Rewind It Back (Windy City, #5)

by Liz Tomforde

“Yeah, well you’re not his, so tell him to keep his hands to himself too.” Her eyes drop to my mouth. “I’m not yours either.” We’ll see.

“You sure look good in my shirt for not being mine.” “Get fucked, DeLuca.” I smile as I open the door. “Would love to. You just let me know when and where, Hart.” She

“Rio, playing for Boston is your childhood dream.” I shake my head. “You’re my childhood dream.”