Sunday, April 26, 2015

Blog Tour and Review: Down the Shore by T. Torrest

Livia Chadwick is a photographer by day and a self-proclaimed rock slut by night. 

Her dating life is a lackluster parade of evasive jerks and her boss is an unrelenting nightmare of a human being. What else can a girl do but rent a beach house with her girlfriends and blow off a little steam every weekend? But hey, she’s from Jersey. Barhopping down the shore all season is sort of mandatory. All is going according to plan… until she meets Jack. 

Jack Tanner is a contractor-turned-musician in a small-town cover band suddenly thrust into the limelight. He’s already had enough of the rock-and-roll lifestyle, and groupies have never been his thing. Then again… there’s a gorgeous brunette in the audience tonight, checking him out with the most incredible green eyes he’s ever seen. 

She's looking for a fling. 

He's looking for forever. 

It’s gonna be one helluva summer.

Set in the summer of 1995, Down the Shore takes the reader on a tour through some of the Jersey shore’s hottest hot spots over one, sleepless, flannel-clad summer. It’s a look back to a time when the music was groundbreaking, the rock clubs were king, and bar bands ruled the world. Read when you're in the mood for: something light, funny, romantic, beachy, and nostalgic. 

For ages 18+. 

***Not recommended for anyone under the age of 18, and/or any readers who are slut-shamers, guido sympathizers, beach haters or anti-music. Other people who should walk away from this book immediately: Readers who have sticks up their butts regarding offensive language, those who don't like detailed sex in their stories, idiots who think "Jersey Shore" has anything to do with actual New Jerseyans, and anyone who can't appreciate pop-culture from the mother-effing nineties.***

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Jack's lips purse together, as if he's literally trying to bite his tongue. Instead, his eyelids lower to half-mast as he says, “You’re not so tough, you know. You try to put up this big front, but your act is pretty transparent.” 

I put a hand to my hip. “What the hell is that supposed to mean? I’m not putting on an act.” 

“Sure you are. This whole groupie thing you’ve got going on. I’m not buying it.” 

“I wasn’t trying to sell it.” 

At that, he cracks a small smile, and it makes me feel more vulnerable than had I been standing there completely naked. You know, kind of like how he almost is. 

The thing is, I almost don’t mind being called out by him, since most guys don’t bother to scratch beyond the surface. It’s flattering to think that Jack is intrigued enough to try. Because honestly? I was full of it when I said I wasn’t acting. I’m sort of impressed that he was able to figure me out so soon. Hell. I haven’t even figured me out yet. 

Twenty-something is hard. Trying to discover who you are and who you’re going to be. Some people figure it out early, have it all together. And some people go a little off the deep end and wind up with multiple sex partners, trying to shut out the crushing trauma of trying to find their place in the world. 

That’s why his assessment isn’t necessarily a relief. No one likes having their walls torn down, having their shitty reality thrown in their face. I’m sure the unease is playing out on my face as I bite my lip during our awkward silence. 

Right now, all I want is to make my escape. “I should bring these down to Monty. He’s going to wonder what’s taking me so long.” 

He gives me a long, hard look at that, his lip curling into a dangerous smirk. “He can wait. I can’t.” 

Before I know it, I’m dropping the pans to the floor as he backs me against the wall, his lips crashing down on mine. I want to shove him away, but hot damn. He’s fucking way too good at making me fall to pieces. I kiss him back, because really, what the hell else can I be expected to do? 

I smooth my hands up his torso, feeling the muscles of his chest jumping under my palms. I slip my fingers into his hair and part my lips against his, sweeping my tongue inside, his cool, minty taste invading my senses. His insistent lips slant across my own as his hands pull me closer against his length. Despite my wishes to the contrary, my heart starts beating out of my goddamned chest. It triples in pace when I realize Jack’s is racing, too. 

He pulls back to take a much needed breath, shooting those mysterious gray eyes into mine. He runs a finger across my bottom lip, lightly brushing it back and forth. “Your mouth,” his aching voice scratches out. “I could lose myself against these lips.” 

My brain tumbles over itself as he comes back in for another kiss, wondering if this means he’s changed his mind about letting me do all sorts of crazy stuff to his peen. 

Because I totally will. 

Just as soon as he lets me.

I first discovered T. Torrest as one of my best book friends was like “OMGAWD you need to read Remember When… you have too!!!!”  Then one of my best author friends was telling me same thing!!  I was able to read all three books back to back to back and now T. Torrest has me as a fan for life!!  She is just one of those authors that is automatic!! When I heard she was releasing Down the Shore, another love story set back in the day I was giddy with excitement!  She has an amazing ability to throw me back to the good ole days and give me a phenomenal story with it! I love her writing style and devoured this book! I would highly recommend this one as it one of my favorites of the year so far!!
Livia loves the rock and roll and going back stage and meeting up with the musicians.  Her specialty is properly thanking them for an amazing show! Love and leave em… she is not your normal groupie.  She knows her place and doesn’t expect anything further.  She was looking forward to an amazing summer on the Jersey Shore (not the Jersey Shore you watch on TV people!) with her friends when she a night out she meets Jack Turner.  Sure he is your typical hot as sin musician but Jack is looking for something more. He’s been in a long term relationship and has never been the type of guy to have a one night stand.   Livia and Jack hit it off but Jack convinces Livia to go on a date with him, ten dates to be exact before they decide to have sex or not. 
When it looks like things are going all rosey and peachy Jack says those three little words Livia never expected to hear.  Jack is crushed that she does not reciprocate with their band about ready to go on tour, he forces Livia hand, either she says it or he’s out, never to return.  This was the most frustrated part for me!  I wanted to slap both of them!!!  Livia for not being able to say it back because it was oblivious she did love him!  And Jack because you can’t back someone into a corner and expect things to go your way!
Days turn into weeks and weeks turn into months and neither will reach out to the other.  They both receive word the other has moved on. With a mutual friend’s wedding coming up, they are forced to make amends with and come face to face with each other.  Will that same amazing spark still be there? Has too much time passed for them? Have they both moved on to other relationships?  This is a definite one click as you need to find out what happens!!!  I’ll just leave you will this… so just sums it all up!
“We were both wrong. But maybe together, we can find a way to make it right.”


T. Torrest is a New Adult fiction writer from the U.S. She has written many books, but prays that only a handful of them will ever see the light of day. Her stories are geared toward readers of any age that know how to enjoy a good laugh and a dreamy romance. Ms. Torrest was a child of the eighties, but has since traded in her Rubik's cube for a laptop and her Catholic school uniform for a comfy pair of yoga pants. She likes pina coladas and getting caught in the rain. She's not much into health food, but she does enjoy talking about herself in the third person. A lifelong Jersey girl, she currently resides there with her husband and two sons.