It all starts with a list.
A sex list.
Cassie Michaels comes up with a list of naughty experiences to impress her sisters and finally convince them—and herself—she's not just a boring soil scientist. Unfortunately, it also makes Cassie a liar if she doesn't tick off at least some of the kinky exploits before her sister's bachelorette party. Luckily, she's found just the man to help her, starting with number four—sex with an anonymous stranger.
As the owner of a chain of computer shops, Simon Traxel doesn't deal with mundane repairs, but when a brunette with killer green eyes and a list of sexploits frozen across her computer screen shows up at one of his shops, he's ready to get a little hands on.
Simon's more than willing to have some fun helping Cassie turn her made-up adventures into reality. Between steamy public romps that go hilariously awry, and sexy antics with kitchen utensils, getting through a to-do list has never been this much fun. But nearing the last few items means nearing the end of their time together, and Simon isn't ready to let her go…
Each book in the The List series is STANDALONE:
* The List
* The Test
About the Author
Tawna Fenske is a USA Today bestselling author who writes humorous fiction, risqué romance, and heartwarming love stories with a quirky twist. Her offbeat brand of romance has received multiple starred reviews from Publishers Weekly, one of which noted, “There’s something wonderfully relaxing about being immersed in a story filled with over-the-top characters in undeniably relatable situations. Heartache and humor go hand in hand.”
Tawna lives in Bend, Oregon with her husband, step-kids, and a menagerie of ill-behaved pets. She loves hiking, snowshoeing, standup paddleboarding, and inventing excuses to sip wine on her back porch. She can peel a banana with her toes and loses an average of twenty pairs of eyeglasses per year.
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By Tawna Fenske, Liz Pelletier
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"Excuse me? I urgently need more RAM, and I was hoping you could give it to me."
I turn to see a hot blonde wearing cherry-red lipstick and a black dress tight enough to be a tourniquet. Her tone would be more suited for taking calls at 1-900-FuckMe, and the pointed look she just gave my crotch suggests she rehearsed that line before walking into my shop.
Yes, my shop. I own all twenty-six branches of Hot Swap Computer Sales and Repairs scattered around the Pacific Northwest, though I rarely venture out of the back room these days. The boob-graze the blonde just performed on my forearm is one reason.
"I recognize you from that article in Men's Health a few months ago," she continues, moving deeper into my personal space. "'Meet the young entrepreneur with the mind, muscles, and millions.' I knew this was the place to come for the best RAM."
"Actually," I say, taking a step back, "you first need to determine how much RAM you can handle."
Her eyes widen and she licks her lips. "Yes," she breathes. "I think I can handle a lot."
I point to the other end of the counter. "We're having a sale on the sixteen-gigabyte HyperX FURY with symmetric heat spreader," I say, and watch her eyes widen. "Carl over there is our expert. He'll be to happy help you."
The blonde gives me a confused look, trying to ascertain if I've just talked dirty or blown her off.
It's the latter.
She seems to realize this as she glances down the counter at the freckled face of my lanky store manager. His exuberant expression and overenthusiastic wave suggest he will indeed be happy to help her, and may, in fact, be popping a boner behind the counter right this moment.
I'd rather not dwell on that.
But I do soften my tone when I remove her claws from my forearm. "If you'll excuse me, I need to finish debriefing a new employee. Thanks for coming to Hot Swap."
I walk away before she can make a suggestive comment about debriefing or ask me what I've got that's plug and play. I know it's coming. I've heard it all before.
But I escape without further incident and duck into the back room where my new hire is waiting patiently between a bank of employee lockers and the foosball table I set up for break-time entertainment. Corey's a cheerful guy with a passion for technology, an infectious laugh, and Down syndrome. He just finished his first week of employment here through my WorkAbility program.
"Sorry about the wait," I tell him. "Here's your first paycheck."
His face lights up like I've just given him the keys to my Mercedes, which makes my heart swell into a big, fat knot. He takes the envelope and grabs my hand to shake it. "Thank you!" he says, beaming from ear to ear. "Sarah's coming to come get me, and we're going to Sizzle Pie to celebrate. Now I can buy whatever she wants for dinner."
