Caught Up (Windy City, #3)

by Liz Tomforde

“If you’re as terrible of a listener in the bedroom as you are in real life, Miller, I can promise you this, you wouldn’t be allowed to come.”

Jesus. I’m trying to hold it together, I really am, but all I can think about is climbing his giant body like a tree.

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