Top 150 Elena Armas Quotes (2025 Update)
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101. “There was something lodged right in between my ribs that felt a lot like a ticking bomb.”

— Elena Armas

102. “I don’t think it computes as a hug when one of the parties remains like a wooden stick, Captain Not So Obvious.”

— Elena Armas

103. “I frowned. “Something in my mouth?” God knew that with my record, I had probably been talking with a chunk of fish or cilantro hanging off my mouth. Aaron dipped his head, his mouth landing on the corner of my lips. Then, I felt his tongue peek out and wipe that spot clean. “Not anymore.”

— Elena Armas

104. “What almost knocked me on my ass, if not for the seat belt, was Aaron leading his finger to his mouth, parting those lips that were so often pressed in an unamused line, and wiping the chocolate clean off his thumb. Chocolate that he had just retrieved from the corner of my mouth. A riot of emotions burst inside my belly as I watched his throat gulp it down, appreciation flashing through his face.”

— Elena Armas

105. “If I were yours, I would not be capable of functioning without touching you.” His words made something in my chest constrict. “I couldn’t go a few minutes without doing this,” he added, squeezing my waist with his hand and slipping his thumb below my sleeping shirt, robbing me of the following breath. “Or something like this.” Aaron stepped further into me, pressing his hips against mine. A helpless whimper left me.”

— Elena Armas

106. “He. Did. Not. Fit.”

— Elena Armas

107. “I don’t send them all away.”

— Elena Armas

108. “And if I am interested in someone, I make myself heard. I will find a way for her to know. Sooner or later, she’ll know.” Aaron didn’t look at me, not once. He just spoke with his gaze on the road ahead of us.”

— Elena Armas

109. “Aaron’s fingers found my chin, tilting my face up to meet his gaze. “Hey.” The blue in his eyes shone under the fluorescent light illuminating the terminal, snatching all my attention. “There you are.”

— Elena Armas

110. “Because, hermanita, he has it bad.” A snort involuntarily escaped my lips. “Yeah, sure.”

— Elena Armas

111. “Surprisingly, everything was going smoothly. So far, no awkward or embarrassing moments had made me regret all my life choices, and no one had dropped any inappropriate questions that made me want to open a hole in the ground and plunge myself in.”

— Elena Armas

112. “She took me back. Eventually,” he said, stepping closer to my side, leaning forward until the side of his face lined with mine. “But I don’t go around putting on an apron for just anybody.”

— Elena Armas

113. “Aaron, what are your intentions with Lina? You are not just fooling around, are you? What do you think about marriage? Because Lina is about to turn thirty and – ” “Charo,” I interrupted her. “Ya basta,” I hissed. “And I’m only twenty-eight. Jesus.” Aaron chuckled behind me. “Marriage is one of my favorite institutions.” My jaw hit the floor. “I’ve always wanted to get married.” My breath hitched, my mouth still hanging open. “Have a bunch of kids. A dog too.”

— Elena Armas

114. “What are you thinking, Aaron?” A hum rose in his throat, the sound deep and husky. It shot straight to my chest. “I’m thinking you want me to kiss you.” My blood swirled at his words, turning thicker. I do, I do. “And I’m also thinking that if I don’t do it soon, I might lose my goddamn mind.”

— Elena Armas

115. “And I imagined this, his hug, his body, him, being my safe-heaven. My normal. My bad days, my good days. My every day...”

— Elena Armas

116. “Me.” He tilted his head, holding my gaze. “That’s what’s being auctioned.” His voice matched the quality of his eyes, making a shiver trail down my arms. “And that’s what you’ll be bidding on tonight, Catalina. Me.”

— Elena Armas

117. “This is not a one-way street, Rosie. You look after me and I look after you. We take care of each other. We’re a team.”

— Elena Armas

118. “One day, I was going to throw something at that ridiculously symmetrical face of his. I truly was, but it was never going to be a brownie.”

— Elena Armas

119. “Aaron’s fingers slid to my ankle, kneading and easing the tension away as they went, robbing me of my breath.”

— Elena Armas

120. “Aaron’s hand shot to the console, changing the temperature setting and switching on the heating of my seat.”

— Elena Armas

121. “Do I have your attention?” “You don’t need to do any of that.” He lowered the large black-and-white-colored pages with a brisk motion. “You always have my undivided attention, Catalina.”

