answering surge within my own blood.
"Those are the words of a lover, Eona.

Alison Goodman

#24. They sat beside the stone, and did not speak again; and when the sun went down Morwen sighed and clasped his hand, and was still; and Hurin knew that she died.He looked down at her in the twilight and it seemed to him that the lines of grief and cruel hardship were smoothed away.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#25. Harry looked at the frog and then at Song Lee. "I'm in love," he whispered. "With a frog?" I replied. "No! With her.

Suzy Kline

#26. Everyone who sees us
especially Stanhope, who has been friends with us both for years
knows we're just out for a ride. Not out for a ride."
He looked at her, shaking his head in confusion. "Women truly are strange and unknowable creatures

Sarah MacLean

#27. He hadn't really rejected her, had he?
Or maybe she was reading into her memory of the moment what she wanted to see.
Probably.
Then again, he'd been hard. And he;s looked at her like he wanted to eat her. And she was totally game to be his buffet.

Laura Kaye

#28. It was hard to be around Jean because he looked at her and saw what Meg's future would have been if she hadn't been brave enough to run away - and if Jean hadn't been brave enough to stay.

Anne Bishop

#29. He looked right into her and then he said, "In a second I'm going to ask you if you're okay. Your answer is extremely important. If you can keep fighting, or at least keep running, you have to say 'yes'. Otherwise we have to run away and let them win this one. Now. Are you okay?

David Wellington

#30. She looked up from the tag. "Uh, news flash. Your friends hate me."
"They don't know you," he said. Opening his door, he climbed out. He turned back, though, and leaned in on the door frame, peering at her. "Besides," he said, "you'd be with me.

Kelly Creagh

#31. Sweetie," Dino said, coming over to put his arm around her shoulder. He tipped her head up and looked into her eyes with great empathy. "You can't fuck a statue. At least not at that angle. You'd at least have to tip it onto its back first, and as a conservator, I can't recommend it.

Rosanna Leo

#32. Covered he was gone at all."
"What did the note say?" Tamara asked. Master Lemuel glowered at her, and Master North looked surprised to be interrupted. Clearly, neither of them knew Tamara very well.

Cassandra Clare

#33. Yeah." The anger and shock were fading, replaced by an awful helplessness that felt a whole lot worse. "I can't believe anyone would hurt her like that." He looked up at him. "Honest to God, Nate, she's a sweetheart. How in hell could someone do that to her?

Kaylea Cross

#34. he'd reached his car, turned to look at her. "Don't look at me like that, Sera. It's not fair." He looked away and took a breath, shaking his head slightly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean...It's just too much for me. You're too much.

Jen Meyers

#35. He looked at her uncomfortably; blinking, you know, like one not sure whether he was awake or asleep.

J.M. Barrie

#36. He sang one whole verse directly to her, then, in fidelity to the song, he sent his vision inward to where his purest music was always found, and he looked at no one at all as he sang to Eanna herself, a hymn to names and the naming of things.

Guy Gavriel Kay

#37. He knew that he was vulnerable to her in this state, that her expertise, like Laurent's, was in finding weakness and pressing down. He looked over at Laurent and said, flatly, 'Deal with it.' Laurent

C.S. Pacat

#38. She looked back to see Sam standing there at the edge of the strip of sunlight inside Common Grounds, staring after her with an expression on his face like he'd lost his best- his only friend.

Rachel Caine

#39. Jenny Fleming merely looked exasperated. 'That young man,' she said, 'ought to be plucked out of his pride and impaled on a thornbush. He introduced me to someone as the Controller of the King's Beam, last time we met.' Which at least had the merit of making her daughter laugh, if a little wildly.

Dorothy Dunnett

#40. He stood looking at her. She knew that he did not see her. No, she thought, it was not that exactly. He always looked straight at people and his damnable eyes never missed a thing, it was only that he made people feel as if they did not exist. He just stood looking.

Ayn Rand

#41. He looked around at the others ... They were all staring at their computers, or reading books or newspapers. Not one of them has noticed the weather. Maybe that's how the world was now ... Everyone was so wrapped up in his or her own little world that no one ever really saw anything anymore.