Sarah is one of the case managers who run the group home where Corey lives, and as though summoned by her name, she appears at the back door with her car keys in hand. She smiles and greets us both. "Hey, Corey. Hello, Simon. You guys almost finished here?"
"Yeah!" Corey beams. "I got my first paycheck and everything."
"You earned every penny," I tell him. "You're doing great work here."
I mean it, too. Corey's one of about four dozen adults with disabilities I've hired through WorkAbility since I launched the program four years ago. If I could bottle his enthusiasm and easygoing temperament, I'd sprinkle it on every one of my six hundred plus employees.
From her spot in the doorway, Sarah turns her smile on me. It's not the fuck-me-silly smile deployed by the blonde in the lobby, but there's an undercurrent I can read just the same. She's a sweet girl, intelligent and hard-working, and pretty in that girl-next-door kind of way.
She also has a steady boyfriend, so even if she were my type, that's a strict hell-no as far as I'm concerned.
"You doing anything fun for the weekend?" she asks me while Corey gathers his things and stuffs them in a big red backpack.
"Just catching up on work," I say. "Probably hitting the gym or going for a hike on Saturday, then having lunch with Junie on Sunday."
Hearing my kid sister's name makes Sarah smile again as she turns away to lead Corey to the car. "Don't work too hard," she calls over her shoulder before pulling the door closed behind her.
I don't even pretend I'll follow that advice. The only time I'm not working hard is when I'm playing hard, and to be honest, I've been a little lax in that department lately. It's not that I don't have ample opportunity to play on a regular basis. The blonde in the lobby is a testament to that.
But if I'm being frank, I'm sort of over the one-night stands. The hookups with women who see me as an ATM with a dick.
That doesn't mean I'm looking to settle down anytime soon. No way in hell is that in the cards for me. I'm just taking a bit of a break right now.
I hear the door chime in the lobby, and I glance out the window to see Carl still busy with the blonde. Dammit. Pete's on lunch break and Shelly's out sick today, which leaves yours truly to deal with whoever just walked through the door. I take a moment to clean my glasses on the hem of my black T-shirt before I push the door open and step into the retail shop.
I stop cold at the sight of her.
After being eye-fucked by two women in ten minutes, my brain takes a moment to register that this girl is doing pretty much the opposite. Bristling with tension, she's got her dark hair piled in a messy knot on top of her head and anchored by a chewed-up pencil. She's wearing a dark scowl and a baggy orange sweatshirt that says "OSU Crop & Soil Science" over the spot where I can only assume her left breast might be. Gray yoga pants hug her thighs nicely, though the effect is negated by the brown smear across one thigh. Dirt or chocolate, maybe, though it's anyone's guess. She's frowning down at her laptop like it just ate her report and regurgitated it on the carpet.
Then she looks up and hits me with the full force of green eyes the color of a Heineken bottle. She blinks once, then softens her expression.
"I need help." There's no preamble, no double entendre, no hint of anything dirty in her request.
Which is kind of a shame.
No, it's not.
I move forward and step behind the counter to face her. "What seems to be the problem?"
"My laptop. It's frozen." She flips it open, averting her eyes from mine. "I — uh — I spilled a drink on it last night, and it made sort of a zappy noise. I tried to clean it off, but now it's just stuck like this, and I don't know what to do."
Her words are rushed and a little frantic. I'm so busy looking at her — the flush in her cheeks, the fullness of her lips — that I almost fail to notice she's holding the sleeve of her sweatshirt over the laptop screen. I glance at the keyboard, which has a bit of sticky residue on it, but it looks mostly clean.
I reach out and start to pull the laptop toward me. "I can take a look at —"
"No!" She grabs the edges of the computer and pulls it back. Her sleeve is still covering the monitor, and this is the weirdest tug-of-war game I've ever been part of.
I raise one eyebrow at her. "It's going to be difficult to assess the problem if I can't see the computer."
"Right." She bites the edge of her lip, and something stirs in the center of my chest. "Um, is there any way you can do that without looking closely at whatever might be on the screen?"
