Exclusive Excerpt Spotlight: Remind Me (Chasing Fire #1) by Ann Marie Walker and Amy K. Rogers

I had the opportunity to read an advanced copy of Remind Me and I have to say, I thought this was an excellent read, I was hooked by 10%! Such a great story, loved Allie and Hudson. So much passion and intensity, I couldn't get enough!

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Remind Me (Chasing Fire #1)

by Ann Marie Walker and Amy K. Rogers

Release Date: April 21, 2015

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.

Includes a preview of Release Me book two of the Chasing Fire trilogy.

"REMIND ME is an exceptional debut;

seriously sexy and sinfully steamy.

Can't wait for more from this writing duo!"

- Tara Sue Me, New York Times Bestselling Author

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From Hudson’s POV

In the window, Hudson watched his lawyer’s reflection as he grabbed the decimated file from the center of the table and fled with the rest of his staff. When the room was empty he went over to the bar, poured himself a few fingers of scotch, and loosened his tie. Making his way back to his desk, he eased into his chair and swiveled toward the tireless view. He gripped the glass and stared out the window at a city that was his for the taking. The move to Chicago was proving beneficial. The deal that had brought him here was ahead of schedule, his name was blasted into stone on the goddamn building, and the press couldn’t keep their lips off his ass. Hell, he’d even pushed Rahm off the front page of Crain’s.

But when he thought of Allie, he felt like his life was spinning out of control.

That woman was a distraction that left him perpetually hard. And he had no time for distractions when a multi-billion dollar deal was on the line. But f*ck, he wanted to see her, and the fact that she was attending a pretentious gathering her mother was throwing in the name of charity was riding him raw.

Of course she couldn’t take him with her. Not that he’d wanted to subject himself to another glad-hand event, although he would have. To see her in her element. To watch the secret blush color her cheeks when he whispered all the ways he wanted to possess and pleasure her. To stand beside her and support her. He wanted that privilege.

This was his time with her. A f*cking two-week window to prove their connection extended far beyond the bedroom.

The ultimatum he almost gave her when she broke the news of her mother’s little party would have laid it all on the line. He’d been so tempted to put an end to this bullsh*t and make her choose. But he’d made the conscious decision at the start of this to wait the two weeks.

And timing was everything.

So he choked on his words to avoid ruining a night that started with dinner and ended with her for dessert. She’d been so beautiful spread out on his dining room table, her skin flushed with arousal and her body bowing off the surface. He tossed the rest of his drink back and the liquid slid sinuously over his tongue and down his throat. As it did, he thought of how his tongue had teased her swollen flesh and pulsed inside her as she came against his mouth.

Hudson let out a curse and tugged his shirttails out of his pants. With his free hand he reached for the phone and dialed Allie’s number, waiting to hear her voice before his palm fused to his c*ck.

Though thousands of miles apart, Ann Marie Walker and Amy K. Rogers are in constant contact, plotting stories 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.