David Baldacci

#42. He's just ... " I tried, wanting to say "sweet" or "caring" or "funny" - because they're all totally true. But instead, I said, "He's just a normal boy."
"Hmph," Macey scoffed. "I know lots of normal boys."
I looked at her. "I don't.

Ally Carter

#43. ...But you, Lance, you've always needed someone special. And...I knew it was right when I met Tim. He needs you too, so much."

Lance just looked at her helplessly, unable to say anything.

"Oh, my dear son." She squeezed his hands. "He makes you dance.

Eli Easton

#44. Charlie?" He holstered his gun and waited until she looked at him. "Do you really think you could love a man who can outshoot you?" Her smile immediately flipped down. "Not sure how well August shoots, but that doesn't - " "No, not August. Me.

Melissa Jagears

#45. Lord Hamlin's eyes darted in their direction, alighted on Rose, and held. His expression changed and his features softened as he looked at her.

Melanie Dickerson

#46. Conall,"
"Aye, Alexia?" He looked up at her. Was that fear in his caramel eyes?
"I am going to take advantage of you," she said

Gail Carriger

#47. Her husband sat silently while she talked, his hands fisted together, his half-smile set in concrete; he looked wisely down at the tablecloth. So this is marriage, I thought: this shared tedium, this twitchiness, and those little powdery runnels forming to the sides of the nose.

Margaret Atwood

#48. Finally Doug broke the stalemate and looked at Megan.
"Thanks a lot," he said sarcastically. Then he yanked off his plastic gloves, tossed them at her feet, and stormed away.
Finn let out a sigh as he gazed after his brother. "You know, my parents really should have stopped with me.

Kate Brian

#49. When Trace simply held her hands out to her sides and looked at her, Priss asked, "Are we going to have sex now?"
His mouth twitched, and his gaze warmed, but he sounded dead serious when he said, "Yeah, I think we are.

Lori Foster

#50. Imogen looked at Ty, at the one man who could halt her stone-cold logic and make her just feel ... She needed that, to be caught off guard, to learn to trust her first gut reaction to her emotions. There had been no hesitation on her part - he had asked and her heart had sung out a big fat yes.

Erin McCarthy

#51. Our mother used to say that a hero doesn't always have to slay a dragon to save the day." She swept a lock of hair behind her ear in an honest gesture, then pursed her lips and looked back at him, her gaze endearing. "Sometimes he just walks through the fire alongside you, and that's enough.

Kristy Cambron

#52. Father looked at her and she was beautiful in the way she had been as a girl. He did not realize the pleasure he felt in having made her cry.

E.L. Doctorow

#53. They stopped and looked at each other. She knew, only when he did it, that she had known he would. He seized her, she felt her lips in his mouth, felt her arms grasping him in violent answer ...

Ayn Rand

#54. He sat back in the seat and looked over at her. "I wish you'd go away," he whispered, "so that we could finally talk.

Rainbow Rowell

#55. Her eyes were narrow, but when she really looked at something they suddenly opened wide: two dark eyes, never timid, brimming with curiosity. He

Haruki Murakami

#56. He looked at her for another moment, then bent down on one knee.
Sidney's heart leapt out of her chest. "Oh my God, what are you doing?"
"Um ... getting eye-to-eye so we can talk," he said, as if this were evident.
"Oh. Right.

Julie James

#57. As Creb looked at the peaceful, trusting face of the strange girl in his lap, he felt a deep love flowering in his soul for her. He couldn't have loved her more if she were his own.

Jean M. Auel

#58. But as they settled into their seats in the inn's busy dining room, he looked at her across the table and it wasn't her beauty he saw. It was her heart. And her soul. And he had a sinking feeling that his life was never going to be the same.

Julia Quinn

#59. Maybe he's lonely, she said, and I just looked at her wondering if she expected me to open a Home for the Socially Challenged or what. Then she started giggling and I had the feeling we were thinking the same thing, namely, some people are lonely for all the right reasons.

Meg Rosoff

#60. She pulled away and looked at him. 'I kissed you and you left.' When Kat heard the pounding, she thought it was the beating of her heart. It was too loud, she thought. Hale was going to hear it; he was going to see it; and he was going to know how much power he had to hurt her.

