About Neon Yellow: Obsessive Adhesives
by Andy Slayde & Ali Wilde
121 pages / 34200 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-173-9
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What happens when a shy accountant goes from being invisible to Mr.
Popularity? He gets scared… and lucky, that’s what. Spencer Whitfield is
used to being ignored. When explicit Post-It notes regularly start appearing
on his computer monitor, he's sure someone is having a laugh at his expense.
Stalker? Don’t be silly, who’d want to stalk Spencer?
Jason Doyle, hot IT tech, can have any man he wants. He wouldn't give the
painfully shy Spencer a second thought. Breakfast, a James Bond double
feature and a Chinese Good Luck Banquet for Two change all that. As the men
become closer, the notes become more threatening, until it all comes to a
head early one Sunday morning. No one knows why shy geeky accountants get
all the boys, but Spencer certainly deserves the special one he has.
Sample
Good morning, sweetheart.
I dreamed of you last night.
The things you can do with your tongue…
Pulling the note off the screen, Spencer tossed it in the trash. He was
beginning to hate the color yellow. The neon Post-It seemed to mock him,
reminding him that he wasn't accepted by his co-workers. Except for Jason.
Now there was someone who could probably do wicked things with his tongue.
Spencer sighed and wished Jason had asked him to dinner again yesterday. He
would have said yes. Sadly, Jason hadn't; in fact Jason had been away from
his desk for most of the day. Spencer didn't even recall seeing him leave or
return. He glanced back at Jason's desk and wondered where the man was. Was
his car fixed and Spencer could forget about the one morning of interruption
he'd had yesterday? He turned his computer on and settled down for a
productive morning.
"Morning, Spence. How are you, this morning?" Jason strolled silently out of
the lunch room and placed a cup of coffee on Spencer's desk.
"Thank you." Spencer picked up the cup. "Maintenance must have finally fixed
it." He gestured to the lunch room door.
"Or me." Jason brandished a small can of WD40. "It drove me insane." He
pulled the chair from the neighboring desk over and sat on it, swinging
around in a circle before stopping and looking at Spencer. "You look good
today."
"Thank you, so do you." Spencer felt his cheeks heat. Of course Jason knew
he looked good. The man could make a potato sack look hot.
"Thank you." Jason leaned back in the chair and propped his feet on
Spencer's desk. "About grabbing dinner one night? Tonight?"
"I can't tonight" Figured the one night Spencer had plans would be the night
Jason asked him out. Typical Spencer luck, he had no idea what he’d done in
a past life to piss karma off.
"Hot date?" Jason asked, sounding mildly irritated.
"No." Spencer fiddled with a loose thread on his chair. "I have my monthly
meeting tonight." Oh God, a monthly meeting sounded too much like AA. He
quickly added, "Third Tuesday of every month the local Rock Hound Club meets
at Summerset Library." Again, Spencer wished the cracks in the floor would
open and swallow him. Saying no to Jason for a bunch of rock hounders? God
he'd be lucky if Jason ever talked to him again.
"Are you playing hard to get?" Jason's eyebrows disappeared under his spiky
fringe and he was grinning.
"What? No!" Spencer cringed at the desperation in his voice. "I just..." He
had no idea how to justify turning Jason down. Here he had a totally fucking
hot guy wanting to go to dinner with him and Spencer was saying no.
"No matter," Jason said as if Spencer hadn't even spoken. "I'm sure I'll
find a way to get you all to myself one-day. Tomorrow for lunch, maybe?"
Spencer's eyes widened in surprise and his cheeks burned with embarrassment.
Why on Earth would Jason want Spencer all to himself? Surely Jason had
better ways to spend his time then with an average, boring, dull, bland...
Spencer stopped before he depressed himself. "Okay?"
"And maybe we'll forget to come back to work..."