He's Not My Type (The Vancouver Agitators, #4)

by Meghan Quinn

She’s everything I could ever want. But will she ever believe she’s meant for me?

You were worth the wait, Blakely.”

“Just been living in a fog until you came around.” I tilt my head to the side. “You can’t say those things to me.” “Why not?” he asks. “Because . . .” I look up at him through my lashes. “Makes me fall harder.” “Good,” he says. “Then I’m doing my job.”

“You’re my dream girl, Blakely. Everything I ever fucking wanted. So never second-guess that.”

“You’re it for me, Blakely. This is it. I want nothing else and I want to do everything I can to make sure this relationship goes the distance.”

“Fight for him, Blakely.”