ORDER A COPY: Love, Technically (Entangled Ever After)
Publisher: Entangled Publishing
Publishing Date: July 29, 2013
eBook: 127 pages
Rating: 4 pages
Billionaire CEO and computer whiz Noah Frellish is a king among geeks. Women are attracted to his money, but he’d love to meet someone who’s actually interested in him. When he helps the sweet and sexy Michelle Kolson with a printing problem, she confuses him for a help desk technician. Noah knows he should clear up this case of mistaken identity, but would she still like him if she knew he was the boss?
Michelle thinks life in Chicago is perfect, as is the whirlwind romance with her smoking-hot coworker. When she unexpectedly finds her job on the chopping block and the man she fell headfirst into bed with running the company, will she abandon her dreams?
Noah must convince the small-town girl to stay in the big city—and that he really is the man she fell for.
Michelle Kolson just needed to get this report printed so she could get home. This is Michelle’s first week at work and she just can’t mess this up. Stupid computer–or maybe not so stupid since Michelle got to meet the cutest, sexiest computer geek ever. Thankfully, Sark was passing by and was able to help her out.
When Michelle finds out the next day that her job is being sent overseas, she has a chance to get a real position in the company so she can stay in Chicago, but she has to scramble to learn a new program so she qualifies for the job. The first person she thinks of to help her is the one person she’d like to spend more time with: hot, sexy Sark.
Sark is more than happy to help Michelle. She’s smart, sweet and certainly attractive, and miraculously she doesn’t know that Sark is a nickname of the CEO of the company, Noah Frellish. After dating a few women who are only interested in his bank account, it is refreshing to know that Michelle actually has feelings for him, but he has to tell her the truth soon before things go much further. If she were to find out he was lying to her, she might never forgive him and it is already too late for Sark, because his heart is too deeply invested.
This was an adorable short story. It was a quick read with nice characters. Who can resist the cute geek story? You have to feel for a guy like Noah, a shy geek, who is probably not used to women being so interested in him, only to find out that they are only interested in the money he made. You can certainly understand how he’d want to know that Michelle is truly interested in him before he confesses, and she certainly is very interest in her shy techie.
For only $1.99, it is a bargain for a quick read and a change of pace.
“How did the meeting go today? Are people really upset?” Sark had barely taken any bites of his falafel.
“How do you think people took it? I can’t believe LiteWare is laying people off. If I ever see Noah Frellish, I’m going to give him a piece of my mind. How dare he run a company where people are hired and fired a week later? It’s shameful.”
Sark looked stricken, and she reached out to squeeze his hand resting on the table. “You’re sweet to be upset, but don’t worry.”
He opened his mouth, probably to apologize, so she rushed in to stop him. “Seriously, It”ll be okay. And I’ve thought of the silver lining in all this.”
“I’ll have more time to spend with you.” As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she wished for a time machine to go back and retract them. Instead of looking amused or intrigued by her offer, Sark looked ill and choked on the soda coming through the straw.
“Sark, I’m joking,” she hastened to say, inwardly cringing. It was turning into a crap day. First she was laid off, and now she’d made a fool of herself in front of a man she was attracted to. Nice one. “It’s totally fine if you’re not interested.”
He grabbed her wrist, nearly making her drop the falafel. “Oh, I’m interest. Trust me, I’m interested.” His finger stroked the inside of her wrist, causing shivers to roll down her spine. “Just a bit shocked you’re able to joke about being fired this soon. I can’t imagine how hard being unemployed must be. I wish–” He broke off, looking like he wanted to say something, but changed the subject. “How about dessert? You have seven minutes left.”
She placed a quarter of her remaining falafel back on the foil. “I’m nearly stuffed, but I can find room for dessert. You didn’t let me pay for my own lunch, so it’s my treat for dessert. I insist.”
They left the falafel restaurant and she dragged him to a newspaper stand anchoring the sidewalk corner. “We should have time for this. Choose anything you want, but I highly recommend these.” she picked up the small brown bag of M&M’s and held them as if they were the finest thing on the menu in a five-star restaurant.
He grinned and accepted the bag. She grabbed another for herself and dropped two dollars on the counter. They strolled back to the office, sucking back the chocolate rainbow pellets.