Ally Carter

#61. They are all so beautiful,' she said.
He looked down at her. 'Not half so beautiful as you are,' he said. 'Nor do they speak to me, nor touch me. Even Fourpaws will not touch me. Beauty, will you marry me?

Robin McKinley

#62. He looked at her then, and she could see he wasn't afraid.
"Nothing really dies as long as it's not forgotten," he said.

L.J.Smith

#63. Joe certainly didn't seem concerned with his own enlightenment, but he did seem more intelligent than the average muscle neck. Then he raised his arm, bent his head, and sniffed his pit.
Gabrielle looked at the plates in her hands. She should have used paper.

Rachel Gibson

#64. Taggle looked up at her, his amber eyes as deep as the loneliness Kate had felt before he became her friend.
"The traditional thing," he said slowly, "involves the river and a sack.

Erin Bow

#65. Harder to know that her father had sent her here. Hard, horrible, the the way he had looked at her, disowned her, accused her of treason. She'd been guilty. She had done every thing that he believed of her, and now she had no father.

Marie Rutkoski

#66. Maybe it was the alcohol. Yeah. That's probably what it was. The booze must have mixed with the romance in the air and turned him soft. But then, if that's all it was, why did his stomach sink to the floor at her reaction? Did he really want to marry her? He looked

Natalie K. Martin

#67. Under her high brows, she eyed him straight on and straight across. She had gone to girls' schools, he recalled later. Those girls looked straight at you.

Annie Dillard

#68. Yellowfang dragged her gaze from Brokenstar and looked at Fireheart. Her eyes clouded with pain and grief as she murmured, "He is my son." Fireheart felt the ground lurch under his paws.

Erin Hunter

#69. He looked like Bree, didn't he? He was like her?" "Yes." He breathed heavily, almost a snort. "I could see it in your face - when you'd look at her, I could see you thinking of him. Damn you, Claire Beauchamp," he said, very softly.

Diana Gabaldon

#70. Cordelia looked at Edric. "Which way will lead to our respite, think you?"
"I don't know, my lady," he admitted.
There was a pause.
"This way," Tania decided, heading off to the left and pulling him with her.
"Why?"
"It's downhill.

Allan Frewin Jones

#71. He looked at his watch and knew he had to get going. He wished he could spend forever staring at her, but he was not meant to have that much happiness; he never thought he deserved it. Not after spending centuries as he did.

Daniele Lanzarotta

#72. He looked up at her. Age and worry had taken their toll on her frail body, but she was kind and beautiful. And for a moment, memories and thoughts swam to the surface, the world coming into utter clarity. And all of them revolved around Amanda, his wife of fifty years.

Crissy Moss

#73. One by one, they went around the room, bowing and curtsying in turn. Suddenly panicked, Cinder looked at Kai. He gave her a one-shouldered shrug, suggesting that, yeah, it's weird, but you get used to it. When

Marissa Meyer

#74. She looked at him for an age, and he read nothing short of love on her face. It warmed him to the core he'd thought dead, and scared the crap out of him.

Dianna Hardy

#75. Her ambitions have always exceeded her abilities." He paused, and looked directly at Regal. "In royalty, that is a most lamentable failing.

Robin Hobb

#76. They finished laughing and caught their breaths, and looked at each other, and Ani thought Geric looked at her too long, as though he forgot he was looking, as though he did not wish to do anything else. She looked back. Her took heart took its time quieting down.

Shannon Hale

#77. As he looked at her, she felt that flood of restlessness that she now knew was called desire.

Shelly Thacker

#78. One day I'm going to find a way to rid you of that beast resting on your arm. (Artemis) (He looked at her over his shoulder.) And one day I'm going to find a way to rid myself of the beast resting on my back. (Acheron)

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#79. The way he looked at her, so possessively and territorially, had everything inside of Sonya becoming alert.

Jenika Snow

#80. Her eyes travel down to where he's gripping the handle of her suitcase. "What're you doing?" she asks, blinking at him.
"You looked like you needed some help."
Hadley just stares at him.
"And this way it's perfectly legal," he adds with a grin.

Jennifer E. Smith

#81. He looked at the books, and she wanted to say, 'Stop that,' as though he were reading her diary.