Ah. Got it. Not the first time I've been confronted with someone's secret pornography fetish when repairing a computer on the fritz. It happens at least a couple times a week, and this woman is hardly the first porn enthusiast of the female persuasion.
I put on my best reassuring-nice-guy smile. "Ma'am, I can promise we're very discreet here. But I do need to take a look at the whole device before I can do anything to fix the issue."
She seems to hesitate, and the way she's still biting her lip makes me wonder what she looks like when she's coming.
Why the hell did I just imagine that? The woman's dressed like a college student during finals week, and the vibe she's giving off is more stay-the-hell-away than come-hither. Meanwhile, the blonde is bent over the other end of the counter looking like sex on a waffle cone, and my libido hasn't twitched once.
Maybe this laptop isn't the only thing on the fritz.
Sweatshirt Girl seems to decide something then, because she lets go of the laptop and draws her arm back from the screen. "Okay," she says, brushing a loose strand of hair from those eyes. Those eyes. She takes a step back and gives me a sheepish look. "I just — can you try to make it quick?"
I have a better look at the keyboard now, and I can see it's going to be a pain in the ass to deal with. Something sticky has seeped between the keys, and several are stuck in a down position. I can hear the motherboard wheezing like a sick cat, which is actually a good thing. At least it's still got some spark. Sweatshirt Girl is right, though — the damn thing is totally frozen.
My eyes flick to the screen, and I swear I only mean to check the pixels. But something catches my eye, and I stand there absorbing the words like some sort of creepy voyeur.
What the hell is this? And why am I so intrigued?CHAPTER 2
Alone in my apartment after my mortifying trip to the computer repair store, I take a moment to make a list. A mental one, mind you, since my laptop is toast and its list-making days are over for now.
In my mind, the list looks something like this:
Things that seem like a good idea after three glasses of chardonnay, but most definitely are not:
1. Painting my fingernails neon purple
2. Eating an entire bag of Cheetos for dinner
3. Making a list of sexy fibs I've told my sisters
It's the last one that has me blushing like a nun in a porn shop four hours after that ill-fated trip to Hot Swap, which is stupid. I'm hardly a virgin. I have a nightstand drawer full of battery-powered pals, and I'm no stranger to vanilla bondage or creative uses for whipped cream. Hell, if you ask my two sisters — Missy and Lisa — they'll tell you I'm the most brazen sex vixen they know.
And that's just it. I may have led them to believe that over the years because it was more fun than the alternative. Namely, that my single-minded focus on my career as a dirt-loving soil researcher with a PhD in crop and soil science would prompt my fretful sisters to fix me up with a steady stream of suit-clad attorneys with names like Blaine and Rochester.
Before I knew it, I would find myself wearing a cashmere sweater set and debating whether to spend the morning doing Pilates in designer workout gear or arranging pinecones for a festive Christmas centerpiece.
Basically, I would become my sisters.
Don't get me wrong. I don't begrudge Lisa's expansive wine collection or Missy's cupboard full of carefully pressed napkins for every holiday including Groundhog Day (don't ask). It's just that they're a universe apart from the filthy work boots and dirt-crusted fingernails I've earned in a rather grubby, male-dominated profession.
After years of feeling like a tree trunk next to my delicate-flower sisters, I decided to take charge of my image. It started as a joke. Missy invited me to a six-course wine dinner at her yacht club, and I told her I'd be too busy attending a group sex party. I thought she'd laugh, or at best, tell me I was disgusting and not ask questions.
But she honest-to-dog believed me. Even worse (or better, depending on your perspective), she seemed ... intrigued. Titillated. Maybe a little impressed.
It was the first time in my life I'd done anything to impress either of my sisters, so I kept the stories coming. Not only did it earn me some satisfying gasps of astonishment, it got me out of countless candle parties and in-home cooking demos featuring six ways to prepare coq au vin.
So, I kept it up. And it was all humming along just fine until Lisa got engaged and asked me to help plan the bachelorette party.
"All my college friends are dying to sit next to you," Lisa gushed over celebratory drinks that night.
I did my best to look humble while I sipped a light, earthy pinot noir and tried to imagine what I'd done to earn such interest. "Really?"
