Ebook ISBN: 978-1-943092-30-7
Publisher: Electric Prose Publications
Can a computer-phobic beauty and a sexy nerd ever sync up? Only if they can cobble together the right bits 'n bytes!!
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.
Together they'll either make her hard drive hum…or turn it into a steaming pile of melted carbon. It's time to find out just how good a nerd Mr Tall, Dark and Sexy is!
...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.
—5 Siren Stones from Cia, Siren Book Reviews
Sam Cheever delivers a fantastic modern day love story in this sweet and steamy offering. The witty banter and the comfortable rapport between the hero and heroine had me feeling that they belonged together.
—4 Stars from Pauline, Night Owl Reviews
Sam Cheever made me laugh more than a few times while I read about the couple's first date. It was the most delightfully unexpected debacle I've seen in a while.
—4 Nymphs from Literary Nymphs Reviews Only
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Bliss Drake stood in the center of the massive store, her pulse racing and her head pounding. The mega-store was filled with torture devices for people who didn’t understand the rectangular, plastic creatures called computers.
How the hell was she gonna figure out which box of bits and bytes she needed to fix her problem when she had no idea what her problem was?
“Can I help you, Miss?”
Bliss turned to find an extremely tall, very good looking young man looking at her. He had thick, dark hair, cut military short, bright green eyes, and a square chin with a dimple in it that made her mouth water. He sported a dark, close cut beard that gave him a slightly roguish look she found very appealing.
Sensual awareness jolted through her, causing a twinge between her thighs that she recognized all too well.
She couldn’t believe she was even thinking of sex in that house of horrors. Doing an internal head shake, she smiled. “Oh thank god! Yes!” His bright, green eyes sparkled from behind wire-rimmed glasses as she threw herself at him and enveloped him in an impetuous hug.
“I was just about to fling myself through one of these glass cases and end my misery.”
He laughed, the sound rolling over her like warm water and leaving behind a soft flush of pleasure on her skin. If Bliss had been seriously considering ending it all via display case that laugh would have probably talked her out of it. “Let’s see if we can get you fixed up so you don’t need to break any glass and put holes in that pretty skin of yours, shall we?”
“That sounds good. I have plans for the weekend anyway, so self-mutilation is probably not a good idea.”
Some of the laughter left his sexy eyes. “Big date?”
Bliss shook her head, “Just going to Southern Indiana to do some antique shopping. I feel the need to get away.”
“All by yourself?”
Bliss’ smile was wry. “Trust me, in the mood I’m in that’s the best way to be right now.”
He tilted his head, “Feeling stressed and depressed?”
Bliss laughed for the first time in days. When his smile widened the effects went straight south, her panties dampened and her body gave a familiar little twang, recognizing him as a potential mate. It was a feeling she’d learned to respect. “Something like that.”
He stared at her for a moment longer, but when she didn’t elaborate he nodded. “Well, at least I can help you with your software woes. What problem are we trying to solve?”
Bliss groaned. “My thingy stopped working and I can’t up my load.”
He rolled his lips. “That sounds serious. Have you called a doctor?”
She snorted. “Har! No really, I need to be able to access my email and get to my chat groups…this is seriously dire!”
Strong, white teeth came out to nibble on a sexy lower lip as he tried hard not to laugh at her. “Chat groups, eh. Maybe we should notify the Federal Communications Commission.”
Bliss didn’t laugh. “If that’s what it takes.”