Rewind It Back (Windy City, #5)

by Liz Tomforde

This is what I hate about dating, trying to learn as much as possible by not only listening to what they say, but reading between the lines. It’s a whole lot easier when you grow up with the person and innately know their character inside and out.

My wish is the same as it’s been all year. It’s the same thing I wish for every time I pluck a dandelion from some grass, see a falling star in the sky, or notice when it’s 11:11 on the clock.

He’s just a douchebag who’s genetically blessed.

“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.”

know you love your mom, we all love your mom, but you’re a grown-ass man now, Rio. At a certain point, our parents’ opinions can’t be more important than our own.”

“Rio DeLuca.” “No, fuck you, Dad. You have no idea how much your choices fucked me up.”

“You’re the last person I want to move forward with. I’m not telling you this for your benefit. I’m getting this off my chest for me.”

Her eyes narrow. “Stop trying to be cute right now.” “I’m not trying. It just comes naturally to me.”