If the Shoe Fits (Meant to Be, #1)

by Julie Murphy

“How did she even find you in the city?” “Her brother is a concierge at the St. Regis. There is not a New York City question he can’t answer or find the answer to. Admittedly, as a librarian I find concierge back channels deeply sexy.” “That is so very specific.” “Mmmm.” She moans dramatically. “That sexy, sexy information.”

“How do you know her type?” I ask. “Her type could be Stanley Tucci for all we know.” “Actually,” Stacy says, “Stanley Tucci is everyone’s type.” I nod in solidarity. “Amen.”