Caught Up (Windy City, #3)

by Liz Tomforde

“You flirting with me, Montgomery?” “Have been since we met. You gonna start flirting back?”

“Miller,” he says, making sure my attention is on him. “If you ever decide to stop running and make a home…” His eyes are begging, pleading. “Make it with me.”

But you know what’s better than being the best at something you don’t love? Being mediocre at something you do.”