Bliss Drake has blue screened. Suffering from a broken heart and a dead computer, she finds herself standing in the middle of an electronics store nursing sweaty palms and lusty thoughts.
Tall, dark, and sexy, Brad Hoffman is a self-proclaimed nerd. When the beautiful black woman with a serious fear of computers starts talking about flinging herself into a display case at his favorite electronics store, he’s happy to offer his…erm…services.
Can a computer-phobic beauty and a sexy nerd ever sync up? Only if they can cobble together the right bits ‘n bytes!!
Five Siren Stones from Cia, Siren Book Reviews!
“…melted my hard drive. Bliss tickled my funny bone. Her reaction to technology is the epitome of natural fear of the unknown. I fully expected her to keep her dinosaur running even though she had the perfect opportunity scoring the sexiest man alive.
Intelligent and sexy Brad had me drooling from the get go. Add in the fact that he built the perfect software and is a lover of dogs and I was hooked.
I thoroughly enjoyed this read.”
“Do you like dogs?”
Bliss could tell by the slight narrowing of his gaze and the overly offhand way he asked it that the question wasn’t a casual one. Her response was important to him.
She decided to be honest. “I don’t know. I’ve never been around them.”
He looked incredulous. “Are you kidding me?”
Bliss shrugged. “No.”
A bee buzzed past and Bliss jumped, swiping a hand through the air with a little squeal of alarm.
Brad reached out and grabbed her hand. “Don’t swipe at it. If you leave it alone it will leave you alone.” Awareness sparked where his heated skin touched hers and throbbed between her legs. Bliss was shocked by the strength of her reaction to him.
As she began circling to keep an eye on the buzzing insect, Brad touched her shoulder. “Let’s go into the house, shall we?” He’d pitched his voice low and soothing, as if he were dealing with a shoe addict at a flip flop sale.
She didn’t care. At that moment all she wanted was to get inside four walls. Nature terrified her. She was convinced that it had been created only for taking pictures to hang on walls. No reasonable person actually lived in it. It was much too dirty and uncontrollable, with bugs and other things that bit and stung.
“Great idea. Let’s go inside.”
He grinned and Bliss realized how desperate she’d sounded. “Is the computer in your car?”
“Oh…yes…sorry. It’s on the backseat.”
Brad set Sissy down and opened the driver’s side door, flipping the seat forward to grab the laptop sitting on the tiny back seat. “You ever put anybody in this seat?”
Bliss had been staring worriedly toward the house, a low-slung brick ranch whose walls seemed almost to rattle from the sound of barking coming from inside. She frowned, answering him without turning around. “Occasionally. Why?”
Slamming the door closed, he tucked the machine under one arm and placed a hand under her elbow, guiding her toward the front door. “I wouldn’t put anybody I cared about in that torture device. It’s barely big enough for Sissy.”
Bliss finally shifted her worried gaze away from the rambunctious goings-on inside the house and favored him with a slow grin. “I didn’t. I put my sister-in-law, Becca, in there. Trust me, she deserved it.”
“Okay.” He laughed, “You’re definitely going to have to tell me about this Becca.”
“Not until we know each other better. Much better,” she told him with a laugh. Then she realized he might take that wrong and started to explain. But Brad opened the front door just then and Bliss forgot what she was going to say as a wall of fur and slobber shot out and surrounded her.
Bliss wasn’t sure if he was yelling at her or the dogs.
She squealed and tried to dance backward on her three inch heels. The wall of dogs followed her, barking so loudly she was pretty sure no one would even hear her screams as they killed and ate her.
As she stepped off the sidewalk onto the grass, her heel sunk into the dense grass and deeper, embedding itself in the dirt. That’s when a small deer with one, blue eye rose up on its massive hind legs and placed its giant paws on her chest, barking enthusiastically into her face. She started going down, arms flailing and mouth open in a breathless scream.
Brad tried to grab her, but he was juggling the laptop and trying to keep Sissy and another tiny dog from being trampled and he couldn’t reach her in time. Bliss went down hard on her back in the soft grass, her skirt up around her hips and her knees all akimbo, and gasped as several tiny dogs landed on her chest and started slavering her with wet, pink tongues.
With the wind knocked out of her lungs, and terror sucking any air she might have managed to gasp right out of her chest, she didn’t even have the strength to fight the tongues laving her face. Clamping her lips tightly closed, she focused instead on trying to keep them out of her mouth and just lay there making desperate, little mewling sounds, as what felt like about a hundred dogs danced around and over her limp, broken body.
Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1121485940?ean=2940151606479
Kobo Books: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/blue-screened-bwwm-contemporary-interracial-romance
All Romance eBooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-bluescreened-1765683-168.html
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Sam_Cheever_Blue_Screened_BWWM_Contemporary_Interr?id=eSZ3BwAAQBAJ