"Mine, too," piped our older sister, Missy. "They can't wait to meet you and hear what you come up with for the bachelorette party."
"That's — wow." I sipped my wine again, not sure whether to feel flattered or nervous. What kind of party were they expecting me to put together, exactly?
"For years, they've been hearing about our naughty little sister and all her sexy exploits," Lisa continued as my stomach hit the floor and I realized the conversation had taken an unwelcome turn. "You're practically famous."
Missy giggled and lowered her voice. "I think they're hoping you'll teach them a few things."
And that's how I came up with the brilliant idea to write up "The List." A collection of ten sexy experiences I've invented over the years. Some of the biggest whoppers I've told. Never mind that the kinkiest thing I've done lately was analyze root systems for an aspen grove in Central Washington. If I'm going to impress my sisters and their friends with my exploits, I'd damn well better get my stories straight. If there's one thing I know I'm good at, it's preparing for an exam. All I needed were some CliffsNotes to help me study for the performance of a lifetime.
It totally would have worked.
At least it would have if I hadn't knocked the damn wineglass onto my laptop. Now my wine-fueled list is an X-rated screensaver frozen on my laptop, courtesy of my clumsiness and a glass of Domaine Serene's finest.
Which brings me back to my apartment at eight o'clock on a Friday night, where I'm wondering what the odds are that someone in that computer shop has posted my list online and caused it to go viral. What does it even take for something to go viral? Oh God. What would the hashtag be?
A knock at the door jolts me from my panicked visions of discovering my business cards have been altered to say "dirty girl" where the words "soil scientist" normally appear.
The knock sounds again, and I glance down to realize I'm standing barefoot in my living room wearing yoga pants and my oldest, comfiest sweatshirt. The pants have a deeply-embedded soil smudge, earned months ago during field work, but at least I showered this morning. That should count for something. I pad to the front door and peer through the peephole.
My heart slams against my rib cage and bounces back to splat into a motionless heap inside my chest cavity. It's him. The stupid-hot computer repair guy who likely thinks I'm a sex fiend.
For one panicky second, I consider the possibility that he's some sort of pervert stalker. A cute pervert stalker, but a pervert stalker nonetheless. That's when the pervert stalker speaks.
"Cassondra Michaels? It's Simon Traxel from Hot Swap Computer Repairs. I've got your laptop here with me, and it's as good as new."
That gets my attention. He fixed my computer? Really?
Still, a girl can't be too careful. I'm thinking of how to ask whether he has a prison record when he seems to read my mind. "I understand if you're nervous about opening the door to a stranger, but I couldn't read your phone number on the intake form."
"How did you read my address, then?" I call through the door.
"You're two blocks from Hot Swap on the same street," he points out. "And this street number is pretty tough to mess up, even for someone with a doctor's handwriting."
"I am a doctor," I mutter, mostly to myself. A PhD in soil science, but still.
"Ma'am?" On the other side of the door, he clears his throat. "Look, I can just leave it here next to your door. You seemed so upset earlier that I assumed you needed it quickly, but I can set it down right —"
His words halt when I throw open the door and take him in. Good God, he's hotter than I remember. The man looks like someone chiseled him out of oak. Rounded biceps, broad shoulders, abs with every last ridge and bump visible through the cotton of his T-shirt. The tortoiseshell glasses he wears frame brown eyes the exact color of undrained alluvial silt.
That sounded sexier in my mind.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Great, original characters that were witty and believable. Hot, adventurous sex. Couldn't ask for a better story! Will be checking out more books by this author!
## Ok. I had fun reading this story. The writing was great, the alternating POVs was awesome, and the humor and witty banter was top notch. Also, I adored this heroine. She was smart, fun, kind, and beautiful. She and the hero had fabulous sexual chemistry. What was missing for me was the emotional connection in the end. In the beginning they're just sex buddies, so I didn't expect one. But in the end, when the hero makes his case after his lies have been exposed, I expected a real connection, or love, or something. But I didn't feel anything real between them. It could be that the heroine really knew nothing about the hero because he never answered any questions, always changing the subject. However, she still forgave him instantly. He should've had to work a little harder for her forgiveness IMO.
