The Right Move (Windy City, #2)

by Liz Tomforde

She’s tall for a girl. And at this moment, she’s a little scary too.

“I want you, Indy. I want us. I want our little life we’ve built even when we thought we were pretending. I want you in our house because you’ve made it a home. I want your mess and your chaos. I want your genuine smiles, the ones you wear when you’re around

“You deserve the grand gestures, the big moments. I’m not great at making a show. I don’t like the attention, but if that’s what

you need to understand how much I want you in my life, I’ll do it. Fuck, I should’ve done this in front of a crowd or standing in the rain or something romantic instead of hiding away and saying it. God…”

“There’s a basketball player sleeping in my driveway who's worth more money than I’ll ever see in my lifetime.”

my plan is to christen every flat surface I can find.