Why I Love Geeks (A Why I Love novel) by @TaChase | Cat's Release day Review, Excerpt & #giveaway #mmromance @Dreamspinners

New York City Homicide Detective Chuck Davidson is a guy's guy. He likes sports, beer, and classic cars--fancy gadgets, not so much. When yet another high-tech phone goes on the fritz, he knows he needs help, and he meets a man who loves technology as much as he hates it--cute but awkward biochemist Herbert Pommerset.

Herb's never been with a man--not even on a date. He hides behind his research, daydreaming about what it might be like to find someone special. A malfunctioning phone causes his path to cross with a sexy older detective, and Herb wishes he'd spent less time studying science and more learning how to flirt, because he can think of some experiments he'd like to conduct with Chuck. None of his considerable intelligence is helping him express his desires to the other man.

Just when it seems they might overcome their differences, Herb's research puts him in danger. He's made a discovery that could cost him his life, and Chuck must use his very different talents to rescue the geek he's coming to love. 

Buy links: Dreamspinner Press | Amazon 

Cat gives this one 5 Meows with a 4 Purr heat index...

Chuck is a police Detective that has given up on relationships. All the men in his past either wanted a sugar-daddy or a cop fantasy and had trouble dealing with his long hours and leaving in the middle of the night. He is from a very tight-knit family and his youngest sister is constantly trying to set him up.

Herb is a geeky scientist with lots of degrees for his young age. He is also incredibly naive. Herb has never had a boyfriend, been kissed, or had sex or done much of anything besides study and work. He and Chuck are polar opposites.

I loved this story. The characters are all fabulous. We have the strong, quiet, sexy, Police Detective Chuck. His partner...also hot. Chuck's mom, loving but interfering, wanting to fix up her children. Jessie, his sister, also always fixing up Chuck, and Herb's one friend and co-worker, Of course, the sweet, hilarious Herb, and a scary, funny secret agent old lady. 

If the characters don't make you want to check it out... the plot is both mysterious and funny as well.

Chuck is investigating a murder of a scientist that works for the same company Herb does  (I forgot to mention Herbs hot boss and security man in interesting characters) Herb tries to recreate the experiment to see if it works. The experiment itself is kinda funny. There are lots of twists to the mystery and the connection to the little old lady was a surprise.

There is also a lot of sex scenes that are both hot and some quite funny as well. Herb is a mess and talks nonstop. He has no filter and says whatever pops out. I laughed and laughed. If you like hot detectives, sexy geeks, intriguing characters, funny/ scary old ladies, a bit of mystery, lots of humor and some hot-man-sex, you will love this!

Excerpt...

CHUCK STARED at his phone, cursing God and every intelligent person who created such an evil invention. It beeped its cheerful chimes, and he fought back the shout threatening to rip free from his throat.

What possessed him to accept the stupid thing? His boss swore Chuck needed one. He’d be able to get ahold of Chuck faster, but he’d never understood Chuck’s aversion to electronics.

The upbeat chimes rang again, and he raised his hand to throw it under the fast-approaching bus. Chuck was sure Summerson would accept an accident excuse. Not his fault he tripped and it flew out of his hand. An evil grin formed on his face.

“Wait. Can I help?”

The offending instrument seemed to fly from his hand and not toward the road like he’d intended. Chuck turned to glare at the man who dared intervene in the upcoming destruction of his phone.

“Only if you can make that thing stop ringing.” Chuck gestured toward the rectangular object the stranger held in his hands.

Bright green eyes blinked at him from behind thick glasses. “Did you try answering it?”

Chuck inhaled, silently repeating the mantra his therapist gave him to calm his temper. “If I knew how to answer it, I’d have done so by now.”

A twitch of plump lips and Chuck knew the man was laughing at him. Indignation rocketed through him.

