Top 150 Elena Armas Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “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

102. “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

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

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104. “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

105. “I have no idea why you have this impulse to fly in with your red cape like a nerdy Clark Kent and save the day, but no, thanks. You might look a little like him, but I’m not a damsel in distress.”

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

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107. “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

108. “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

109. “Or the fact that he’d have to pretend he was in love with me.”

— Elena Armas

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

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111. “You like The Lion King?” “Of course.”

— Elena Armas

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

— Elena Armas

113. “I love you, Lina.”

— Elena Armas

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

— Elena Armas

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

— Elena Armas

116. “Now, you can let me walk you out and drive you home” – he paused, like a total drama queen – “or I can carry you out of this building and into my car myself.”

— Elena Armas

117. “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.”

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118. “Aaron dipped his head, his voice dropping too. “Are you trying to impress me with sports lingo, Catalina?” The way he had said my name was new. I couldn’t explain how, but it had been different from any other time he had voiced those four syllables. And it sent a shiver dancing down my arms. “It’s sexy, but don’t ever feel like you need to impress me. I already am.” My lips parted. I thought my breath had hitched too.”

— Elena Armas

119. “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.”

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120. “It’s not about forgetting, but about forgiving yourself and putting in the work to be better. And I tried every day to do that. I’d also learned to live with who I was today without resenting what I’d lost. And I sure as hell knew what I wanted in my future.”

— Elena Armas

121. “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

122. “All is fair in love and war.” It was in a way, I guessed. What I had trouble making sense of was, how did that apply when love was fake, and adversaries were left no choice but to join forces?”

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

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124. “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

125. “Before I could muster the courage to stop him, the last person in the room I had expected to speak beat me to it. “We are done here.”

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

— Elena Armas

127. “You look like a dream.”

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

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129. “I always have time for you.”

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130. “Here,” I heard him say from my side. Looking down, my gaze found something wrapped in wax paper. It was a square, about three or four inches long. “What’s this?” I asked him, my eyes jumping to his profile. “A granola bar,” he answered without looking at me, typing on his keyboard. “You are hungry. Eat it.”

— Elena Armas

131. “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.”

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132. “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.”

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133. “Oh boy. And did he ever.”

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134. “It wouldn’t really matter if I asked her to please listen to me a thousand more times. That wasn’t something my mother excelled at, much less ever practiced. Listening was reserved for those whose vocal cords took breaks.”

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135. “Aaron’s arms tightened around me. “Just for precaution,” he said, bringing me even closer.”

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136. “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

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

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

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139. “You want to play, love?′ His voice had a dark to it. His fingers flexed. ‘You want a man that won’t run away scared? A man that’ll leave his bloody skin in he game?’ My heart tripped. ‘I’ll be your man, then.”

— Elena Armas

140. “When I finally kiss you, there won’t be any doubt in your mind that it is real.”

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141. “You hugged me because you thought I wasn’t coming.” His gaze was searching. As if he couldn’t believe or understand what had just happened. “You’ve never hugged me before.”

— Elena Armas

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

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

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

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145. “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

146. “I want to kiss you under the rain a hundred times more. I want to dance with you in the kitchen every morning.”

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147. “Because life wasn’t ideal. It turned and bent. It spun you out for a minute and swung you right back in the next.”

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

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149. “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.”

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150. “Want, I realized. What I felt was need. I wanted him, needed him to gather me in his arms and kiss me like he had promised. “Because when I finally take those lips in mine, it will be the furthest thing from pretending.” That was what he had said. And wasn’t what I was feeling inside – what threatened to spill out and turn my life around – the furthest thing from a lie? From pretending? It was. Consequences be damned, but it was.”

— Elena Armas