Funny and sexy. Quick read. Highly recommended....!!!!!!!!
I could seriously list a hundred reasons why I loved The List, but I could list even more for how much I simply adore Tawna Fenske's writing. She is emerging as one of my favorite romantic comedy writers out there, and I swear to you guys that you will all thoroughly enjoy her books. So let me tell you guys about The List... Cassie is a woman just like you and me trying to fit in. Unfortunately for her, she's trying to fit in with her sisters instead of friends and attempting to convince them she isn't as boring as they think her to be. So in order to accomplish this, she tells a few fibs and things kind of get out of hand...hence the List. After a few glasses of wine, she compiles a list of all of the lies she has told them in hopes to complete a few of them before her sister's bachelorette party. Unfortunately for her, fate deals her a hand and one sexy stranger to help her along her way. Simon is exactly the type of guy that Cassie's sisters want her to be with, but to his benefit he keeps that all hidden from Cassie while they focus on this sexy to-do list of hers with anonymity. It is quickly lust at first sight with these two, but their no-strings attached fun becomes so much more as each item gets ticked off the list. This book had me laughing so much, and I thoroughly enjoyed every single second of it. I enjoy a good humored romance as much as anyone, but Fenske's writing is just something special. Her heroines are always witty, sexy, and have just the right amount of vulnerability to make them relateable. I devour each and every single book I read from Tawna, and The List was no exception. I can't recommend this one highly enough!
This is such a fun, witty and sexy book! Cassie and Simon were great characters with their flirting and outrageous exploits! I absolutely loved them both! The storyline was playful and fun but had a realness to it that was fantastic. It was well written and I believe it was thought out perfectly. I can’t wait to read more from Tawna Fenske. * I voluntarily reviewed an Advanced Reader Copy of this book from Netgalley. I was not compensated for my review, and I was not required to write a positive review. The opinion expressed here is my own.*
Fun fun fun read!! Tawna Fenske is a favorite author of mine for a reason- she just writes with such an entertaining style & creates an exciting story. I voluntarily reviewed an Advance Reader Copy of this book.
The List is the perfect blend of erotic story with fun nerdy romance. It features Simon as the sexy geek who owns a large chain of computer stores. He meets Cassie the soil scientist when her laptop dies the night before a big presentation. She thinks he is broke employee and Simon is happy to have found a girl that likes him for himself. Cassie has two older sisters that have always outshone her and so she creates wild sexcapades to entertain them. Simon accidentally finds her reference list and makes an offer to help actually fulfill every naughty fantasy. Simon and Cassie's relationship is built on several lies and will it survive? This is a sexy, romantic story with a fun plot and really entertaining characters. If you like erotica with a sense of humor this the book for you! I was given a free copy for an honest review.
Favorite Quotes: I’d pegged him as more of a computer geek than a gym rat, but apparently the two can coexist. I open my mouth to say something, but close it fast so I don’t drool. She’s wearing a low-cut white top and a tiara that suggests she’s either part of a bachelorette party or a misguided member of the royal family. This was your chance to tell me some porn-star tale about how you nailed two chicks at once with your massive meat want and left them both begging for more. My Review: I giggle-snorted and smirked my way through this delightfully naughty and smartly written tale. Tawna Fenske has obviously been blessed by the goddess of words as her skills for witty and humorous word-craft are far beyond mere human ability. The storyline was engaging, entertaining, atomically steamy, and well paced, while the writing was crisp, clever, and highly amusing. I cannot imagine the painstaking research required for such an in-depth exposé and sincerely want to express my appreciation for her efforts, as the results were simply breathtaking.
A sexy and funny quick that entertained me from beginning to end! Simon and Cassie are both nerds at heart and it shows in both their actions and conversations. I had lots of fun with these two as they work their way through Cassie's sexual bucket list and fall in love in the process. 4.5 stars I voluntarily reviewed an advanced reader copy of this book. I was not compensated for this review, all conclusions are my own.
