Rewind It Back (Windy City, #5)

by Liz Tomforde

She used to steal all my thoughts. She used to occupy my entire existence.

She probably doesn’t remember this, but she once told me everything she envisioned for our future home, and I loved each and every idea she had.

“Six years.” My eyes shoot to his. “I’ve only ever been with you.”

“You’re my childhood dream.” Her lips part without words.

“Playing for Chicago feels like I’m playing for my hometown because it is my home now. You’re my home.

“I thought you would’ve realized it the first time you came over. Hallie, the irony of hiring you to design the house is that you’re the person I bought it for.”

“The house has always been yours, Hallie. Ours. It was just waiting for you to come make it a home.”

I watched Hallie, with so much goddamn pride, as her heart softened again. She forgave me while also continuing to stand up for herself along the way. And I…well, I found love because it was always out there, waiting for me, even when I questioned its existence. In fact, I found it right next door—where it had always been.

I feel so incredibly blessed that I get to go through life with these nine people.

I’ll speak for all ten of us when I say, there’s nowhere else we’d rather be.