An ALL-NEW Stand-Alone novel from Bestselling Author Tia Louise!
ONE TO CHASE (One to Hold, #7)
By Tia Louise
Cover Design by Steven Novak, www.novakillustration.com
Photography by Perrywinkle Photography, www.Perrywinklephotography.com
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Amy Knight, meet Marcus Merritt.
Patrick’s ambitious, over-achieving little sister has just landed an interview with one of the top law firms in Chicago.
The only problem is the sexy, high-powered attorney interviewing her is the same green-eyed player she hooked up with after a certain wedding in Wilmington. He’s also Elaine’s older brother. Is this even legal?!
Complications everywhere, and the more they run, the less it’s clear who’s chasing whom.
A STAND-ALONE, ONE TO HOLD NOVEL. Adult Contemporary Romance: Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18. #SexyLawyer
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ONE TO CHASE By Tia Louise
© TLM Productions, 2015
*unedited draft; subject to change*
Everything freezes, including my breath.
I’m pretty sure the shiny brass desk clock on his stupidly large desk even stops ticking.
“What the fuck?” The man, who is most definitely not Edward Merritt, hisses softly.
Years of practice keep me from completely losing it in that moment. I cross my legs and channel all the Gwyneth Paltrow-cool hammered into me from finishing school.
“It’s… You’re…” The Man from Wilmington extends his phone toward me, but he must not’ve had a good grip. It slips like a bar of soap from his hand and arcs through the air straight into my lap.
Thank God for small mercies. I’m snort a laugh, which cuts the tension at once.
“You’re welcome.” With a teasing smile I lift the small black device and place it on the desktop in front of me.
Going forward, I will never forget his response. It’s splendid in its precision. I can’t help but admire his control. Marcus Merritt sits in his leather-studded chair, and his face transforms into a mask of professionalism.
The slightest smile curves the side of his mouth, and a tingle moves across my stomach. “Good catch,” he says.
“It’s not every day I have expensive technology lobbed at me.”
“Sorry. Strenuous call.”
“Dry cleaners. They keep breaking my buttons.”
My lips tighten against another laugh, and I fight every urge humming under my skin. Damn him for being as witty as he is attractive.
“You are not Edward Merritt.” It’s a nice, orienting statement.
“Edward is my father.” His brows knit over green-hazel eyes as he looks down at his desk. “Who the fuck is Amalie Knight?”
“My mother was going through a French phase.” I give him a teasing wink, and his eyes flick away from mine fast. If he weren’t so composed, I might take that to mean something.
“So Amy is short for Amalie?”
“Patrick couldn’t say Amalie when he was a little boy.”
His eyebrows rise and he leans back nodding. “Right. Patrick… and Stuart’s little sister.”
His playfulness shuts down, and I refuse to let disappointment rise in my chest. So we have a nice, teasing banter to go with our blazing-hot hook-up sex. I will not be hopping out of any frying pans into any fires. My moment with this “Man in Wilmington” will remain precisely that. A moment. In Wilmington.
Lightening my tone, I force a bright smile and lay it all out there. “My mother and your sister think you can introduce me to all the right people in Chicago.”
“I doubt you need my help with that.” His eyes don’t meet mine. In fact it seems he’s avoiding my eyes now.
“I don’t, but it means a lot to them.”
That makes him look up, but only to my neck. “You’re looking for something in marketing?”
“Yes.” I swipe the screen on my phone. “Give me your number, and I’ll send you my resume. I have a finance degree from Cornell, but I minored in marketing. One of my graduate projects was a rollout for a software design company located in Ithaca. My team won an ADDY for it.”
He leans forward and reaches across the desk. “It’s probably easier if I enter my number.”
His white cuff ends just above his large hand. Neatly trimmed nails… My lip involuntarily catches in my teeth at the memory of those fingers clutching my bare ass, those large hands pulling me against his rock-hard cock, driving deep between my thighs. My back slammed against the wall, his groan in my ear as he came. Shit.
“Sure.” I blink fast, dismissing that red-hot memory as I pass my brushed-gold phone to him. “I’ve opened Messenger. Just enter your number, and I’ll send it to you.”
“We don’t have a full-time PR function in our office.” His voice is apologetic.
“Most smaller firms don’t. It’s a contract service.”
He passes the device back, watching our hands. Our fingers brush lightly, and I swear to god it sparks. Get it together, Amy.
Looking down, I see the digits and debate whether to save them. It’s a recipe for trouble, but I do it. Then I attach my resume and hit send.
“You’ve got it now.” I lift my chin, and… eye contact.
Shit on a stick. He was right in avoiding it. Looking into his smoky hazel gaze, I see all my naughty thoughts reflected right back at me.
“It’s probably best we don’t work together anyway.” Why did I say that?
An eyebrow arches, and that damn sexy grin is back. “Really? How come.” He thinks he’s got me.
“Nepotism.” He can’t honestly think I would grow up in the house of alphas I did and be weak.
“I think we’d have to be related to be accused of nepotism.”
“We practically are. I mean, with Elaine and Patrick and all.”
“My sister, your brother. There’s no relation between us.”
“I suppose that’s a good thing.” Damn my mouth. Standing, I decide it’s time for me to get out of here before I say anything else. “I know you’re busy. Thanks for taking the time to meet with me.”
“I’ll give you a call if I hear anything.” He stands just as fast. “And maybe I’ll see you around.”
My eyes sweep his too-large office as I think. “It seems likely our paths will cross.”
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A One to Chase short prequel.
Just in from Paris…
Just in from Chicago…
Neither Marcus Merritt nor Amy Knight are up for a wedding, especially when it drags one of them back home to old memories and the other to a life left far behind.
A random hook-up seems like a good distraction—it is a wedding after all. Isn’t everyone supposed to hook up?
The latest Merritt-Knight pairing starts off with a bang, but neither party knows where this random is going to lead.
Due to strong language and sexual content, “Runaway” is intended for readers 18 and older only.
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About the Author
Tia Louise is the Amazon and International Bestselling author of the ONE TO HOLD series.
From “Readers’ Choice” nominations, to picking up USA Today “Happily Ever After” nods, to winning a 2014 “Lady Boner Award” (LOL!), nothing makes her happier than communicating with fans and weaving new tales into the Alexander-Knight world of stories.
A former journalist, Louise lives in the center of the USA with her lovely family and one grumpy cat. There, she dreams up stories she hopes are engaging, hot, and sexy, and that cause readers rethink common public locations…
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Books by Tia Louise
One to Hold (Derek & Melissa), 2013 – FREE as an eBook!
One to Keep (Patrick & Elaine), 2014
One to Protect (Derek & Melissa), 2014
One to Love (Kenny & Slayde), 2014
One to Leave (Stuart & Mariska), Dec. 29, 2014
One to Save (Derek & Melissa), March 26, 2015
One to Chase (Amy & Marcus), coming June 2015!
The One to Hold series is…
“Believable, sassy, sexy, and smart.” –Wicked Women Book Blog
“Great plot and good twists… An overall fantastic series, highly recommend!” –Midwest Book Lover’s Blog
“All kinds of wonderful!” –USA Today Review
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