4 stars The List by Tawna Fenske was a fun, sweet and enjoyable read. I enjoyed the storyline, Simon and Cassie were likable and endearing characters that I easily connected with. I loved watching their relationship unfold, they made me laugh, they made me swoon and by the end I knew these two would have a happy life together. Overall, The List is a quick, and steamy read with great characters that will entertain you from the first page until the last. Another wonderful read by Tawna Fenske and a great start to The List series!
This book was actually very fun to read. Cassie walks into Simon's shop for help with a laptop issue. They are seriously attracted to one another from the moment he returns said laptop. This author never fails to give me the feels. Whether it be to cry, laugh, or just generally want to maul someone (in both good and bad ways.) Just such a fun book as I really hope to see more of these characters in upcoming stories. Makes me want to make my own list, if you want the truth. These two were very obviously meant to be together. Despite choosing to hide certain things from their pasts, they keep it on a shallow basis for now. Love does not usually want to be a side dish. Seriously good story with an excellent pace. ***This ARC copy was given in exchange for an honest review only.
NUMBER OF HEARTS: Kelly This was a fun read. I really enjoyed the interaction between Simon and Cassie from the first met. It helped that their first meeting was hilarious. I mean who could have had worse luck than Cassie? Well at least at the moment that she had to walk into the Hot Swap Computer store. But from there on she should be thankful for that spilled wine. And Simon, sweet, sweet Simon. He is very giving and kind and will pretty much perfect. The two of them together are great and their journey through the List is hilarious, fun and beyond smexy!! My only fault with this story was that it was a little predictable. But even with that I truly enjoyed the story and can’t wait to see what is next for us in this series. I have a funny feeling that Cassie’s sister is in for a wild ride. Disclaimer: I received a complimentary copy of this book from Netgalley & Entangled Publishing, LLC in exchange for an honest review. This review is my own opinion and not a paid review.
4.5**** This was a fun, sexy ride from the very beginning. From the way they met until the very last page, Simon and Cassie sparkled. I loved their adventures with her list. Very inspiring if your own love life needs a little excitement. I thoroughly enjoyed the scenes with Cassie and her sisters as well as Simon with his. I wish we would have had a little more on the reasoning behind their time apart, not for us the readers, but for the characters. The epilogue was so very sweet and loving and read with a smile on my face. I hope another book is in the works for a certain character. I received this book in exchange for an honest review from the publisher through Netgalley.
4.5 Stars! This story is a fun bomb just waiting to be read and enjoyed! Right off the bat, Simon broke my heart with his past. He’s gun shy and has no intention of settling down with anyone. And then Cassie comes in with her dirt-stained sweatpants and her erotic list that just won’t quit, and Simon accepts the challenge and flips the alpha card. And ugh, they’re just so cute and nerdy together! Add in Cassie, a delightful mix of shy and bold, and it makes for some hot and hilarious scenes. There’s one that involves a Park Ranger, and the nature puns were diabolically clever. I highly recommend this fun, quirky romance that steps outside the box and owns its nerdiness. **I was given an ARC via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review**
3.75 stars--THE LIST is the first installment in Tawna Fenske’s contemporary, adult THE LIST erotic, romance series. This is soil scientist Cassie Michaels, and millionaire businessman / computer geek Simon Traxel’s story line. Told from dual first person perspectives (Simon and Cassie) THE LIST focuses on a bucket list, of sorts, for Cassie Michaels. Cassie is the brain of the family; while her sisters afford the opulent and rich lifestyle of which they are accustomed, our heroine spends her time researching soil samples and the beauty of nature. But there is a competitive nature to Cassie Michaels as she continues to one-up her sisters in the kinky and wild sex department-a department that is not as entertaining as she leads her sisters to believe. Enter Simon Traxel, a millionaire who owns a string of computer stores across America, and the man who will help Cassie cross off the items on her ‘f*cket list’. What ensues is the building relationship between Simon and Cassie, and Cassie’s heartbreak when she discovers that Simon isn’t the man she thought him to be. The relationship between Cassie and Simon is one of mutual benefit. Simon volunteers to help Cassie complete her ‘f*cket’ list of sexy things to do but is unwilling to reveal anything about himself or his past. Cassie understands that her relationship with Simon is purely for fun and excitement but her heart begins to fall for a man she knows nothing about. The $ex scenes are fun, erotic and seductive with a little bit of spanking, sex games as well as some girl on girl action. Throughout the story line we begin to learn a little bit of Cassie’s life but Simon is reluctant to reveal his true identity to the woman with whom he will fall in love. Simon is a millionaire who has a difficult time trusting the women in his life, but his secrets will destroy Cassie when the truth is revealed. We are introduced to Cassie’s sisters Missy and Lisa, as well as Simon’s younger sister Junie- a young woman that is the center of Simon’s world. THE LIST is a fun, romantic story line. There is romance, love, heartbreak and betrayal although the angst is short lived. Simon keeps secret the truth about who he is and what he does, and in this our heroine is all but destroyed by his lies of omission. The premise is entertaining and imaginative; the characters are heartwarming; the romance is energetic and explorative. THE LIST is a quick read to enjoy on a lazy, Sunday afternoon.
