Once upon a time, I wrote this book I titled, Baby, I’m Home. It was supposed to be part of a Father’s Day anthology. But the antho fell through only a couple of months before it was supposed to be published. The book had already been edited, and, frankly, I loved this story, so I decided to publish it on my own.
I reached out to a cover artist, and asked my editor to have a look at it (it was originally edited by the group who was supposed to publish the anthology) because I trust her opinion explicitly, and if I’m going to put this thing out into the world on my own, I wanted to ensure I did it right.
And when it was all said and done, this adorable story was published on May 29, 2018.
This book didn’t.
It definitely sees more book sales vs. page reads. Which means it’s time for a change. If book sales are where it’s at, then let’s make sure I’m maximizing those sales, aka, making it available to as many people as might possibly want to read it.
Which meant it was time to say bye-bye to KU and helloooooo iBooks, Kobo, and Nook.
So yeah, if you read on your iPhone (like I do) or you have a Nook or the Kobo app or whatever other way you read, you can now enjoy this super cute, totes adorbs surprise baby book.
Oh yeah, and it’s only a buck ninety-nine. (Here’s a LINK) If that isn’t enough incentive, here’s a little teaser:
“So am I taking you to your parents’ house or…?”
“Hell no.” He tapped her abdomen with his pointer finger.
It was weird when a woman was pregnant; complete strangers tried to palm her belly in elevators and in restaurants. And Lord help her when dealing with the elderly women in her office. She hated it, every second of it. And here she was with Chad, wishing he’d never take his hand away.
“I think we need to go back to your place. Clearly, we have a lot to discuss,” he said.
“Your parents aren’t expecting you to go home?” The first time Chad had introduced her to his hoity-toity parents, they had been on their way to golf thirty-six holes and were dressed the part. His mom had looked down her nose at Jenna’s complexion and said, “What a fascinating skin tone.” And now it was entirely possible their first grandchild would have that same “fascinating” coloring.
“First of all, they’re still in Scotland. They’re trying to figure out what to do with the estate now that Gramps is gone. And don’t you think I deserve a little time to wrap my head around this before we announce it to the rest of the world?”
Yeah, probably. Although it was too damn late for that, and yes, she’d have to suffer the guilt for that one for the rest of her life. “Considering, as you put it, I’m so big, I should probably warn you that the rest of the world already knows. At least, the part that has come into visual contact with me for the past few months.”
“I didn’t mean it like that. And besides, you’re the one who texted and said you had a ‘big surprise’ for me.” He cupped her belly again, as if the action was helping him come to terms with this reality. “I admit, this was not even remotely what I was thinking.”
“Oh yeah? What were you thinking?”
“Ironically, much smaller. And lacy. And red.”
She laughed. “There may still be red and lacy in my wardrobe, but I can assure you, there is nothing whatsoever small at the moment.”
“Well, you look great. Is that the wrong thing to say?”
Smiling, she shook her head. “No. And thanks.”
Now are you ready to read? Here’s the link, to help you out: Baby, I’m Home
Tami Lund writes practically everything from surprise baby romance to romantic suspense to romcom to paranormal, including dragons, witches, vampires, and the like. Chances are, you’ll enjoy at least one of her books. Probably a bunch of them. Here’s her website: https://tamilund.com/