The Right Move (Windy City, #2)

by Liz Tomforde

Blue, I’m not great with words, so I’ll keep this short. I love you. I will love you as long as you'll allow me the privilege, and even longer after that. I have every intention to give you the life you want. I hope you’ll let me. You can even add this promise to the fridge when you get home. -Ryan

Is any of it worth it without him?

“And so much fucking Blue. All I see is Blue.” Translation: All I see is you.

“I love that you read romance novels to feel something. I love that you love flowers and plants because nurturing and allowing something to grow is second nature to you. I love that you experience every emotion so hard it takes over your entire body. But baby, I want to be the one to make you feel how your favorite books do. I want to be the one to give you children to nurture and grow. When you think of me, the only emotion I want you to feel is unconditional, earth-shattering love. Because when I look at you, I see my entire future and I can’t stand to live in a world where you look at me and don’t see the same thing.”

“Baby, you can’t get makeup and tears on the deed to the house.”

He knew even then? “Even then.”

he leaves me with my breakfast and a giant house that he wants to fill with our family.