Release Date: June 25, 2015
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
Get a chance to meet Marcus & Amy with the FREE prequel to One to Chase!
Title: Runaway (One to Hold Series Book #6.5)
Author: Tia Louise
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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.
Have you read the first book, One To Hold? I got to sit down and get up close and personal with Derek and Melissa – Check Out My Interview and Review!
Title:One to Hold (One to Hold Series Book #1)
Author: Tia Louise
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Derek Alexander is an ex-Marine, ex-cop, and the top investigator in his field. Melissa Jones is a small-town girl trying to escape her troubled past.
When the two intersect in a bar in Arizona, their sexual chemistry is off the charts. But what is revealed during their “one week stand” only complicates matters.
Because she’ll do everything in her power to get away from the past, but he’ll do everything he can to hold her.
Note: Stand-alone, M/F, HEA.
***WARNING: Mature themes, strong language and sexual content. Recommended for adult readers (18+) only!***
I HEART Patrick so much! We had a sexy excerpt on the blog, check it out here!
Title:One to Protect (One to Hold Series Book #2)
Author: Tia Louise
Genre: Contemporary Romance
WARNING: Recommended for adult readers (18+) only. Mature themes, strong language, and sexual content.
One scar.
One betrayal.
No escape.
When Melissa’s ex-husband Sloan beats criminal charges, she stops believing he will ever pay for what he did to her. Derek Alexander can’t accept that–a tiny silver scar won’t let him forget, and he is determined to get the man who hurt his fiancee.
Then a face from the past turns up dead.
After exhausting all legal options, Derek is ready to do whatever it takes to protect his family… until his partner Patrick devises a trap that changes everything.
Title:One to Keep (One to Hold Series Book #3)
Author: Tia Louise
Genre: Contemporary Romance
WARNING: Mature themes, strong language and sexual content. Recommended for adult readers (18+) only!
Patrick Knight is not a nice guy.
At least, not anymore.After a failed engagement, a one-night stand, and a random office shag, he’s sent to the desert so his business partner (Derek Alexander), can clean up his mess. Before he kicks his ass.
When Patrick meets Elaine on his desert exile, all he wants is to make her his. The problem is Elaine’s not looking for any guy—she only wants a one-week fling.
Now Patrick’s doing everything he can to change her mind. And just when it seems he’s convinced her he’s the one to keep, the skeletons from his past life start coming back.
Standalone, M/F, HEA
Title:One to Love (One to Hold Series Book #4)
Author: Tia Louise
Genre: Contemporary Romance
He’s a broken young boxer whose championship dreams were cut short by a tragic accident. She’s a beautiful young widow whose defenses against love are as strong as his left hook.
When Kenny and Slayde are thrown together one fateful night, they are shaken by their undeniable attraction, and the closer they get, the more they start to believe in second chances.
But Slayde’s troubled past threatens to destroy their dreams, and Kenny must choose between rebuilding her walls or risking her heart for the one to love.
WARNING: Recommended for adult readers (18+) only. Mature themes, strong language, and sexual content.
Some demons can’t be shaken off.
Some wounds won’t heal.
Until a pair of hazel eyes knocks you on your ass, and you realize it’s time to stop running.
Meet Stuart Knight Dec. 29, 2014. #SexyCowboy
Some threats come at you as friendly fire.
Some threats take away everything.
Family won’t let you go down without a fight.
The Secret isn’t as secure as Derek’s team originally thought it was, and a person on the inside of Alexander-Knight is set on exposing him, breaking him, and taking away all he holds dear.
Refusing to let anyone suffer for his crimes, Derek takes matters into his own hands. He’s exposed, he’s defenseless, but his friends are determined to save him.
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.
Amy
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.”
“Opposing counsel?”
“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.”
© TLM Productions, 2015
*unedited draft; subject to change*
Tia Louise is a former journalist, world-traveler, and collector of beautiful men (who inspire ALL of her stories… *wink*)—turned wife, mommy, and novelist.
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