I'm betting that you can't wait until tomorrow, because I bet that you get more and more beautiful every day
Last night I had the same dream over and over—always the same thing, but in a different location every time. I kept dreaming that I was asking you out, but every time before you answered, I woke up, and I'm dying to know what your answer was.
You know I'd like to invite you over, but I'm afraid you're so hot that you'll skyrocket my air-conditioning bill.
You get me even more aroused than a political commentator gets during a government shutdown.