Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Sea Glass Winter Tuesday Teaser & Last Week's Winner






Thanks to all of you who took the time to visit and comment on last week's Teaser Tuesday!  The winner, chosen at random, of a SEA GLASS WINTER Advanced reading copy, is -- ta dah! --  Sharon, who's going to be on a plane on her way to California when the book comes out.  Sharon, if you'll email your post office mailing address to joann @ joannross  dot com, we'll get your copy out to you! 

Here's this week's excerpt, which is a scene from the Shelter Bay booster club's fund-raising crab feed at Bon Temps. . And as you'll be able to see, a few of the women in town have decided to help Dillon out in his quest to win Claire over.  Enjoy:  

A  little girl who reminded Claire a bit of Zuzu from It’s a Wonderful Life came spinning up to the table. She was wearing a pink tutu, striped pink and yellow leggings, a glittery pink T-shirt that read I HAVE HAPPY FEET, and sneakers that flashed as those happy feet moved up and down

“Hi,” she greeted Claire with a bright smile that was lacking a front tooth. “I’m Angel. And I’m a ballerina.”

“I can see that,” Claire said. “I’ve been watching you dance with the band. You’re very good.”

“Madame Zelda’s the best teacher ever. Mommy says that’s because she used to be a really famous ballerina in Russia. Are you Matt’s mommy?”

“I am.”

“He’s nice.”

“I like to think so.”

“Oh!” She lifted both hands up to her mouth. Her short nails had been painted with a sparkly pink polish. “I almost forgot. Mommy,” she said, “Daddy told me to come get you. He said it’s really important.”

“I hope it’s nothing serious,” Claire said to Charity.

“If it was all that serious, he wouldn’t have sent Tinker Bell,” Charity assured her. “I’m on the crabfest committee. It’s probably something like we’re in danger of running out of coleslaw or another emergency.”

Just as she stood up, Dillon walked by.

“Dillon,” Charity said, snagging his arm, “come sit by Claire and keep her company. She doesn’t know that many people yet.”


Before Claire could assure her that she was perfectly capable of introducing herself to other town residents, Charity was off, following the dancing sprite, causing a faint sound, like the one made when the angel Clarence finally earned his wings in It’s a Wonderful Life, to chime in the back of Claire’s mind.

“Why do I get the feeling I’ve just been set up?” she asked dryly as the coach sat down at the butcher-paper-covered table next to her.

“Beats me.” He popped some shrimp from a bowl in front of him into his mouth and looked around. “The place is really packed. I’m just glad I was able to find a place to sit down. It’s a little hard to crack crab standing up. . . . So how goes the glassblowing?”

“I’ve been blocked,” she admitted. “Other than the green flash, I haven’t been able to come up with anything creative that works with it.” She’d begun to wonder if it was possible to actually run out of ideas.

“That’s probably not surprising. I’d imagine all the changes in your life haven’t exactly put your mind in a creative space.”

“True. But inspiration struck when I was down at the aquarium the other day.”

“Cool place.” He nodded approvingly. “I took the science club there last month. They have some great programs. Maybe we could go together sometime. I have an in with the research scientists there. I could give you a behind-the-scenes tour.”

“That sounds interesting, but I’m afraid I have a lot on my plate right now,” she said mildly as she realized a couple at the next table over were openly eavesdropping.

“Just let me know if you change your mind. I’m glad you’re here,” he said, seeming to take her rejection in stride. The fact that it irked just a bit didn’t make a bit of sense, since she didn’t want to get even slightly involved with Dillon Slater. “I have a proposition for you.”

The conversation around them came to an abrupt halt. A smile quirked at the corner of his mouth. Looking around, he spotted Kara and Maddy, who’d just come out of the kitchen.

“Would you two ladies mind saving our seats for about five minutes?” he asked. “I need to talk with Claire.”

As neither woman seemed all that surprised or curious about what was going on, that niggling little chime sounded again in her mind. Louder, and a bit more insistent this time.

“Of course,” Kara said. “Hey, Claire, it’s good to see you.”

Brief greetings were exchanged; then Dillon scooped Claire’s jacket from the back of her chair. “Let’s go out on the porch,” he said, “where we can have some privacy.”

The chime was now an alarm bell. “Unless you’re going to tell me that Matt has a problem, we don’t have any reason for privacy.”

“Now, see, far be it from me to argue with a lady, but that’s where you’re wrong.”

They wove through the tables, past the bandstand, to the porch overlooking the harbor. Although a light mist was falling, the porch roof kept them dry. Claire had also discovered that the cloud cover when it rained actually kept the temperature up.

“It’s the maritime climate,” he said when she mentioned it after he’d asked if she was cold. “So I’ve been thinking about watching you blow glass the other day.”

“Have you?”

“I have. And I was wondering if you’d be willing to give a demonstration to the science club. I think they’d really go for it.”

