Megan Watson

“She told me once she doesn’t want to settle anymore and I think that’s what I’ve been doing. My whole life, I’ve intentionally broken everything down because it’s been easier for me to handle. And it’s been the same with her. I’ve been letting myself have sips of her, afraid of what might happen if I let myself go. But I want— I want to kiss her when other people are around. I want to hold her hand. I want to have pancakes at her house on Sunday mornings and I want to help with Indiana Jones costumes. I want her people to be my people too.”
― B.K. Borison, First Time Caller

“I love you,' I say. It's not quite a lie. I want to love him, I really do.
'I love you too.' He can't lie. For the second time tonight, my heart shatters.”
― Sasha Peyton Smith

“The truth is, sweet nemesis”—I lowered my mouth to her ear—“I have not fucked a soul since the All-Sinners Ball. But I have made love to you a thousand times in my dreams. And I have never once yearned for anyone else to visit my bed.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Throne of Secrets

“Do you think I’ll get my magic?”

He takes a long time to answer. So long my eyes drift shut and everything around me turns fuzzy and heavy. Purple and blue dance behind my closed eyes and I imagine we’re floating with the stars, my fingers reaching for their golden, cascading light. Somewhere in the hazy in- between, a hand slips under my hair and gently squeezes the back of my neck. His thumb traces the ridges of my spine, and my whole body gets heavier.

“Nah, Lucie.” In my dream, he brushes a kiss against my forehead. “I think you’re the magic.”
― B.K. Borison, First-Time Caller