Elizabeth Strout

#82. You made it clear you did not want to discuss the past with him. I followed through on your request."
"By beating him senseless?"
Calisto looked at Tom, then back to her. "Perhaps he never had any sense to begin with.

Lisa Kessler

#83. She looked at the boy. He knew her weakness for storytelling. And it was, after all, only a story. Still, she wished he had chosen a happier one.

Marie Rutkoski

#84. You like being in love with someone who's not going to love you back." She opened her eyes. He looked at her. "Why would I like that?" she asked. He shrugged. "I don't know.

Leah Stewart

#85. I got a funny feeling like something was real wrong ...
Looked at her shoes and her feets was real long!
Then it hit me, Oh please God no,
Don't let this ho turn out to be a John Doe ...
He pulled a fast one on me, yo!

Fatlip

#86. Good luck to you," he said, and she remembered how he had looked at her as she pinned Yah Tayyib, as if she was some kind of monster.

Maybe she was.

Kameron Hurley

#87. She supposed a properly bred London lady would be expected to faint in shock at the sight of a shirtless gentleman, but he looked far too delicious for her to close her eyes.

Suzanne Enoch

#88. He lifted up on one elbow and looked down at her. What she wouldn't give to see what he saw, to know what made him look at her that way.

Sarah Addison Allen

#89. He felt something trickle down his face and he wiped it away irritably. When he looked at the back of his hand, he found trails of red. He had never cried in his life; in fact, he could not cry with no tear ducts. But now, at last, he was. He was crying tears of blood. For her.

Phillip W. Simpson

#90. Renee Anabeth Cooper, even though you are bossy, and you think that you know everything because you're three years older than me," he chuckled and then straightened up his angelic face. His blue eyes looked up at her with all the love that he muster. "Will you do me the honor of being my wife.

Latrivia S. Nelson

#91. Miller pushed her down at his feet and pulled out his small handgun. He checked the clip and then the safety and held it menacingly across his chest. He looked like a little twelve year old gangster. It was adorable.

Rachel Higginson

#92. Right, well, he'd been sick for a while and his nurse said to him, 'You seem to be feeling better this morning,' and Isben looked at her and said, 'On the contrary,' and then he died.

John Green

#93. Jimmy Valentine looked into her eyes, forgetting at once what he was. He became another man.

O. Henry

#94. But you used to know a good thing when you saw it.

Trouble is, that's never what I see when I look in the mirror.

What do you see? He looked at her.

Sometimes I don't see anything at all.

Ian Rankin

#95. His eyes looked directly at her, and she felt something jump inside. The eyes, the voice, the face, the silver hair, the easy way he moved his body, old ways, disturbing ways, ways that draw you in. Ways that whisper to you in the final moment before sleep comes, when the barriers have fallen.

Robert James Waller

#96. She shook her head, and he just-stared at her. She could feel his gaze, although she looked straight ahead and pretended that she didn't notice he was watching her.

Judith O'Brien

#97. Please don't do this - don't do this to me. If anything happened to you - "
He looked at her with surprise. There was already a red stain on the white bandages that wrapped his chest, where his movements had pulled his wound open. "I ... "
"What?"
"I'm not used to you loving me," he said.

Cassandra Clare

#98. He squinted, as if he could shut out my damned, unreasonable request, then relaxed and opened his eyes again. "I'm an Aeolus, okay?"
"A what?" Kat asked.
"Like on a breast?" Scott looked at him in confusion. Kat buried her face in one of her hands.
"Like a windkeeper, you jackass.

Robert J. Crane

#99. Celaena." She looked back at him, her red gown sweeping around her. His eyes shone as he flashed her a crooked grin. "I missed you this summer."
She met his stare unflinchingly, returning the smile as she said, "I hate to admit it, Sam Cortland, but I missed your sorry ass, too.

Sarah J. Maas

#100. Nick spoke for the first time. "Can I go to the nurse's office too?"
Ms. Popplewell looked at him It obviously took her only one look to decide. "No."
"I'm traumatized too," Nick claimed, his voice completely flat.
"He's a delicate flower," Alan said under his breath.

Sarah Rees Brennan