A year after a heart attack took Tess Mathews' husband, she set out for Bora Bora to scatter his ashes among the sharks.
"Hollywood hottie" Tom Clemmins bribed his way onto her tour boat, and Tess was torn between anger, guilt and the possibility of a new romance. Follow that romance in Southern Nevada author Beverly Preston's debut contemporary romance novel "No More Wasted Time."
Preston said the book is a hit in its digital form, with 29,000 downloads on amazon.com.
The novel is scheduled to be featured on Digital Book Today, digitalbooktoday.com, as a Great Read Sunday through Aug. 21.
For more information, visit beverlypreston.weebly.com.
Excerpt from "No More Wasted Time"
Tom Clemmins stared at Tess in disbelief. "Is something wrong? Is there a problem with the boat?" he asked.
"No, no problem with my boat, it runs," Mr. Rene insisted.
"Yes, something is wrong. I booked this boat yesterday for a private tour. Do you remember seeing me at check-in?" She attempted to make an effort to sound civil, but in reality, snarled at him.
Tom Clemmins lowered his sunglasses, exposing his dark brown eyes. "The blue dress, right?"
Tess' mouth dropped open at his admission. "You booked this tour after me. Or more like you stole it out from underneath me!" She fumed with a blistering glare.
His lips curled back into a grin. "Well, I can guarantee you that I didn't steal your tour. They must have double booked our reservation."
"Double booking? You mean double payment?" Growing more annoyed by the second, Tess' eyes narrowed, uninterested in his smooth talk and brilliant white smile. Standing her ground, she placed her hands on her hips and lifted her chin. "Look, I'm sure you're used to getting your way, but not today. I am not getting off this boat. I need this tour."
"I didn't ask you to get off the boat. I'm sure we can work something out. It's only the two of us and there seems to be plenty of room. I don't mind if we go together. And for the record, I don't always get my way."
"There's plenty of room, of course, of course," Mr. Rene agreed.
"I really need a private tour, Mr. Rene. If I don't go today then it'll be another week. I can't wait!" She pleaded with her eyes.