The Party Boy's Guide to Dating a Geek (Clumsy Cupids) by Xara X. Piper;Xanakas Vaughn Page A

a second to think it over after not
    hearing from Fee for days on end, but his mouth
    was already agreeing before his brain caught up.
    "Yes!" he burst out. His cheeks went pink almost
    immediately, and he spared a moment to be
    grateful Fee wasn't there to see it. "I mean, yeah.
    That sounds cool. I'm off tomorrow."
    "Great," Fee said, and even though it was
    probably at his expense, Ash was happy to hear the
    obvious smile in his tone. "Would you like to get
    some breakfast first? I can pick you up at eight, and
    we can stop somewhere."
    "Sure."
    "Great," Fee repeated, and it was Ash's turn to
    smile. "So, I'll see you in the morning then. Good
    night."
    "Yeah. See you then. Night." Ash disconnected,
    locked his screen, and shoved his phone back into
    his pocket, his grin broadening. Fee's call had
    come out of nowhere, and Ash was undoubtedly
    surprised by both the call and the invitation, but he
    was also excited. Fee's contacting him lent some
    plausibility to his theory that Fee was at least
    mildly interested. Why else would he have called?
    Ash still wondered why exactly it had taken Fee so
    long, but that was something he could mull over
    later. Right then he was too pumped to think about
    it.
    He did feel kind of ridiculous for being so
    happy about an invitation to a museum, though. Ash
    couldn't even remember the last time he'd gone to
    one. Back in high school maybe, and he was pretty
    sure it had been The Art Institute. Ash doubted that
    was where he and Fee would be going. Fee didn't
    really strike him as the artistic type. It would
    probably be the Field Museum or possibly the
    Shedd. Ash didn't really care as long as he got to
    spend some alone time with Fee. True, he
    would've preferred that alone time to happen in the
    privacy of his bedroom, but at this point, he wasn't
    about to be particular.
    If Fee was attracted to him, they would get to
    that point eventually. He hoped. Patience was a
    virtue and all that other crap. Not one he possessed
    much of outside of when he was tattooing, granted,
    but he could work on that.
    Baby steps, Ash , he told himself as he reached
    his apartment building and started inside . Baby
    steps.
    6.3
    The next morning, Fee was there exactly on
    time. Ash felt a little flicker of guilt for being glad
    that Carley had already left for work and Jae was
    still asleep, but he didn't want to have to deal with
    their questions until he actually had some answers.
    Speculating hadn't gotten him anywhere, and it was
    exhausting besides. He hoped by the end of the day
    he'd know how Fee felt, one way or the other. He'd
    been so sure before, at least of the physical
    attraction, but he'd never dealt with someone who
    might be sexually attracted to him, yet still fighting
    the pull. Most people he knew were all about
    instant gratification. When desire was mutual, why
    fight it? But he supposed that was a rather shallow
    way to look at things, wasn't it?
    Fee greeted him with a shy smile when Ash slid
    into the passenger seat. "Hey."
    "Hey yourself," Ash returned. For only the
    second time since Ash had met him, Fee was
    wearing something other than a geeky, pun-
    emblazoned graphic tee and baggy jeans. Instead,
    he wore slim, dark-washed jeans and a rust-
    colored, linen button-up that did amazing things for
    his brown eyes and olive skin tone. He looked
    sexy as hell, especially with his hair a little messy
    and still damp from a recent shower and those
    dark, thick-rimmed glasses framing his face. Ash
    had never been a fan before, but on Fee, they
    worked. Definitely worked. So much that if they
    ever got around to having sex, Ash would probably
    insist that Fee keep them on.
    "Any place in particular you want to go?" Fee
    asked as he pulled away from the curb.
    "Well, there's Leroy's over by the shop, but I'm
    good with wherever you want to go. It's hard to
    mess up breakfast food, right?"
    "True." Fee looked thoughtful for a moment.
    "You know, I think I've been to Leroy's once, if