Synopsis
Uncovering
this sexy geek’s charm is easy. Keeping her hands off of him is impossible.
While he may look like the love child of a movie
starlet and an NFL linebacker, Ben Langley has the people skills of a
half-drowned porcupine. Why socialize when there are chemistry labs and bad
sci-fi flicks? If he has any hope of taking the helm as CEO of the family
business, Ben needs an image makeover. Pronto.
Enter Holly Colvin, owner of First Impressions
public relations and branding firm, and the woman who just saved Ben from the
clutches of an over-attentive sales clerk. Holly’s rebranded hundreds of
companies in her career, but she’s never rebranded a person. The guy clearly
needs help, though, and she’s just the woman for the job.
With the clock ticking for them both, Holly and
Ben face off over wardrobe malfunctions and business jargon that sounds a lot
sexier than it should. But can Holly make Ben into the man he thinks he should
be without losing the man she’s starting to love?
“Uh, Holly?”
The sound of Ben’s voice from the
dressing room stall jarred her from her incessant planning.
“Yes?”
“I’m having a bit of a problem here.”
“What sort of problem?” She stood up,
ready to help. “What’s wrong?”
“There’s a thread or something caught in
the zipper. I can’t get the pants off.”
She hesitated, resting a hand on the wall
of the dressing room. “Do you want me to help?”
“You know, this really isn’t how I
envisioned you offering to remove my pants.”
She felt the heat creeping into her
cheeks again, torn between the embarrassment of the situation and the thrill of
knowing he’d basically just admitted he’d thought about her taking off his
pants.
It was a joke. Don’t get too excited.
“Should I go find Marcus?”
“Who’s Marcus?”
“The clerk. That’s what his nametag said,
anyway.”
“I should pay more attention to stuff
like that.”
“There’s your first lesson in public
relations—always look for nametags.” She lowered her voice a little and glanced
toward the door. “And based on the attention Marcus was paying to you, I get
the sense he wouldn’t mind taking off your pants. What is it with you and sales
clerks?”
Ben muttered something unintelligible
that was probably some sort of engineering curse. “I’m about five seconds from
whipping out my pocket knife and cutting the damn things off my body.”
“Don’t do that! They’re the only pair in
your size and they don’t even need to be tailored.”
“I’ve been at this for ten minutes
already.”
“Are you sure you’re sliding it the right
way?”
“I have a doctorate in engineering,” he
muttered. “I’m pretty sure I understand how a zipper works.”
She hesitated at the edge of the dressing
room, biting her lip. “Do you want me to try?”
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About the Author
Tawna Fenske is a romantic comedy author who writes humorous fiction, risqué romance, and heartwarming love stories with a quirky twist. Her offbeat brand of romance has been praised by Booklist as “A tame Carl Hiaasen on cupid juice,” and RT Book Reviews nominated her debut novel for contemporary romance of the year. Tawna is a fourth generation Oregonian who can peel a banana with her toes and who loses an average of 20 pairs of eyeglasses per year. She lives in Bend, Oregon with her husband, step kids, and a menagerie of ill-behaved pets.
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