Remind Me
Chasing Fire #1
Chasing Fire #1
By: Ann Marie Walker & Amy K. Rogers
Released April 21st, 2015
Berkley/Intermix
Blurb
First
in a tantalizing new trilogy about reigniting a forbidden desire from long
ago...
As heiress to a media empire Alessandra Sinclair was raised to put family obligations first. But everything changes the night her first love walks back into her life and turns her whole world upside down. Haunted by the memories of a secret romance with a boy from the wrong side of the tracks, she can't seem to get Hudson Chase out of her mind. Once again torn between two worlds, Allie must decide how much she's willing to risk to have the love she's always longed for.
Ten years is a long time to wait, but billionaire Hudson Chase didn't become CEO of one of the country's fastest growing companies by giving up on what he wants. Now that he's got Allie in his sights again, he's determined to make her regret breaking his heart. And this time, he's going to make damn sure he's not so easy to forget.
As heiress to a media empire Alessandra Sinclair was raised to put family obligations first. But everything changes the night her first love walks back into her life and turns her whole world upside down. Haunted by the memories of a secret romance with a boy from the wrong side of the tracks, she can't seem to get Hudson Chase out of her mind. Once again torn between two worlds, Allie must decide how much she's willing to risk to have the love she's always longed for.
Ten years is a long time to wait, but billionaire Hudson Chase didn't become CEO of one of the country's fastest growing companies by giving up on what he wants. Now that he's got Allie in his sights again, he's determined to make her regret breaking his heart. And this time, he's going to make damn sure he's not so easy to forget.
Excerpt
Just
when he was about to rip the damn door off the hinges, it swung open. “Took you
long enough.” Not an ounce of amusement resonated in his voice.
Alessandra
stared at him for a beat, her face registering disbelief and bewilderment. “I
was in the shower.”
Hudson
stood framed in the doorway. Right now he wasn’t feeling like the billionaire
mogul the rest of the world knew, but a man past the limits of control. His
eyes raked over her from head to toe and she pulled the lapels of her robe
tighter against his searing gaze. “Why did you come to my place?” he demanded.
Her
spine straightened. “Shouldn’t you be out with a leggy brunette about now?”
“Canceled.
Now answer the question.”
“I . . .”
She hesitated.
“Tell
me.”
“I
don’t know.” Her grip tightened on the silk robe, wrinkling the fabric.
“Bullshit.
You do know. You can’t stop thinking about me.” He jutted forward, bracing one
hand on the doorjamb. “I know this because I can’t stop thinking about you.”
“Don’t—”
“Every
time I close my eyes I see you, feel your mouth sliding against mine, and it
drives me fucking crazy—”
She
held up her hand. “Hudson, please stop.”
“Then
you show up at my penthouse. And now, knowing you’re naked underneath that
robe . . .”
“You
can’t keep saying these things to me.”
“You
don’t mean that. In fact,” his eyes flicked down briefly to her nipples
straining against the thin fabric, begging for his attention, “I think it turns
you on.”
“You’ve
got a lot of nerve.”
“Do
I? I bet if I rip open that robe and feel between your legs, you’re soaking
wet.” His gaze darkened and his voice lowered to an intimate challenge. “Want
me to prove it?”
Her
jaw dropped. “You need to leave.”
When
she made a move to close the door, Hudson’s palm smacked flat against the wood.
“Not until you admit I’m right.”
“Is
that what this is about, you being right?”
“No,
though I am.” His voice took on a decisive edge. “The road is paved in hard
truths, Alessandra, not denials.”
“And
you think I’m the one in denial?”
His
gaze was rock steady. “I know you are. But fuck if I’ll let you push me away
again.”
“It
doesn’t matter how I feel.” Her voice thinned. “It’s too late for us, Hudson.”
“The
hell it is.” His chest expanded and he blew out an exasperated breath. He
needed to connect with the girl she used to be, the girl he knew was still
there, beneath the layers of socialite status.
“Damnit, Allie. Just admit you
feel the same.”
“Admit
what? That I haven’t stopped thinking about you since the moment I turned
around and saw you at the gala? That I can’t stop picturing what could have
happened in your office? Or about how part of me was disappointed you didn’t
fuck me on that barstool? Is that what you want me to admit, Hudson, that no
matter how many years have passed, I still want you as much as I did back
then?”
“Yes,
I need to hear you say it.”
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Author Info
Though
thousands of miles apart, Ann Marie
Walker and Amy K. Rogers are in
constant contact, plotting story lines and chatting about their love of alpha
males, lemon drop martinis and British supermodel, David Gandy. You can find
them on twitter as @AnnMarie_Walker and @Amy_KRogers.
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