Mika Chavarria | Meekuhh.Reads

“You look nice,” he says, voice hoarse. “I look like a drowned rat.” “A nice one, though.”
― B.K. Borison, Mixed Signals

“I know I can be too much, but I think I’m just enough for you. I have no interest in forcing you into anything,” he continues. “But I want you to know that this past month with you has been the very best I’ve ever had. I should have told you that last night, but I was overwhelmed and nervous and everything came out wrong. Arrangement or no, everything I’ve felt with you, everything I’ve said to you—” He shakes his head slightly, that smile finally tripping from his eyes to the curve of his cheeks. I get the barest hint of a dimple before it’s gone again. “It’s been the most honest—the most real thing I’ve ever felt.”
― B.K. Borison, Mixed Signals

“He didn't kiss her," my grandmother offers from the stove. "When she wanted to be kissed."

Charlie leans back in his seat with a heavy, disappointed exhale. "Dude." His eyes are like saucers. "You gotta kiss her when she wants to be kissed.”
― B.K. Borison, Mixed Signals

“I love you. I’ll wait for you! You’re my best friend and my soul mate and my lover. I’m so proud of you. Please… come back to me.”
― Krista Ritchie, Addicted to You