Tell Me A Truth By Tamara Lush ♥ Blog Tour

Today we have Tell Me A Truth by Tamara Lush, the last in the sexy serial novella! Grab your copy today, and check out Tamara’s giveaway!

About Tell Me A Truth:

A billionaire real estate magnate returns from the dead, making his family’s dearest dream come true. There’s only one problem–Caleb Kin remembers his parents, siblings, home and career … but not Emma, woman he married, or the child she claims is his.

Don’t miss the heart-pounding final installment in Emma and Caleb’s journey—get your copy of Tell Me the Truth today!

Get your copy today:

TELL ME A TRUTH

Catch up on the series:

TELL ME A STORY

TELL ME A DESIRE

TELL ME A LIE

TELL ME A SECRET

I was not dressed for a dinner at home.

My red-and-white gingham cotton dress was a 1950s silhouette, tight in the bodice, with an off-the-shoulder neckline and a full skirt. I hadn’t worn it in years and was honestly surprised it still fit. I clasped a demure choker of pearls around my neck and swept my hair up in a messy updo, with curly tendrils framing my face.

I was aiming for a touch of seduction. Maybe not a full, end-up-horizontal-in-bed seduction, because I didn’t think either one of us was quite ready for that yet.

Although I wouldn’t push him away, if that’s what he wanted.

I did want to look alluring enough to pique my husband’s interest—or, if possible, his memory. I tried on a pair of nude heels, but that was a little much for making stuffed pasta shells in my own kitchen, even for me. I slipped on pale pink ballet flats instead. I looked in the mirror and turned, sucking in my stomach. Not bad, considering everything. It was the first time I’d worn one of my vintage dresses in ages. Somehow, the retro-style didn’t seem to fit who I was anymore.

A wife. A mom. A woman with a complicated life. I shrugged at myself in the mirror. I’d deal with my wardrobe later. Or not. Because fashion no longer mattered.

My step was light as I left the master bedroom and walked into the living room.

Caleb was there—his family had collected Charlotte an hour earlier, saying they wanted us to have some “alone time”—sitting on the sofa. He looked simple and perfect, in a pair of dark-washed jeans and a black T-shirt.

He stood quickly and his mouth dropped open. “Oh! Wow.”

“You’re saying that a lot today,” I responded playfully. I didn’t want to let on that I was scared enough to throw up. It was as if we were on a first date, only during our first date, I’d been confident we’d end up in bed that evening. Tonight, I wasn’t sure what would unfold.

He stroked his chin. “Yeah. I am saying that a lot. Everything’s a surprise around here.”

I smiled, my first hurdle cleared. “Thanks.”

We stood and stared at each other, the silence between us filled with sexual static. Or so I thought. I wasn’t sure of anything anymore, truthfully. I didn’t know what to say, and he probably didn’t either. To him, I was a stranger in his house.

About Tamara Lush:

During the day, Tamara Lush writes news as a journalist with The Associated Press. At night, she writes fictional romance tales about complicated, sexy men and the women who love them.

Her first full-length novel, HOT SHADE, was published in September 2015 with Boroughs Publishing Group. INTO THE HEAT is her second full-length novel and it’s also with Boroughs.

TELL ME A STORY is Tamara’s first novella. It’s the first episode of The Story Series, a five-novella serial about a bookstore owner who reads erotica to a billionaire during a literary event in Florida.

When Tamara isn’t reporting, writing or reading, she’s doing yoga, cooking for her Italian husband or chasing her dogs on a beach on Florida’s Gulf Coast. She loves connecting with people on social media.

Connect With Tamara:

WEBSITE: http://www.tamaralush.com

FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/tamaralushwrites

TWITTER: @tamaralush

PINTEREST: http://www.pinterest.com/tamlush

INSTAGRAM: http://www.instagram.com/tamlush

AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE: http://amzn.to/1ZzmbKC

GOODREADS AUTHOR PAGE: https://www.goodreads.com/Tamara_Lush

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Blog Tour Schedule:

August 31st

The book obsessed momma Review

Melissa aguirre Review

Romance Novel Giveaways Excerpt

Loves Great Reads Blog Excerpt

Barbara’s Book Reveiws Excerpt

Alpha Book Club Review

September 1st

Book Junkiez Excerpt

Bad boys and Bedtime stories book previews Review

Quesarasera Book Blog Review

Socially Awkward Book Nerd Excerpt

KinkyGirlsBookObsessions Excerpt

SBB Reviews Review

September 2nd

Mile High KINK Book Club Review

WTF ARE YOU READING? Review

Princess Reads Review

A naughty Book Fling Excerpt

SBB Reviews Review

Books,Dreams,Life Excerpt

WTF Are You Reading? Review

September 3rd

The Pervy Ladies Book Blog Review

My Slanted Bookish Ramblings Review

EskieMama Reads Excerpt

Romance Book Nerd Excerpt

The Silver Dagger Scriptorium Excerpt

September 4th

Ashley Book Blog Review

MJ’s Book Blog and Reviews Excerpt

Rock Out With Sweet Reads Excerpt

PBC Excerpt

Under The Covers Book Lovers Review

My Book Filled Life Review

Barbara’s Book Reviews Excerpt

September 5th

Jackie’s Book World Review

Nerdy Dirty & Flirty Excerpt

EskieMama Reads Excerpt

Reese’s Reviews Excerpt

Those Crazy Book Chicks Excerpt

Tricia Excerpt

September 6th

Captain Reads A Lot Excerpt

Blazinbear’s Book Blog Excerpt

OMGReads Review

queenzany Review

Bookish Girls Book Blog Review

The Phantom Paragrapher Review

G & T’s Indie Café Excerpt

TBR Book Blog Review

Tell Me A Truth By Tamara Lush ♥ Release Day Blitz

Today we have Tell Me A Truth by Tamara Lush, the last in the sexy serial novella! Grab your copy today, and check out Tamara’s giveaway!

