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mobile or address below and we'll send you a link to download the free Kindle App. Then you can start reading Kindle books on your smartphone, tablet, or computer - no Kindle device required. To get the free app, mobile phone. Inheriting a fortune means less to Ally Jarrett than fulfilling her real dream: to take off for the wilds of Alaska and photograph animals.
mobile or address below and we'll send you a link to download the free Kindle App. Then you can start reading Kindle books on your smartphone, tablet, or computer - no Kindle device required. To get the free app, mobile phone. She's giving him the cold shoulder… Porcupine, Alaska was the last place on earth Mitchell Carruthers wanted to end up. Scratch that. His real goal is duping her out of her inheritance. Unfortunately, being in close quarters with Ally is giving him chills of a gonewild nerdy different kind.
When a blizzard blows through town, trapping them in their ading rooms, their relationship suddenly goes from glacial to global warming.
But with so much at stake, a distraction, no matter how tempting, could cost them their lives. If you enjoy laugh-out-loud adventures and romance where the nerd gets the girl, you'll love Nerd Gone Wild.
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Review "A riotous cast of colorful characters. Then, in the summer ofshe went public with her romantic comedy Nerd in Shining Armor.
Understandably, Vicki's passion for nerds has increased tenfold. She lives in Arizona with her husband, who insists he's not a nerd but who does, in fact, wear glasses and is very good at math. Visit her Web site at: vickilewisthompson. From Publishers Weekly The last person Ally Jarrett wants to see on her first day of her new life in Porcupine, Alaska, is her recently deceased grandmother's nerdy personal assistant, Mitchell J. As the new heiress to the enormous Jarrett fortune, Ally isn't about to let any meddling geek stop her from realizing her dream of becoming a wildlife photographer.
What she doesn't realize is that Mitchell's dorky orange pompom hat conceals his true identity as a bodyguard and PI. Hired by Ally's grandmother to protect Ally from her evil uncle Kurt, who's after her inheritance, Mitchell never thought his work would take him from warm Bel Air to freezing Porcupine, or that he would find himself falling for his gonewild nerdy.
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Mitchell worries that his average background makes him a poor match for Ally, but once she uncovers Mitch's true identity, he doesn't stand a chance. The town of Porcupine, whose citizens use sex to compensate for dark winter nights, proves a sizzling and silly setting for Ally and Mitchell's budding romance, as well as for the over-the-top antics of villainous Uncle Kurt and his highly sexed dominatrix girlfriend. Though at times far-fetched, the third romance in Thompson's Nerd series after The Nerd Who Loved Me is a delightfully cozy read for a cold winter night.
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Ally Jarrett, sole guest at the Loose Moose, had intended to pass through the lobby with a smile and a wave. But Betsy's observation wasn't easily ignored. But it was hot times in this hotel. I'd give anything to see this place when it was a whorehouse. She already knew some of thehistory because Betsy had talked her arm gonewild nerdy during breakfast. After coming in late last night, Ally had been so pumped about finally being in Alaska that she'd stayed awake for hours.
Consequently she'd slept until early afternoon, but Betsy had been kind enough to feed her breakfast, anyway, so she hated to blow the woman off. Still, she was antsy to get outside.
Her digital camera was tucked into her backpack and she'd bundled up in boots, parka, gloves, and knit cap. If she stood around too long discussing prostitution with Betsy, she'd start to sweat under all those layers. They would have lounged around in the parlor. That's my room now, but I've tried to keep it authentic. Want to see? No point in alienating her landlady on the first day. She felt sure Betsy had been lying in wait for her, dreaming gonewild nerdy more human interaction. Oh, well. Betsy couldn't possibly be as bad as Mitchell J. Carruthers, Jr. Thank God she'd left that dweeb back in California.
Not that she wasn't grateful for the competent way he'd handled the details of Grammy's estate. He'd been a blessing in the first couple of months, when Ally had been too busy grieving to give a damn about paperwork. But lately Mitchell had begun to hover, just like Grammy used to.
Ally was through being hovered over. I don't like to keep folks waiting, especially when they've been traveling and might need to pee. That would take some of the pressure off her to be social. In the short time she'd been here, she'd already had several prolonged conversations with Betsy. Winter's gonewild nerdy slow.
In the summertime I run my ass off. My family's known for big ears and big behinds.
Underneath her black stretch pants her buns bobbled and curtsied to each other, as Grammy used to say. Besides that, I'm well insulated, which is a bonus in Alaska. Ally blinked.
Everything was red--red flocked wallpaper, red velvet drapes, and more red velvet covering both Victorian settees. It was like standing inside a giant model of a blood vessel, which she'd done once during a field trip in fourth grade. What wasn't red was gold, including the player piano taking up one corner of the room and a large armoire in another corner.
All the picture frames were gold and all the pictures inside the frames were nudes. Some Ally recognized as prints by famous artists, and some looked as if they'd come straight out of Playboy. But gonewild nerdy room certainly was drenched in sex.
I've had to make a couple of modifications for my own personal comfort. The sheets were red satin and the white comforter was covered with hearts. Ally gazed up at a mirrored image of Betsy and the Murphy bed. Ye Gods. Hugh Hefner City. Ally gulped and tried to erase the image of Betsy and some guy getting it on in reflected glory. Betsy didn't seem totake any pains with her appearance.
She wore zero makeup and it looked as if she cut her gray hair herself. Both last night and today she'd worn her black stretch pants paired with an old plaid flannel shirt. Ally would never guess the woman had any dates, let alone enough exes to make up a basketball team plus subs. Maybe it was pheromones. That's my maiden name, y'know.
Never did see the sense in changing it when I got hitched, which is a good thing, considering how many times I've done the deed. Ally wanted to ask what happened to those seven guys, but she didn't know how to ask without sounding like she was afraid there were seven bodies under the floorboards.
Which she was. Trouble is, I eventually find out they have some habit or other that I can't abide, and I have to kick 'em out. Betsy laughed.