A hot and sweet story from one of my favorite romantic comedy authors! This one has plenty of laughs, and plenty of heat. Simon is used to women coming after him for his money, being the owner of 24 computer repair shops so when a frazzled woman comes into his shop with a frozen computer screen, it's refreshing that she isn't actually there for him. But what's on her computer certainly catches HIS attention - a sexual bucket list of sorts. Cassie is mortified that her list of lies she's told her sisters about her sex life is now in the hands of a complete (and very attractive) stranger, but she's got no choice. As a soil scientist, technology is a key part of her life and she needs her computer in working order. Simon is quick and efficient and even returns the computer to her with an offer - he'd be happy to participate in item #4 - sex with an anonymous stranger. Cassie isn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth - she gladly accepts. From there, the two work there way up and down Cassie's list - but what will happen when they get to the end? I enjoyed this! It's definitely on the hotter side, with several scenes that go into a little bit of light kink (hence the Scorched imprint) but all told with the author's usual comedic flair. Simon has a sister with Down's syndrome, and that's a key part of the story as well, as his protectiveness over her is part of what holds him back from getting involved in committed relationships. It hurts her when he breaks up with women she's become attached to, so it's easier to not get attached at all. Cassie is a smart, engaging woman who lacks a little self confidence when around her two sisters, women who always seem to have it together. Fulfilling the list with Simon emboldens her, and her relationship with her sisters takes a more positive turn by the end. It's a low angst story with minimal conflict but enough to make the happy ending worth while. If you're looking for laughs and steam, this one will do the trick.
I loved this book! Absolutely! A steamy, fun and enticing read!! I'm not going to rewrite the blurb, I'll give you my take on this well written gem. Cassie, who loves what she does and who she is in that role, yet uncomfortable with her two over the top sisters who are all about looks, money and a one up. Compensating and getting out a yet another "event" that her sisters want her to go to, she starts making up these relatively wild sexcapcades. When her sisters bachelorette party draws near, she's making a list on her computer when she spills wine on the keyboard and takes it to the local shop where she meets Simon. Cassie is over the top embarrassed. When Simon returns her repaired computer personally the next evening, (which surprised me) he offers to help her with the list. (Surprise me again) So she agrees. She has no idea who Simon really is. That he has a sister with Downs Syndrome, who he loves dearly. That he owns a large chain of computer stores, millionaire and just featured in Forbes. These two really hit it off and they steamy scenes were so well done. Even when Cassie finds out by accident who Simon really is, there's a smoothness about it. No drama. This trope may have been done before, but not the way Tawna has written these two characters. I loved them both. No contention, they were perfect and molded to each other in the best way. I really loved them both. The book is light, refreshing, steamy and there's abundant love in here. 5 Blazing Stars from me on this one. Great story Tawna!!! **arc from NetGalley and Entangled in exchange for a fair review**
This is a great book; this is the first book in the List series written by Tawna Fenske. This book is a lot spicier than Tawna’s other books, but just as great. Cassie Michaels is a soil scientist and has spent her whole life feeling like a grungy tree trunk beside her delicate flower sisters. To make herself more interesting, Cassie invented stories about her wild sex life stories she’s expected to retell in vivid detail at a bachelorette party. Cassie’s attempt to catalog her biggest whoppers goes awry when she spills wine on her laptop and lands in Simon’s shop with her sexy list frozen on the screen. Simon Traxel is a millionaire and the owner of a chain of computer shops. But Simon’s interest is piqued, and the two strike a deal to make Cassie’s make-believe sexploits a reality. From steamy public romps gone hilariously awry, to sexy antics with kitchen utensils, their quest to conquer The List is equal parts scorching hot and adorably awkward. This is a great book with a wonderful story and well developed characters. This book will keep you reading long into the night and you will not want to put this book down until you finish. This was such a great read and full of surprises. I am looking forward to reading the next book by this great author.