— Elena Armas

122. “Dammit, Rosie,” I whispered with my arms still around her, making eye contact with the approaching man. “We have summoned him again.” I.”

— Elena Armas

123. “They probably thought they were not taking any side, but they were. Their silence was doing exactly that.”

— Elena Armas

124. “In the real world, there was a consequence to every decision I made. To every choice that I ever took. A perfect world where life happened neatly and ideally didn’t exist. Life was messy and often hard. It did not wait for anybody to be ready or to expect the bumps on the road. You had to grab on to the wheel and steer your way back to your lane. And that was all I had done. That was what had brought me to where I was. For better or for worse.”

— Elena Armas

125. “Is that what this is? You like bringing me to my knees?”

— Elena Armas

126. “Then, there’s the way his eyes have been on you the whole time we’ve been here.” Whoa, what? “It’s been only, what? A couple of hours? And he’s still absorbed by you, watching and following every single move you make, as if you were pooping rainbows and leaving behind a trail of glitter. It would be disgusting if I wasn’t in love myself.” She patted my hand. “And trust me, sis, you all red and blotchy? Not that cute.”

— Elena Armas

127. “Not like a ride in a yeehaw kind of way. I said that because one takes cars for a ride. Like, for a spin. But not men, not in that way. At least, I have never taken a man for a spin.”

— Elena Armas

128. “It all felt unreal. Like a cruel nightmare I’d wake up from any minute now. But it never happened.”

— Elena Armas

129. “Two gin and tonics, please,” he said without so much as a second glance to the flight attendant. “That okay, baby?”

— Elena Armas

130. “As you said back in your apartment, I’m a big boy.”

— Elena Armas

131. “Of course,” he said with his brows still furrowed. “I always have time for you.”

— Elena Armas

132. “How lonely I must be when my only option was a colleague who didn’t even like me all that much in the first place.”

— Elena Armas

133. “It’s becoming really hard to make myself wait.” Another pass of his lips over the same patch of skin. “You are very close to driving me out of my mind.”

— Elena Armas

134. “Cheeks flushed, I was completely and utterly unprepared for what the half-naked man in front of me did next. Aaron’s eyes twinkled under the Spanish sun, one corner of his lips curled, gifting me with a full-fledged smirk, and then he winked. A single, quick, playful wink.”

— Elena Armas

135. “You were looking at me the way you are now. Just like that. I didn’t want it to end.”

— Elena Armas

136. “When Aaron finally spoke, his voice had a breathless texture, “You pinched my ass, Catalina.” I had. And I was sorry. Sort of. Which didn’t excuse the shameless, outright joyful grin that broke out on my face.”

— Elena Armas

137. “Dear God. The amount of information one could learn from someone’s socials when one looked long and frequently enough was terrifying.”

— Elena Armas

138. “That flawless, shirtless, blue-eyed bastard. Throwing me off-balance like that.”

— Elena Armas

139. “The chances of him,” I told Rosie, “being actually serious are the same chances I have of having Chris Evans pop out of nowhere and confess his undying love for me.”

— Elena Armas

140. “And I know that even if something did break you – because that’s life and no one is invincible – you’d still put the pieces back together and remain the brightest thing I’d ever seen.”

— Elena Armas

141. “Oh boy. And did he ever.”

— Elena Armas

142. “So demanding.” A husky chuckle caressed my lips. “If I snuck my hand under your dress,” Aaron rasped against my mouth, rocking against me and throbbing between my legs, “how wet would I find you, baby?”

— Elena Armas

143. “Our room, which we had to share now.”

— Elena Armas

144. “I ignored the way that made me feel.”

— Elena Armas

145. “Aaron broke the silence, saying, “Dance with me.”

— Elena Armas

146. “We are ignoring him though. You don’t need to spare his feelings. He doesn’t have any.”

— Elena Armas

147. “To which I had snorted so hard that a little bit of water came out my nose.”

— Elena Armas

148. “Yes. Do not look at me like that,” I told him, pointing my finger at his frown. “In Spain, cousins and second cousins are immediate family too, okay? Same goes for uncles, aunts, and great-uncles and great-aunts. Sometimes, neighbors too.”

— Elena Armas

149. “Hold on to her, son. For as long as time lets you.”

— Elena Armas

150. “So, I took whatever you had for me even if that was hatred, antagonism, your obvious dislike, anything if that gave me a few minutes with you every day. If that put me on your mind, even for a little while.”

— Elena Armas