The Party Boy's Guide to Dating a Geek (Clumsy Cupids) Read Online Free PDF

course. Your geek will probably
    eschew the manual in favor of trial and error. He will
    make mistakes and possibly even crash the system before
    he's through. Be patient with him as he absorbs the
    information you are providing him.
    2.1
    No new messages. Ash sighed, exited out of the
    browser on his laptop, and shut the screen with a
    quiet snap. Same as the last three times he'd
    checked. It had been days since he'd tried to send
    Fee a message through the RTFS blog. After some
    searching, he'd found out it stood for "Read the
    Fucking Source." The guidebook had worded it a
    little differently, but the interpretation was the
    same. Ash thought it was kind of hilarious,
    especially when he considered how rarely anyone
    he knew actually read directions. Most of his
    friends were in the "experiment first, ask questions
    later" camp.
    Despite Ash's message expressing interest in the
    blog and concern about whether or not Fee's hand
    had healed up properly, there hadn't been any kind
    of contact from Fee—not a message, a text, a
    phone call. Ash was starting to feel desperate, and
    that wasn't something he was used to feeling. Why
    were things so easy with everyone else? He'd
    never had to work so hard to get someone to go out
    on a date before. Hell, getting people into bed or a
    bathroom stall for a quick one-off was easier than
    trying to get Fee to talk to him. It was baffling.
    Could it be that maybe Ash suffered from a
    misguided sense of vanity? Was it possible he
    wasn't as hot as he thought he was? Ash had
    always considered himself well above average in
    the looks department. He'd rarely gotten turned
    down in his life, and only then by people who
    were already involved with someone else and
    actually gave a crap about faithfulness and
    monogamy. In the club scene where he spent most
    of his free time, people were judged on their looks
    first. Everything else was secondary. Things like
    personalities
    and
    shared
    interests
    were
    afterthoughts in the face a hot guy with a tight body
    offering a fun time with no strings attached.
    Judging by Fee's interests and the way he'd
    turned Ash down without any real hesitation, Ash
    got the feeling Fee wasn't an anonymous fun kind
    of guy. What made the whole thing puzzling was
    that Ash actually cared enough to want to find out
    what kind of guy Fee really was. Fee had to be one
    of the best looking men Ash had ever seen in
    person, if not the best, and Ash could admit a lot
    of his attraction was purely, basely physical, but
    there was more to it than that. Fee intrigued Ash
    for several reasons. Ash knew how to tell when
    another man was interested in him—years of
    experience had taught him that—and in the very
    least, he knew that Fee found him attractive. So
    why the refusal? Had Jackson or Marisol told Fee
    about Ash's rep? It was the only explanation that
    made sense to Ash. Otherwise, why fight the
    attraction? It wasn't as if Ash had asked the guy to
    move in. Dinner, drinks, maybe some dancing.
    Totally casual, nothing major. If they didn't like
    each other by the end of the night, they never had to
    see each other again. All he wanted was a chance.
    But how to get it?
    Ash eyed his laptop contemplatively. The RTFS
    book club had a meeting coming up toward the end
    of the week, on Thursday night, one of Ash's rare
    evenings off. They would be discussing some new
    Star Wars hardcover. Ash couldn't remember the
    exact title, but the website had said the discussion
    would be led by Fee N. and some guy named
    Donovan S. If Ash read the book and showed up at
    that meeting, well, Fee could hardly ignore him.
    Then afterward, maybe Ash would be able to catch
    Fee alone and strike up a more private
    conversation, possibly even ask Fee if he wanted
    to go grab some coffee. Maybe if it seemed
    impromptu instead of like a formal date, Fee
    would be more likely to agree. It was worth a shot.
    Ash flipped the laptop open and signed in again.
    He'd get the title, and then he