Rewind It Back (Windy City, #5)

by Liz Tomforde

“Get fucked, DeLuca.” I smile as I open the door. “Would love to. You just let me know when and where, Hart.”

“You single, Hal?” I finally give him the long-awaited answer, nodding to tell him yes. “Good.” He takes a slow predatorial step towards me, tone sharp and leaving no room for question. “Because we aren’t fucking friends.”

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