This was a hilarious and hot read!! Cassie is a soil scientist who has been telling tales of her sexploits to her sisters for years in order to seem more exciting to them. The only problem is that she hasn't actually experienced any of the things that she told them so one night she makes a list on her laptop of the most outrageous stories she's told them. Wine and computers don't mix so Cassie takes her laptop into a computer repair shop with the list frozen on the screen. Simon is the owner of the computer store chain and when he reads the list, decides to offer himself to Cassie to complete The List. What follows are hilarious encounters and growing attachments. I could not stop reading this book. Both Cassie and Simon were super smart and would make geeky jokes to each other that had me laughing so hard. From the very beginning I connected to the characters and really never wanted the story to be over. This was an amazing start to a new series and I'm really looking forward to reading the next one! *This is my voluntary review of an Advanced Reader Copy*
when cassie michaels is forced to bring in her computer to computer tech simon traxel she is embarrassed beyond words. her computer has frozen on a rather incriminating document, the list. you see, she's been compiling a list of crazy sexy stories she's told her sisters, and that she might be expected to recount at her sister's upcoming bachelorette party. cassie is a soil scientist, a girl who loves getting down and dirty with nature and who has always felt like she needed to prove something to her super girly older sisters. she's so mortified when she meets simon that he can't help being intrigued. she's so shy and the things on her list are so naughty that he wants to know more about her. he hasn't felt like that about anyone in a long time. simon has a bit of baggage. his younger sister has down syndrome and while he is wonderful with her, and she is portrayed beautifully by the author, he's found that the women he has chosen in the past don't respond well to meeting her. and since she is the only family he has left, that is definitely not the right response. simon is also super rich, an up-and-coming owner of a large chain of computer stores in the pacific northwest, who's been profiled by forbes and is a magnet for the gold-digger. the gold-digger magnet thing makes him very wary of starting new relationships, but when cassie seems to have no idea who he is, he simply doesn't elaborate. instead he offers to help her out with really experiencing the items on her naughty list. the more items on the list they cross off, the deeper they find themselves in relationship territory, an area they both swore they didn't want to find themselves in. and when his secrets are accidentally revealed on a chance encounter, he handles things badly. luckily, he gets his act together and gets over his weird hangups and goes after cassie. since it's pretty obvious from the get-go that they are perfect for one another. this is a fun, sexy contemporary romance, both cassie and simon are super likable, and it's really refreshing to see them get sorted out without a lot of drama. **the list will publish on january 30, 2017. i received an advance reader copy courtesy of netgalley/entangled publishing (scorched) in exchange for my honest review.
Extra-HOT and extra-HILARIOUS = One Fabulously FUN read! Checking items off a list has never been so rewarding. If you've enjoyed Fenske's books in the past, be prepared to level up. Oh, and keep a fan handy. ;)
I really enjoyed reading this book, iit was a fun fast read,will definitely recommend it to my friends. I look forward to reading more from this author in the near future.
I loved this story! Funny, sizzling hot, and an overall feel good story. The humor starts from the very beginning in the way Simon and Cassie meet and continues throughout the story as they scorchingly check each item off the "list"! The closer they come to completing the list the more neither of them wants to walk away as they originally agreed but Simon may not have been as truthful with Cassie as he should have been!! Put this one on the must read list. It's a great read and I highly recommend it.