The Right Move (Windy City, #2)

by Liz Tomforde

I guess all the color left when she did.

Happy you’re here. That’s a lie. I’m not. Anything you need, let me know. Don’t let me know. Get it yourself.

Im yelling his inner monologue is everything already

When did I say that? I’m a romance reader. I have a thing for assholes.

Ive never felt more attacked

“You should never have to beg someone to be ready for a future,”

It’s decided. I’m going to bring some color into Ryan Shay’s life if it’s the last thing I do.

I’m fucked. Utterly and completely fucked. How was having a fake girlfriend my solution to this?

Ahhh thr fake dating trope im SAT

“Oh, he’s emotional all right! Huge crier too. He sobbed the first time we made lo—”

Screaming i know ryan is fuming right now

“Now that you say it.” She cocks her head to the side, eyes roaming my length. “I wouldn’t mind knowing what you look like on your knees, Shay.”

I just know this will come back

if Indy having some flowers in my apartment will make her happy, well then, I guess I’m growing a green fucking thumb.

I’ll be the best fake boyfriend you’ve ever had.”

“My one and only.”

“Do you know how to growl?”

Im crying shes so real

When you pretend to get angry or act really turned on, can you darken your eyes?”

“No, I can’t fucking darken my eyes. What the hell are you reading?”

there’s something about the kind smile Indy is wearing as she watches me do the dishes that makes me want to believe my gut. That she means I, as a man, as a normal everyday person would make someone happy, and I haven’t let that thought invade my mind in a long time.

At this moment, I’m realizing how much I don’t know about this woman and how much I wish I did.

“What are you doing?”

“Pretending.”

When you’re with me, I want you exactly as you are.

I’ve always found Indy’s Converse random and a bit strange, but now I find myself wondering what I have to do to get myself added to them.

single bed

Moments like this where i love life

“You’re chaotic as fuck, Blue, but you bring me more peace than anyone else.”

with you, I can be myself, and that might seem like nothing to anyone else, but to me, it’s everything.”

“Trying to distract me tonight? With those heels and those lips? Because you look fucking stunning.”

“Get your fucking hands off her.”

“I like having you sitting so close.”

Before I can think any further, his palms cup my face, long fingers threading into my ponytail, and his lips are on mine.

“Focus on us. Fuck,”

“Next time you decide you need help with your…situation,”

“Ask me.”

Can i ask you too wtf

I like him controlling like this.

as far as I’m concerned no one else gets to touch you.”

“I just want everyone to know,” Zanders announces from the backseat. “I joined the mile high club today.”

“He got down on one knee, so I got on two,”

tonight is all about her. She’s going to come harder than she’s ever come in her life.

a fierce surge of possessiveness running through me, screaming mine. Her legs are spread on my couch. She lives in my house. She wants my cock.

“What’s your thing, Ind, huh? Do you like to be called names in bed? Do you like to be talked down to?”

sir i am on my knees

“No, that’s not it. My little valedictorian likes to be praised, doesn’t she?”

now i’m confused why do i like both kinks 😭

the other finding her throat.

man’s night be two years celibate BUT HE KNOWS WHAT HES DOING

I like taking care of people. You, especially.”

“What you offer in a relationship, as a friend, a woman, a partner, by simply being who you are is more than enough. And if someone can’t see that you’re everything, then it’s them who's missing out. I know you’re faithful. It’s one of my favorite things about you, but there has to be a limit. Some people don’t deserve your unwavering loyalty.”

“No, Blue. I’m not faking anything.”

“Why would I want space, and from you of all people?”

“No one has ever come into my life without just looking for what they can gain from me,”

“Until you.”

“And I’m needy. I have no idea how to be alone.”

“Good. I don’t want you to be alone. I want you to be with me.”

“Come home with me, Blue.”

“Are you just pretending?”

“I stopped pretending a long time ago, Ind.”