My Favorite Part

 

Hey y’all! I’m BA Tortuga, resident redneck and lover of all things cowboy.

 

Grins

 

So, I’m here to yammer at y’all about my book, The Seashores of Old Mexico.

 

The thing is, I know y’all are bored with that. The book? It’s adorable and short, a fun, quick read with a runaway cowboy and a stud of a bar owner happy to catch him. There’s lots of loving and a little squirt of angst. Ta da. I did my job. I pitched.

 

Now let’s talk about something else.

 

Like the part of a man that gets your engine revved.

 

Now, I’ll be honest, I’m into the boobies. Really. That’s my thing. A nicely stacked blonde makes me a happy chicken. I get that from my daddy.

 

However, I will admit to admiring the male form every now and again, from a purely artistic level, of course.

 

My favorite part? The slide from the neck into the collarbone. I love that. Seriously, it’s so tender, so vulnerable, so sensitive. I’m all over that.

 

My wife (who is way more omnivorous than I am) is a huge fan of that little cut in between abs and hips. You know what I’m talking about? She calls it the penis funnel. Seriously.

 

Y’all see why I adore her.

 

So, what’s your favorite part? What visual makes you go…mmm.

 

Much love, y’all.

 

BA

 

Seashores of Old Mexico

 

After a bar fight gone horribly wrong, Clint is on the run, tired, hungry, and desperate to get out of Texas and across the border as fast as he can. But more than anything, he needs a place to relax and feel safe—at least for a little while. Searching for work, he stumbles into a cantina on the beach and runs into its owner. Jack might be a little older and a little worldlier, but the two men have enough in common to form a fast friendship that soon spills over into the bedroom.

 

But Clint isn’t the only who’s done things he isn’t proud of, things he’d rather keep hidden. Both of them have to be ready to drop everything and run if the past gets too close, and that’s no foundation for a relationship—especially since the truth always comes out eventually.

 

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About BA Tortuga

 

Texan to the bone and an unrepentant Daddy’s Girl, BA Tortuga spends her days with her basset hounds and her beloved wife, texting her sisters, and eating Mexican food. When she’s not doing that, she’s writing. She spends her days off watching rodeo, knitting and surfing Pinterest in the name of research. BA’s personal saviors include her wife, Julia Talbot, her best friend, Sean Michael, and coffee. Lots of coffee. Really good coffee.

Having written everything from fist-fighting rednecks to hard-core cowboys to werewolves, BA does her damnedest to tell the stories of her heart, which was raised in Northeast Texas, but has heard the call of the  high desert and lives in the Sandias. With books ranging from hard-hitting GLBT romance, to fiery menages, to the most traditional of love stories, BA refuses to be pigeon-holed by anyone but the voices in her head. Find her on the web at www.batortuga.com