Rewind It Back (Windy City, #5)

by Liz Tomforde

rewind it back

“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.”

We’re strong independent women here. The only princess movies we’re going to watch are the ones where they realize they don’t need a man.”

“Are you sure that’s not just a first-love thing?” “No, baby. It’s a last-love thing.”