She was surprised he just hadn’t asked her that question back inside the restaurant. “I’d be happy to. Do you think they’d enjoy blowing a glass paperweight?”

“You’d make their day. Who wouldn’t want to give someone a special thing they’ve made with their own two hands?”

“When would you want to do it?”

“I don’t want to interfere with your exhibit work. Maybe after the first of the year?”

“I think I could fit it in before that so they’d have a Christmas gift. How about sometime the week before Christmas?”

“Great. Thanks. That’s way cool.”

“That’s it?”

“Well, there is another thing.”



Make that a siren. “What?”

The flashing green, gold, and purple neon sign overhead illuminated his face enough that she could read his intention.

“This isn’t going to happen,” she warned.

“Why not?”

He was close. Too close. “Because we don’t know each other.”

“Good point.” His breath warmed her lips, and despite her protest, as she held her breath, waiting for his kiss, he surprised her by nipping at her chin. “It just so happens that I’ve got a few ways in mind we can remedy that. Starting right now.”

“I can’t.” Oh, he was good, she thought as her heart speeded up. But she was no longer that naive girl who could fall for such practiced seduction.

“Can’t? Or won’t?”

She put a hand on his chest and was surprised to discover that despite his outwardly easy charm, his heart was beating as rapidly as hers. Which caused a little jolt and made this situation all the more tempting.

“Both. Because I’ve never been one for playing games, I’m not going to deny I’m tempted. But you just happen to be my son’s coach. There are undoubtedly a great many parents in that restaurant who are hoping their sons win athletic scholarships. If they thought you were giving Matt more playing time because you were involved with me, it would not only hurt the team; it could hurt my son. A lot.”

“I think you’re overstating the problem.”

“I don’t believe I am.” Mrs. Martin, whose son Dirk was a senior on the team, had definitely iced her when they’d been introduced. “And it’s time we went back inside.”

He didn’t stop her when she took a step back. Nor did he argue, but merely shrugged and said, “Your call.”

But as they entered Bon Temps and Ken Curtis called him to the bandstand to give a speech about the upcoming season, Dillon bent his head and murmured next to her ear, “Just think about it, Claire.”

As if she was going to be able to think of anything else.

Because it's going to be crazy at the post office for the next couple weeks, and I want to save Mail Boy, aka Sweetie. having to stand in line forever, I'm going to be continuing Tuesday Teasers but instead I'll be giving away a book of beautiful Oregon coast photos to one lucky person who comments.  The winner will be announced next Tuesday here, on Facebook, (where I chat with readers almost daily), and twitter and the book will go out the first of next month.


Meanwhile, I hope you'll come back for the Friday photo. And just in case you missed last week's photo, It's so gorgeous I'm sharing a second look.  It's Shelter Bay's Sea Mist restaurant waterfront restaurant, decorated for the holidays.

Wishing you all a wonderful week!

xo,

JoAnn

19 comments:

Kathleen O'Donnell said...

Oooh that scene gave little thrills just reading it.. I cannot wait for this book to hit my tbr shelves...
Another great Tuesday Teaser.

Chrisbails said...

Great post. Great excerpt also. Can't wait for this book. Looks great, definately adding to my Christmas list. Thanks for the giveaway.
christinebails@yahoo.com

j. barrett said...

so glittery, thanks for sharing that with us.

i feel like i've been set up=-this sounds like a fun read.

Cathy Truelove said...

I can't to read the whole story!

Cathy Truelove said...

I can't wait to read the entire story!

calstephanie said...

This book can't get here soon enough!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3

Alyse Aanestad said...

So excited for the full story to come out! :-)

girlygirlhoosier52 said...

Count me in as waiting to read this...

PS you know you can sign up to print your own postage at home/work...

Joan Calderon said...

Loved the teaser...can't wait to read the book

Joan Calderon said...

Great teaser...can't wait to read the rest! Thanks for sharing

Susan Lantz said...

Great excerpt, JoAnn! I'm looking forward to reading Sea Glass Winter. Plus I'll have an excuse to reread all the earlier books in the series. ; )

Carol L said...

You've given us another great teaser and congrats to your winner!

rbooth43 said...

The anticipation of a great read by this teaser!
Thanks!
Rebecca

Maureen said...

Thanks for the excerpt and the lovely picture.

Nicole Morgan said...

I would love to win your upcoming book, JoAnn. I've been a fan of your books for years and love your writing!

Thanks so much for the giveaway and chance to win!

Nicole Morgan (nicolemorgan_1@yahoo.com)

Shari said...

Can't wait to read the full story of Claire and Dillon. Love your book

Lisa said...

I can't wait to read this book. Teasers are such a, well, you know, .... tease. ;-)

Susan F. said...

I can't wait to read it - it just gets better and better!

Sassy71co said...

Thanks for transforming a whole new world for me. I have enjoyed the Shelter Bay series and will be purchasing the new book as soon as it is released. Thanks for sharing your talent!