Quotes About His Sweater

#1. Cyn stepped up and grasped his sweater in her fist, pulling his face down to hers. I love you more than life, Raphael. But I won't be dismissed like some piece of fluff whenever it's convenient.

D.B. Reynolds

#2. The soft wool blend of his sweater felt itchy compared to his skin.
Even though we'd been together all night, I couldn't get over the
feel of him, his taste, that potent, delicious smell of his neck. I was
higher than a fan at a Bob Marley concert.

Ophelia London

#3. Your Wheezy, sir, your Wheezy - Wheezy who is giving Dobby his sweater!

J.K. Rowling

#4. I like your story," I say, running my hand up his sweater. "Happy endings are sexy." Ford grins. "When you say shit like that, I can't believe you don't hear how fucking dirty you sound.

Bijou Hunter

#5. A.J. nodded, covering her smile with a hand as Devlin emerged with his hair messed up and hay hanging off his sweater. He looked like he'd been through a war.
"You okay there, champ?" Chester asked. "Those there grain bags can be tough when they come atcha in a pack like that.

J.R. Ward

#6. Then why are you getting dressed?" "Maybe I don't like being the only naked one in the room," I said sarcastically. And immediately regretted it. "That is easily remedied," he told me, and pulled off his sweater.

Karen Chance

#7. His young man's limbs, sleek in their dark male pride, seemed to disdain the covering offered them by the brief shorts and striped jersey. His body might have been naked, like his full, muscled throat, which rose, round and proud as the male organ of a flower, from the neck of his sweater.

Stella Gibbons

#8. I love you. she whispered into the rough wool of his sweater.

L.J.Smith

#9. I really wish you hadn't worn that sweater,'he muttered into her ear.
'It's good practice for you,' she replied,her lips moving against his skin.
'Tomorrow,fishnets.'
Against her side,warm and familiar,she felt him laugh.

Cassandra Clare

#10. I found Waldo. He was in a strip club. He was hard to spot, because he'd already stripped off his red and white striped sweater and was all sweaty.

Jarod Kintz

#11. world comes to realize what I felt going up the hill, then there'll be a kind of right economy of living and of using and using up. Do you know what I mean?" Dannie had clenched his fist, but his eyes were bright as if he still laughed at himself. "Did you ever wear out a sweater

Patricia Highsmith

#12. Mr. Green Sweater looks normal, but his wingman looks hard-core bad boy," said Vee. "Emits a certain don't-mess-with-me signal. Tell me he doesn't look like Dracula's spawn. Tell me I'm imagining things.

Becca Fitzpatrick

#13. Nate liked Death. Death was in the clothes that he wore and the music he listened to. He would wrap himself in a black sweater and ask Death to ride along with him in his Honda Civic.

Lisa Ann Sandell

#14. He's British. He's addicted to waving his long stick around. He has a superb sweater collection.

Brittainy C. Cherry

#15. Wait. You're going to junk up your nice coat, white man. Take this." He shouldered out of his Aglionby sweater and proffered it.

Maggie Stiefvater

#16. The pressure of his touch through my jacket and my sweater was more assurance than any promise ever made to me. It was a touch that said, I have your back and I am here for you. If a girl wasn't careful, she could fall in love with a touch like that.

Justina Chen

#17. He has me pinned on my back in record time, his mouth crashing against mine as we frantically devour one another. "Awesome speech," he murmurs, pushing my sweater up and planting his hot mouth against my equally hot skin. "Very motivational.

Siobhan Davis

#18. Some people got vicious Dobermans. I got a shaved attack poodle in a black sweater. His tough, spawn-of-hell image had taken a fatal blow, but at least he would be warm.

Ilona Andrews

#19. His sister, in a big turquoise Angora sweater, leaned upon the wood frame of the open nursery door, anxiously looking out to see if he was really going to show, beaming and waving like a pastel colored TV Muppet when she spotted him.

Alan Moore

#20. It's been forever.' The words are quiet, hidden against his shoulder.
'That's because,' Oliver says, 'you were waiting for me.' He slips aside the sweater again and kisses my collarbone.

Jodi Picoult

#21. Sprawled in his khakis and citrus-yellow V-neck sweater,

Maggie Stiefvater

#22. When daybreak came we were zooming through New Jersey with the great cloud of Metropolitan New York rising before us in the snowy distance. Dean had a sweater wrapped around his ears to keep warm. He said we were a band of Arabs coming in to blow up New York.

Jack Kerouac

#23. His ruby red rimmed moist eyes were two glasses of cranberry. He wore a cashmere sweater the color of Earl Grey tea ...

Brandi L. Bates

#24. My stomach quivered as I watched him walk to the side of the bed. His dark charcoal gray sweater emphasized his broad shoulders; a white t-shirt was slightly visible at the V-neck.

Melissa A. Hanson

#25. The orb came about because I wanted to do this kitsch sweater for Prince Charles when he went hunting and fishing with his kilt on.

Vivienne Westwood

#26. Blue," he warned, but his voice was chaotic. This close, his throat was scented with mint and wool sweater and vinyl car seat, and Gansey, just Gansey.
She said, "I just want to pretend. I want to pretend that I could.

Maggie Stiefvater

#27. Jem looked at ease in a white sweater and dark jeans. His black hair had a single, dramatic streak of silver in it that stood out against his brown skin.

Cassandra Clare

#28. No one showed him how to live in his clothes, how and elbow needs to worry its way through a sweater like the nub of a spring bulb, poking finally, through the rank, wet earth.

Julie Bruck

#29. He was carrying bulky loot; I could see it under his zipped-up sweater. And when I unzipped it with a one-handed rip, I saw that he was wearing a bandolier loaded with grenades. I have no doubt that a wide, manic smile spread across my pretty little face.

Cherie Priest

#30. A freshman had to wear a black turtleneck sweater, corduroy trousers, and a little black cap called a 'dink' on the back of his head," he wrote in his autobiography, Confessions of a Maverick

Dorothy Wickenden