He dragged his gaze over the shorter man, trying to stifle his own chuckle. Longish black curls stuck out at enough random angles for Chuck to surmise it wasn’t done on purpose. Baggy jeans hung on lean hips, and a ragged T-shirt barely covered his flat, pale stomach. Beat-up sneakers completed the ensemble, along with a black messenger bag slung crosswise over his chest.

“Didn’t anyone show you how to use it when you got it?” He swiped his finger over the screen and started pushing buttons.

“I was busy. My boss tossed it to me as I was leaving on a case.” Chuck crossed his arms and tried not to look disgruntled. “I don’t need a new phone.”

“You have ten voice mails.”

His elegant, long-fingered hand held the phone up to Chuck’s face, letting him see the number of messages.

“Great. The first one is probably from my mother, and the other nine are her complaining I never call her back.”

The young man’s lips twitched again, and Chuck wanted to ask if he had a nervous tick or something because, God knows, the kid wasn’t laughing at him.

“Well, if you do this and push this button, you can get the messages.”

The guy’s fingers flew over the small buttons, and Chuck didn’t even try to keep track of what he was doing. Lord knew he wasn’t going to keep the thing. He had his pager, and that was good enough, though the stupid thing didn’t always work. Probably had to do with the fact he tended to forget to charge it.

“You’re right. It’s your mom.”

Rolling his eyes, Chuck gestured vaguely. “Just delete them. I’ve heard everything she has to say.”

“Actually, she wants you to come for dinner tonight because your baby sister will be there. And you haven’t seen her in a month. She thinks you’ve been avoiding the family.” The stranger tilted his head. “Why would you avoid your family? Heck, if my parents remembered I was alive and wanted me to come to dinner, I’d be there every chance I got.”

“How many siblings do you have?” Chuck checked his watch. He still had time left on his lunch hour. He’d grab a hot dog from the corner vendor before he went inside.

“None. Only child. Though I wish I had a bunch of brothers and sisters. It would have been so much fun, building forts and going on picnics. We could do things for the science fair and practice for the spelling bee. So much fun,” the kid muttered.

Chuck snorted. “Kid, I don’t want to burst your bubble, but I have six brothers and sisters, all younger. Not so much fun. There’s a lot of arguing, teasing, and the girls hogged the bathroom. There wasn’t much solitude or silence either. Trust me, I don’t think you’d enjoy it.”

“I’m not a kid. I’m twenty-seven. That’s not as old as you, I’m sure. Maybe that’s why you’re calling me ‘kid.’ Trying to act all superior and mature. My name’s Herb.” Herb stuck out his hand.

Stunned at the words pouring out of Herb’s mouth, Chuck shook his hand without saying anything. God, the kid was cute. Sure, Chuck felt like a perv, ogling the younger guy, but thank goodness Herb was older than he looked.

“What’s your name? Holy cow, you’re tall and hot. Are you gay?” Herb winced. “I shouldn’t have said anything like that. Now you’ll probably drag me into an alley and beat the shit out of me for coming on to you. I wasn’t really. I just have a problem keeping things in my head. They tend to spill out as I talk. Don’t get angry with me.”

“Kid, take a breath. I’m gay, so you’re safe there. Thanks for telling me I’m hot. It’s always good to get a compliment, but you really do need to watch what you say or you’re going to get your ass kicked.” Chuck took the phone and stuffed it in his pocket. He’d lose it before he got back to the precinct.

Herb hitched his messenger bag higher up on his shoulder, shoved his hand through his dark curls, and sighed. “I know, but I have so much stuff going on in my head. I just don’t have the energy to censor what I say. I mean, really, why should I have to worry about watching what I say? Others should have to deal with it.”

There is beauty in every kind of love, so why not live a life without boundaries? Experiencing everything the world offers fascinates me and writing about the things that make each of us unique is how I share those insights. I live in the Midwest with a wonderful partner of thirteen years. When not writing, I’m watching movies, reading and living life to the fullest.

Website: http://www.tachase.com/

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