Baslith Montoya Rodríguez

“I’m the same guy, yeah,” Zack says. “I just got really hot and buff all of a sudden. I would never abandon my gorgeous, stunning, slightly scary date.”
― Lily Gold, Faking with Benefits

“He wraps his arms around me before whispering, “You’re the queen, baby.”
― J.M. Darhower, Ghosted

“There’s no need for that,” a thick Northern accent says over my head. I blink as the chair opposite me is dragged out with an ear-piercing squeak, and my neighbour Zack heaves his massive, muscled body into Mike’s empty seat.  “Hey, gorgeous,” he says cheerfully, leaning over the table. I jump when he brushes his lips across my cheek, my lungs filling with his warm, honey-and-whiskey smell. “Sorry I peed for so long.” He sits back in his chair and grins at me. “Right. Back to the date. Where were we?”
― Lily Gold, Faking with Benefits

“We have a fucking Alchemist?” “She’s mine,” Fisher said.”
― Callie Hart, Quicksilver