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Seaweed by Elle Strauss: Excerpt & Giveaway

by Christy on August 26th, 2012
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Hi everyone!  I have something fun to share with you.  As part of the Seaweed blog tour, Elle Strauss wants to share an excerpt from the book.  Plus, she has a sweet giveaway for US/Can readers.  You can follow the rest of the tour by clicking the banner above.


About Seaweed:

Dori Seward can’t wait to get out of Eastcove, a sleepy fishing village on the border of New Brunswick and Maine. She bides her time by hanging out with friends, attending swim club, and holding her biggest competition, Colby–who wants more than just friendship, at arm’s length.

Then Tor Riley comes to town and he has everything Dori dreams of in a boyfriend–looks, athleticism and mystery.

But Tor also has a tantalizing secret and Dori is determined to find out what it is. The truth is crazier than her wildest imaginations and more dangerous, too. Dori has new enemies, and they will do anything to get to her.

Her life, her dreams and her love for Tor are all weighing in the balance. Will Dori risk it all in order to have it all?



Seaweed Excerpt:

Just as I was about to pull the ropes out of the cleats and winches, Tor showed up dressed like he was about to head into a mosquito-infested jungle instead of the open sea. He wore blue jeans tucked into rubber boots, a long sleeve shirt buttoned up and wide sunglasses that covered most of his face.

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hi to you, too,” he said.

“I’m sorry,” I said, watching him stand stiffly on the dock. “Come aboard.”

Tor climbed on and began working proficiently on the jib sail.

“For someone who clearly looks uncomfortable on a boat, you seem to know what you’re doing.”

Tor shrugged, then untied the rope that had us secured to the dock. I started the motor, pointing the boat out to sea. Once we were clear of the dock and other boats, I cut the engine and hoisted the main sail. Tor hoisted the jib sail. I couldn’t help the cheesy thought that crossed my mind: We made a great team.

Out on the bay, I felt giddy. The crisp saline wind on my face, hair flapping, the rolling and rocking of the waves—it was home to me. I was almost just as at ease on the water as I was in it. I had been sailing since before I could walk. I could do this in my sleep.

Tor rested up against the edge looking as handsome as ever, despite the get up. We got out to the middle of the bay, far enough that the people on the shore looked like specks. I turned the rudder until we were crosswind, which slowed us down considerably. Tor lowered the main sail and then the jib. We were far enough off shore and the tide was at a level where I could safely lower the anchor.

“We’re staying awhile?” Tor said.

“I like to take a break when I’m hungry. I brought tuna sandwiches.” I opened the cooler. “Do you like tuna? I didn’t even think.”

“Love it.”

I handed him one. Just as he was about to take it, I pulled my hand back.

“First you have to take your shirt off.”

I gasped. It sounded like I wanted to play a stripping game. I felt my cheeks burn. “I didn’t mean it like that!”

The shock on his face morphed into a smirk. “What did you mean?”

“Just, that you’re over dressed for this party. Loosen up a bit.”

Tor didn’t move. I gripped his sandwich as he held my gaze. It seemed like a really big deal to him.

Then I remembered the tattoos. He probably didn’t want me to see them. Maybe if he knew that I knew, he wouldn’t care.

“I know about your tattoos.”

He raised his eyebrows.

“I mean if that’s what you’re worried about. I saw them when you had your shirt off at the beach this morning. It’s okay. I won’t tell anyone.”

But, I didn’t promise I wouldn’t stare. Which was a good thing.

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and I felt the sandwich in my hand quiver. I put it down on the cooler in front of him.

I stared.

With the reflection off the water, his tattoos were unbelievable. They were fluid, little rivers of blue and green running in a lacy Celtic pattern.

“They’re beautiful, Tor. Where did you get it done?”

“Hey, I already took my shirt off.” He grinned abashedly and I could tell he was embarrassed. “I should at least get to eat before you bombard me with questions.”

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Thanks for sharing with us, Elle!  I like to make guys take their shirts off for food all the time. :D


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