Wednesday, November 1, 2017

"Wine Heir 2" by Tawny Amaya

Wine Heir 2:
A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance
by Tawny Amaya

Wine Heir 2: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance by Tawny Amaya

Author Tawny Amaya stops by today to share an excerpt from her latest book, Wine Heir 2, which is ON SALE for only $0.99 (save $2.00) for a limited time. Also available: Wine Heir.

They might be best friends, but their new relationship is already floundering against forces that they could never have imagined. He might be at home – but the bright lights and glamorous women of the city leave her cold ... and worried that there’s more going on than meets the eye.
Bree Wilkinson has known nothing but the vineyard since she grew up – and now she’s poised to take over managing it from her father and making it the state’s most successful wedding venue.
Jackson Temple is the billionaire wine heir to the vineyard and Bree’s best friend – and new lover. His dark hair and intense green eyes have made him an object of desire for many.
As Bree and Jackson enjoy the whirlwind flush of being a new couple, fate seemingly has other plans for them. When Jackson is called away to New York City on urgent business by his father, Bree drops everything to join him reluctantly. With the wedding season in full swing, she feels a lingering feeling that she must drop everything to be with Jackson – even her own business.
The bright lights and sights of NYC do little to soothe Bree’s mind as the increasingly distant Jackson seemingly transforms into a different man; one who is too comfortable in the company of sophisticated socialites, and who comes home smelling of another woman’s perfume.
As things go from bad to worse, both Bree and Jackson have serious questions to ask themselves about their futures: can Bree, a country girl happy working in the vinery, truly date a billionaire and handle the pressures that come with it? Will Jackson be able to compromise on his jet-set lifestyle and reassure Bree that she is the only woman he sees his future with?
Time is running out – and when Bree gets a devastating phone call, everything hangs on one single thread. Both Bree and Jackson can have it all ... or risk losing it forever.

I watched from the back of the room as the bride and groom said their vows, wondering if there was a dry eye in the room. Mine certainly weren’t. Their vows had been very personal, tugging on the heartstrings and making me glad that love like that truly existed.
They kissed, and I clapped along with the rest of the party, stealing out before they walked down the aisle as husband and wife. Another successful wedding, another check in the bank. In four months, I had seen more weddings than I cared to keep count, our website full of wonderful reviews that were rapidly making this venue wildly popular. Already we were filling up next year’s calendar, and I hoped that we would be able to remember them all.
With a heartfelt sigh, I made my way through the vineyard and down the path toward my new home, the guest house behind the large estate home that the Temples’ resided in. After Jackson and I had made our relationship public, we had moved out here with their blessing, Jackson wants to be close to his parents and myself, well, I still had a job to do. Most would think that since I was dating a billionaire, that I would give up my post at the vineyard and do whatever billionaire girlfriends did.
But not me. I loved my work with the venue and the vineyard.
Pushing open the front door, I walked into the warmth of the small cottage, shedding my coat as I did. The weather had turned cold early considering it was only October and I was betting that in another month, we would be watching out for the threat of snow. Currently, the vineyards were bare, the last of the grape leaves turning brown and breaking off. It would be months before we would start the entire process all over again and I couldn’t wait.
Jackson was seated at the kitchen table, his laptop before him and his cell to his ear, his tense words telling me that something was wrong yet again. I stopped and admired his profile, my heart clenching as I told myself that he was all mine. These last four months had been magical, both Jackson and myself attempting to learn each other as adults now. It was more than just in the bedroom, where our sex life was fabulous by the way.
No, it was learning each other’s likes and dislikes, how Jackson took his job very seriously as did I, but there was so much that was still there, and I couldn’t be happier that we had found each other again. Waking up next to Jackson was unbelievable, and I felt my love for him grow leaps and bounds each day.
Snapping out of my thoughts, I watched as the object of my desire run a hand through his hair roughly, slamming the phone down on the table with the other. Without so much as a hesitation, I walked over and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, giving him a hug. “Bad day?”
“The worst,” he muttered. “Damn New York sector is falling apart, and I had another person quit. What the hell are they doing over there anyway?”
“I’m sorry,” I said, kissing the top of his head lightly. “Anything I can do?”
He sighed loudly, leaning his head into my stomach. “No. I’ll figure it out.”
I released him only to step into his line of sight, giving him a soft smile. “I can order pizza.”
He chuckled, some of the aggravation melting from his oh so gorgeous face. “Hell no.”
I grinned as he stood, my pulse starting to beat slowly as I took his body in. I knew that body better than my own now, and I loved every bit of it. Literally. “Perhaps there’s something else I can do
A spark appeared in his eyes as he looked at me, knowing exactly what I was thinking. That was one thing I loved about our relationship. We could always figure out what the other was thinking, the link between us bound tightly even after all these years apart. “We have dinner with my parents in an hour.”
A corner of my mouth lifted. “An hour?”
I walked toward him, steering clear of him at the last moment, my fingers drifting over his shoulder lightly as I passed. “An hour is more than enough.”
He growled, and I couldn’t hide my grin as I walked back to the bedroom, the clothes already starting to come off as I did. I couldn’t get enough of Jackson no matter how much I tried. Each time we came together, it was like the first time all over again, and I think we had all but christened each surface in this cottage. I should be ashamed, but I wasn’t.
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Praise for the Book
"This story picks up where Wine Heir left off and we are knee deep in the relationship of Bree and Jackson. If you have not read the first book, don't fret as you'll be able to follow without any void." ~ BP34
"I recommend this fast-paced, yet emotion packed, story. So grab a copy today, and prepare yourself for wonderful story that even though it is fiction, could be real life. This story and the characters, Bree and Jackson, are relatable." ~ Nerdy Despina
"I highly recommend this emotionally packed story. This story can be read as a stand alone but it is better to read the first book as it does explain the beginning of their friendship." ~ Natasha L
"I really enjoyed this story. It has a good storyline that grabs you and you can't put it down. The characters are well written with great chemistry and interaction. This is an enjoyable, must read story and I would recommend this book to anyone." ~ Karen Galloway
"Excellent read! It’s well written, exciting and it has a few twists to keep you enjoying the read. Tawny did a great job not only writing this story, but she did a great developing characters that you can love and relate to." ~ cindy

About the Author
Tawny Amaya
Tawny Amaya is a full-time novelist of steamy, yet fun, romances that let readers unwind as their imagination takes them to exotic destinations with where sun in the fun is the name of the game.
Using her words to titillate and invite her readers into a world where lingering glances and illicit thrills are part of everyday life, Tawny’s greatest enjoyment comes in knowing that her readers are enjoying the frisson of passion that her writing gives them.
Since writing her first novel, she quit her job to focus on writing her erotic romance books full time. Originally from the sunny Caribbean island of Jamaica, many of her books are set in the balmy, paradisiacal settings of the West Indies. She returns to her native island many times for new inspiration, writing from her balcony at a small hotel overlooking the seaside.
Tawny’s greatest inspiration is the sun, sea, sand ... and another s, which helps to get her creative juices flowing every time. Now resident in Miami, she can be found penning a new novel at any one of the city’s numerous seaside cafes along the world-famous Miami Beach.