“We need to talk.” With a quick movement Hudson punched a card into the control panel and the elevator jerked to a halt.
Allie’s eyes darted to the panel and her spine straightened. “We talked at the gallery.”
“That wasn’t a conversation.” More like verbal sparring.
“I said all I needed to say.” She appeared to be completely composed, but Hudson could see the rise and fall of her chest, the white-knuckle grip on her bag.
“You may have unloaded, but hell if I have. And no matter what it takes you’re going to hear me out. Even if it means keeping this godforsaken elevator stopped all fucking day.” He tried to remind himself that anger would get him nowhere. Calm, levelheaded domination was the key to pressing the advantage, except he was way past that. With her he felt like he was gripping sand and every grain was slipping through his fingers.
“Stop trying to control me, Hudson.” Allie turned and lifted her chin. The anger was gone and in its place was a mask of complete indifference. Goddamn, it shredded him. He’d take anger over apathy any day.
He took a deep breath. She was going to ride this facade like the Macy’s Day Parade, marching through their little exchange as if they were nothing more than business partners forced into a resentful coexistence. He had to get her to drop her guard, to let him in. And if pissing her off was what it took to incite a reaction, then so be it.
“It’s never been that way between us and you know it, Alessandra.” Hudson flashed a slight smirk as he prepared to drop the H-bomb. “Well, except for the bedroom. And if memory serves, you enjoyed it.”
He braced himself, expecting a slap to light his face on fire, but instead her eyes dilated and fixated on his mouth. Her lips parted and her breath quickened. He had her. No matter how unaffected she pretended to be, she couldn’t help but respond to him. And the longer they stood mere inches apart, the more desire took over and became a downright menace.
Never one to miss an opportunity, Hudson reassessed on the fly. He stepped closer and his voice dropped to a low, seductive murmur. “Is that what it will take for you to hear me out?” He swept a hand across her collarbone and up the side of her neck. “You, tied to my bed?”
Shew where to start. This book picks up where “Remind Me” left off. If you have yet to read “Remind Me” you need to stop reading now and scroll down to BUY IT IMMEDIATELY. I guarantee you won’t be disappointed.
Now back to this book, as I stated above this book left off where the first book stopped. Allie has left Chase and is hurting over what she considers his betrayal but to make matters worst Allie has a major family tragedy that leaves her shattered. Allie is now just a shell of the person she used to be but she has obligations, she has a huge corporation to run and no idea where to start.
Hudson is miserable without Allie. While he may not be ready to give up on the two of them he knows he will have to take things slow. When an opportunity arises for Hudson to work with Allie he jumps on it. He is determined to make Allie forgive him and to hear him out and what would be a better way than working side by side everyday.
This book is just as hot and steamy as the first book. Once Hudson is able to get Allie to forgive him and give him a second chance the fireworks between these two heat right back up (I don’t know if I will be able to ever walk into an elevator again without blushing). If you liked the first book then you will love this one as well. I cannot wait for the third and final book in this series. I have completely fallen in love with these two and hope they get their HEA the deserve.
I received this book compliments of the publisher via Tasty Book Tours and NetGalley for my honest review and opinion. All ratings and opinions stated are my own.
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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.