About Tell Me A Truth:

Don’t miss the heart-pounding final installment in Emma and Caleb’s journey—get your copy of Tell Me the Truth today!

Get your copy today:

TELL ME A TRUTH

Catch up on the series:

TELL ME A STORY

TELL ME A DESIRE

TELL ME A LIE

TELL ME A SECRET

Exclusive Excerpt:

“Let me have her.” I held my hands in the direction of Colin, who’d been pacing with Charlotte in his arms. She was the only happy person in the room and had entertained herself for the past ten minutes by chewing on her fist.
He deposited her into my arms and resumed pacing. She grabbed at my chunky silver necklace and lunged for my curls. I knew she wanted to play peek-a-boo in my hair because lately that was her favorite entertainment.
“No, babykins. Let’s leave Mommy’s hair alone for tonight.” I swept my curls back with my free hand, and she giggled into my chest. My hair had grown even longer in Caleb’s absence, since I hadn’t had the desire to do anything with it. But my hair didn’t matter, Charlotte’s slobbery little mouth didn’t matter, nothing mattered. We were about to be a family—for the first time.
A surge went through me. I was giddy. Manic, even, at the thought of Caleb’s return.
I blew a fart noise on Charlotte’s cheek and she laughed more.
Bouncing Charlotte on my hip, we turned again to the window, and she reached her chubby hand to the glass, as if trying to touch the night. I’d dressed her in a frothy, hot pink dress with a tulle skirt. She looked unbearably adorable, and it would be impossible for Caleb not to recognize his own child with big blue eyes so identical to his.
Colin’s phone buzzed. “It’s him.” He inhaled sharply, then answered and grinned. “Hey. Yeah, we’re all here. Okay.” He hung up. “Caleb and Dad and Mom are in the lobby.”
Laura gave a little muffled cry and hugged Sarah, who stared hard at me over Laura’s shoulder.
“I’m fine,” I mouthed to her, not feeling fine at all. I kissed Charlotte’s cheek. “Daddy’s home,” I whispered, trying not to shake too much. Charlotte seemed unusually heavy.
After a few seconds, a nervous, barking laugh escaped my lips. “How long does it take for the elevator to crawl up here?”
No one responded.
Then, the ding of the elevator bell.
The sliding open of the doors.
And my husband walked in.

About Tamara Lush:

During the day, Tamara Lush writes news as a journalist with The Associated Press. At night, she writes fictional romance tales about complicated, sexy men and the women who love them.

Her first full-length novel, HOT SHADE, was published in September 2015 with Boroughs Publishing Group. INTO THE HEAT is her second full-length novel and it’s also with Boroughs.

Connect With Tamara:

WEBSITE: http://www.tamaralush.com

FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/tamaralushwrites

TWITTER: @tamaralush

PINTEREST: http://www.pinterest.com/tamlush

INSTAGRAM: http://www.instagram.com/tamlush

AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE: http://amzn.to/1ZzmbKC

GOODREADS AUTHOR PAGE: https://www.goodreads.com/Tamara_Lush

Enter Tamara’s Giveaway:
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Tell Me A Secret By Tamara Lush ♥ Blog Tour ~Excerpt Reveal

With a river of sweat between my breasts and a pool of moisture along my hairline, I sat up, gasping and shaking. The white, cotton sheets were heavy and tangled around my legs. It was morning. I was alone in my beautiful Art Deco bedroom and Florida’s sherbet-colored sunrise poured past the half-open curtain. My skin was aflame, as if on the verge of sunburn.
I was eight and a half months pregnant and dreaming of a ménage with my husband—who had been missing for weeks—and his brother. To say I was going insane was an understatement.
I sobbed, hard, my chest heaving. At one point, I almost retched, I was crying with such force. Sitting up, I gulped in a few breaths, trying to calm myself. It was nothing but a crazy, hormone-and-stress-fueled dream. One of many tormenting nightmares I’d had in recent weeks, ever since I’d been put on bed rest due to precariously high blood pressure.
After a minute or two, I stopped wailing. A thick fog had settled into my brain, and I shook my head, trying to chase away both the haze and the memory of the intensity of the subconscious sex scene. The recurring dreams—or were they erotic nightmares?—always made me simultaneously wet, needy, and ashamed.
Also profoundly, horribly sad.
I was grieving, but still hopeful, that Caleb would be found. But each day without news brought only more anguish and more ambiguity. So I was constantly in a state of suspended animation, never quite sure what was real. Was Caleb alive? Hurt? Did he miss me or had he just vanished because he hadn’t wanted to be a father? We’d hired private investigators, his parents were back and forth to Brazil helping with the search, and I was not only on a first-name basis with the detectives of the Sao Paulo police force, I’d sent one of their kids a birthday present the previous week.
And still, nothing. No clues, no leads, no Caleb.