Friday, September 13, 2019

Release Day Blitz & Giveaway: Love You So Sweetly by Tara Lain



Reading his future in a glass of sweet tea.





Love You So Sweetly
(Love You So Series, bk 4)
by Tara Lain

Blurb:
Reading his future in a glass of sweet tea.

The youngest son of one of America’s richest families, Remy Merced is so busy trying to save his family company from collapse, he’s never taken time to figure out if he’s gay, much less if he’s happy. Then his meddling mama hires him an assistant who’s everything Remy thinks he doesn’t want. Cute Harper Treadwell, from rural Arkansas, is a brilliant business prodigy… and openly gay. His wit and charm could confirm Remy’s suspicions about his own sexuality almost instantly—if they weren’t both already partnered. 

When Remy’s girlfriend and Harper’s boyfriend get a little too friendly, Remy finds that the path to happiness requires a long drive in an old Prius, a growing appreciation for small towns, and a whole lot of sweet tea. But before they can forge a future—they have to let go of the past.




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Excerpt


He walked to the door and—oh, heaven. The coffee aroma drifted from a huge steaming cup sitting in the middle of his desk. Like he’d seen an oasis on the desert, he hurried toward the cup. Holy cow. Not just hot but white. Obviously loaded with his favorite cream. He set down his backpack and grabbed the cup before even taking off his leather jacket. After a deep inhale, he sipped. Oh wow, perfect. Eartha hardly ever put in enough cream for him, and this was—different. Unique. What a flavor.
He took another swallow, then set it on the desk and took off his jacket, his gaze already drifting toward his laptop. Cradling his cup, he slid into the chair, toggled the space bar, and stared at the results from their three pilot regions, then sighed. Fuck. Not bad, but sure as hell not good.
“Are you ready for a refill?” The voice that came from his still-open doorway sounded like someone had poured extra cream into it as well.
Remy looked up, bobbled the cup, and splashed white coffee onto his desk and jeans. “Ow! Shit.”
“Oh Lord, I’m so sorry.”
By then Remy was on his feet, brushing at the drops clinging to the denim and frantically examining his starched white shirt. Before he quite grasped what was happening, long-fingered hands were brushing at his pant legs from behind, dangerously close to all kinds of personal items.
Remy danced in a circle. “Uh, wait. Enough. I got it.” He extended an arm to ward off the intrusive ministrations and came face-to-face with—who? He’d never seen the guy before. Young, with straight dark hair that was just that bit too long, kind of like his own, a slim face with high cheekbones and huge, doe-like eyes of clearest blue behind dark-rimmed glasses. Adorable nerd came to mind although it was a strange way to describe a guy. “Who are you?”
The guy clearly took a breath because his chest in a maroon sweater vest expanded and his nostrils flared. “Mr. Merced, I’m Harper Treadwell, your new assistant.”
For a second nothing quite computed, then his mother’s pronouncement of the previous day rushed back. “Oh.”
“I’m so mortified to have gotten off on the wrong foot. I just noticed you seemed to like the coffee and wondered if you wanted more.”
“The coffee?” Remy stared at the cup on his desk sitting in a small ring of spilled french roast.
“How about I clean that up and get you a new cup?” Harper grabbed the cup, pulled a real-life hanky from his pocket, and captured the drips, then rushed out of the office.
Remy kept staring. His brain must be too exhausted to click into gear, because whirlwind Harper returned with a brimming cup, a spray bottle of some kind of cleaner, and a rag before Remy even blinked. Harper carefully set the cup on a bookcase, sprayed the desk and cleaned it like he was doing art restoration. Then he lovingly set the cup on the desk and stepped back. “I’ll be happy to take your jeans to the Laundromat, sir, if you’d like.”
“Wha—no. Uh, thank you. How did you know about the coffee?”
“Know?”
“About the extra cream?”
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“Oh, I asked my mama to ask your mama.” He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and then smiled with lots of teeth, but his gaze skittered around. “So how can I help you this morning?”


Love You So Series




Bk 1
LOVE YOU SO HARD

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Bk 2
LOVE YOU SO MADLY


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Bk 4
LOVE YOU SO SPECIAL


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About the Author


Tara Lain believes in happy ever afters – and magic. Same thing. In fact, she says, she doesn’t believe, she knows. Tara shares this passion in her best-selling stories that star her unique, charismatic heroes — the beautiful boys of romance —  and adventurous heroines. Quarterbacks and cops, werewolves and witches, blue collar or billionaires, Tara’s characters, readers say, love deeply, resolve seemingly insurmountable differences, and ultimately live their lives authentically. After many years living in southern California, Tara, her soulmate honey and her soulmate dog decided they wanted less cars and more trees, prompting a move to Ashland, Oregon where Tara’s creating new stories and loving living in a small town with big culture. Likely a Gryffindor but possessed of Parseltongue, Tara loves animals of all kinds, diversity, open minds, coconut crunch ice cream from Zoeys, and her readers. She also loves to hear from you.   



You can find Tara at Lain

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