Nerd. Geek. Loser. Words spoken to me on a daily basis. Words that used to hurt me, but have lost their power. I’ve embraced who I am, and if science fiction and gaming makes me uncool, well then I don’t wanna be.
So when a talk, dark and handsome stranger runs into me—literally—at a coffee shop and spills my iced mocha down the front of my shirt, I assume he’ll laugh it off, not ask me out on a date that I politely decline. When things seem too good to be true, they usually are. Because Ben has it all. Good looks. A job as killer as his abs. Great hair and great skills in bed. There’s no way someone like him can be interested in someone like me.
Ulterior motives? Probably. Professional stalker? Most likely. Why else would he be interested? Yet when we see each other again, there’s an attraction I can’t deny. I might be taping my very own “kick me†sign on my back when I agree to go out with him. My dream guy, interested in me for real? Hah, yeah right.
Because guys like Ben don’t fall for girls like me.
**Outside the Lines is a sexy romantic comedy and is a standalone novel**