Final Countdown

Yeah, I know. You're welcome for the ear worm.

Two more weeks. Until my latest novel meets the world. It's hard to believe this will be my third book baby. In honor of the impending birth, I'm leaving a quick teaser for you all.

LAST CALL is a late coming of age for two forty-somethings who set out to explore sexual fantasies with one another and in the process finally discover themselves before falling in love.


The hand behind his back swung out, showing off a bottle of champagne. Good champagne. Now, that was my thing. I took the bag [from his other hand], still eyeing the shiny golden bottle in his fist.

"I'd have figured you for a beer guy." The flutters rolled lower, danced faster, catching my brain up to speed.


"Interesting." I set the bag onto the high walnut credenza behind me, careful to keep my other hand hidden from his view. It seemed I had a bargaining chip. "And how attached are you to that bottle of bubbly?"

"Oh, I do have something you want, huh?"

What an understatement. In fact, that expensive champagne would probably make an excellent accompaniment to another thing of his I wouldn't mind getting hold of. Or a taste of. But it had been a million years since I'd flirted and tried to seduce a man.

God, what was I saying. It had been never. Never in the history of the most boring life ever had I really even wanted to try. I had always been a darn quick study, though. Fingers crossed that held true in the presence of sheer hotness.

"You must really like Cristal." He moved in close, sliding his free hand up the door to rest next to my head. "I've never seen someone get quite so flushed over thoughts of a sip or two."

His hot breath tickled my cheek and my resolve strengthened. Or maybe that was the tightening of my nipples.

"Maybe we could make a deal," I said.

"A plea bargain from the lawyer. I like it." A low laugh rumbled from deep in his chest. "What's the offer?"

I cleared all expression from my face and stepped away from the door, holding the bottle of Walker front and center.

He swallowed visibly and the pulse in his neck thumped against skin recently shaved. But he shrugged. "Blue label, huh? That's a nice one. Is that the best you've got, though?"

Oh, he was good, but I'd bet he didn't play poker against lawyers with whom actual sharks would be afraid to swim.

"If you don't want it, I'm happy to drink it." I dropped a hand to the door handle. "Alone."

He stared straight into my eyes, calm as could be, and the seconds ticked by. Maybe he was better than I'd thought. After a bland line drew across his mouth and he'd glanced to the pretty bottle one more time, he looked back into my eyes. A slow upturn of his lips revealed the same right dimple that had shot heat through me earlier. "Check out the bag."

Not quite willing to admit defeat, even though his expression screamed I was toast, I twirled the bottle. "Smooth, and sweet."

His breath hitched and his gaze swept to the bottle and back up, lingering breast level for an extra beat before it stalled on my mouth. "I can imagine."


If there is anyone who would be interested in helping me pass the word on my new baby along, through blogging or social media, I'd be ever so grateful. Beyond grateful, really. You can contact me through email: authortlwatts at gmail for more information. This is an erotic romance, and I fully understand not everyone is up for that, so no worries if you want to pass for that reason.

And a huge, quickie, thanks to those who have already offered. <3 


Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Hey Tara!
Thanks for sticking Europe in my head.
I'd be glad to mention your book! I'll be gone the third week of March but I can post on the following Monday, March 26. Just need the cover and links.

Susan Flett Swiderski said...

Whew! That must be one hot book. I may need to readjust my pacemaker... (Just kidding, but I have a feeling your book may speed up a few hearts.) Good luck with it!

Tara said...

That would be fantastic, Alex. Thank you muchly.

Hahaha, Susan--thanks! :-)

Sandra Cox said...

Great excerpt and I LOVE the cover.

Shannon Lawrence said...

Good luck with your book release! Sounds delightfully naughty.

Sherry Ellis said...

Good luck with the book release! That was a great teaser!

Tara said...

Thank you, Shannon!

Thanks so much, Sherry!

Anonymous said...

Congrats on the soon-to-be book release :) Teaser was naughty ;)

Neurotic Workaholic said...

Congratulations on the new book! I don't have that many followers on my Twitter page (only around 600ish), but I could Tweet a link to it when it comes out if you want.

Tara said...

Thank you, CG.

That would be perfect, NW. Thank you so much. :-)

Chrys Fey said...

I love that your book is about two forty-somethings. We need more of these.

Deniz Bevan said...

Yup, now it's stuck in my head. But congratulations!!

Jemi Fraser said...

Congrats - love the trend to older couples!
And, yes, I'll be singing it all day long :)

Tara said...

Thanks, Deniz!

Haha, Jemi--sorry. I figured that one would get a _lot_ of people.