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In The Weeds Quotes

In The Weeds by B.K. Borison

In The Weeds Quotes
"I’m caught halfway between doing and wanting, the humidity from outside lingering."
"Her eyelashes flutter like she’s amused and a thick press of syrupy heat curls in the space between us."
"I nod towards her half-empty glass. 'What’re you drinking?'"
"Her dark eyes like a thumbnail scratching at the line of my jaw."
"Evie is like a tide rolling in and clipping me at my ankles. A low, forceful tug. A blissful inevitability."
"Her fingers tangle and tug at my hair and I press my face harder into her neck with a groan."
"We stumbled back to the tiny hotel on the hill and fell into bed like we were made for it."
"I watch in the mirror as her whole body shivers, her hips rolling down into mine."
"I lean up on my elbows and glance at the empty spot next to me."
"I collapse face-first into my pillow. This, at least, is a familiar feeling. Waking up alone."
"Josie answers on the third ring. 'Did you get there okay?'"
"I pace back and forth in my room at Inglewild’s only bed and breakfast."
"I lift myself from the edge of the bed and smooth my palm over my hair."
"I want to taste the soft skin just under her ear, feel her body tremble and roll above mine."
"I’m surprised I didn’t rip the sheets clean off the bed that second time."
"I sigh and drag my teeth up the line of her throat, nip at her earlobe and tug once."
"You can’t make yourself be happy. But you can be open to it. You can trust yourself enough to feel it when you stumble on it."
"I didn’t see her when I first stepped out of the back entrance of the cafe."
"I’m trying to figure out where I can put a duck."
"I didn’t come here to mess with your life. I wanted a little perspective and this seemed like the best place for it."
"I don’t know how to explain it. I’ve always had trouble talking to people. I try to avoid large groups if I can."
"It’s about the trying. Settling into the happy when you find it, being okay when you don’t."
"When you own a business. I think we’re told that we should embrace the grind. The work. That everything will be worth it in the end."
"Some days we don’t get a single customer and I panic about losing everything."
"Some days I make up an elaborate story with my best friend and pretend we’re in a relationship so a social media influencer likes us more."
"Some days I’m so tired I can hardly remember my name."
"I’m not great at listening to myself. Some days I push myself too hard."
"I think—I think we’re told that we should embrace the grind. The work. That everything will be worth it in the end."
"The delightful, ordinary blank space in between."
"I can’t think when all her skin is pressed to mine. I can hardly breathe."
"I’m most comfortable with people I know. Outside, if I can be."
"When did we stop marveling at the world around us? When did we stop looking at the stars?"
"She’s nothing but thin cotton and bare skin in front of me."
"I feel a shudder work its way up his spine, a thin tremor in his hands."
"Just wanna listen to you breathe for a second."
"You said you’d be right back. You didn’t come right back."
"Not enough, cause I still think about kissing you all the damn time."
"I’ve thought about this every single day, I’ve thought about this. You."
"I didn’t realize falling in love could be so simple."
"Sleep in my bed while I’m gone, yeah? I’ll see you when I get back."
"You glow like—you glow like the fucking sun and you shouldn’t bottle that up here."
"I'm trying to hold onto what I can. Do you understand?"
"You’ve been struggling for a while now. What you’ve been doing isn’t working for you anymore, and that’s okay."
"I’m just—I’m just trying to hold onto what I can."
"You’ve got a great big life outside this tiny town and that’s okay."
"It’s really a wonder why I prefer shopping in the middle of the night."
"I’m even tired of Layla dropping her baskets of baked goods on my front porch every morning."
"I’ve planted more in the past week than I think I have during my entire tenure at Lovelight Farms."
"I don’t allow myself to linger in bed for more than a couple of minutes."
"I’m more interested in why he wants me to stop by the little house with daisies in the backyard."
"I need something slower, Beckett. Something deeper. A place where I can catch my breath and find my footing."
"I feel like my eyes are as wide as they can possibly get, unwilling to miss a single thing."
"He found his happy in me. Like I found mine in him."