Nye Havers is in his forties and has given up on love. Life hasn’t done him any favors, and his acerbic nature has just gotten worse over time. He rides a bicycle to work, gets splashed by cars in the rain, and is constantly in trouble because he can’t resist being a smart mouth.<br><br>He is the co-owner of a small courier service that has sadly become his life. But there is one surprisingly bright spot in his world, even if Nye feels he doesn’t have a chance in hell of getting the guy.<br><br>The guy, Donal Soames, is a client. He and Nye encounter each other on occasion, but when Nye is his usual snappish self, he ruins everything. Nye has to learn to curb his snarky behavior and catch a clue, because the love he’s been looking for might just get away.

No Snarkasm in Love

Great. Now I had to figure out how to apologize to our precious client. See what I mean about life not ever doing me any favors? Though perhaps I’d brought a lot of this on myself, but I wasn’t thinking about that.


I took a deep breath, let it out, and picked up the phone. It rang twice before the receptionist at Donal’s firm answered, then transferred me to his line at my request. It went to voicemail immediately. Damn it. When the beep sounded, I didn’t know what to say.


“Um…Mr. Soames? Er, Donal? This is, uh, Nye.” Geez, how articulate. “I was calling to see if, uh, everything is okay, with the contract? We haven’t heard from you and I hoped, well, really, I wanted to, kind of, um, apologize for, you know. So, anyway, uh, bye.” Yeah, I hung up before it could get any worse, and thunked my head on the desk. Twice. And then once more, just for effect. I was an idiot.


Chapter 5