Good morning my lovely readers,
I hope you’re as excited as I am about this adorable title: Professor Adorkable by Edie Danford. Sounds already amazing, actually adorkable? Well, it definitely is. But… check this post out for the review, see what I thought about the title, read an excerpt and don’t miss the giveaway. 🙂
Happy reading. 🙂
*~~*ARC kindly provided by the author to me in exchange for an honest review *~~*
Dorky, slightly helpless professors have a huge place in my heart and the moment I read the blurb about the book, read the title I was: OMG, I need it.
True to it’s title, the professor who we’re following as the reader is the most adorable and dorky person on earth, hence the title is definitely nailing it. ❤
I was mesmerised by Marek from the first time we met him; I love how his thoughts are shifting, how he can make boring things sound so interesting that you don’t mind him babbling in unfitting situations, even if it’s in sexy erotic scenes! XD
He’s a genious, that’s pointed out in several parts of the book; young professor being 26, college degree with 14, other amazing stuff like inventing things. Truly he knows his field but isn’t actually the most talented to live alone. Luckily with Pete at his side he does not only have someone who cares for that his clothes are ironed and the mess in the kitchen isn’t setting mold – actually prevent it happens at all! – he has a friend in Pete… and even more. 😉
I really loved the adorable slow romance, though pretty early in the book we have Marek blurting out his feelings. 😀 It’s kinda fun to see how the super intelligent professor tries to persuade they’re both perfect for each other.
Of course the book, although heavy on the funny parts, is not free of hurtful events; things from Pete’s past; his former relationship to his old chef, his problems and also his attitude he left behind, when he started working for Domesticated Inc, a company where they are providing people helping finding their “match” for a row of different things; in Pete’s case being the perfect housekeeper for Marek.
Also on Marek’s side there’s a troublemaker, called his uncle Jakub. I’ve to say I don’t really like the guy but… I don’t know maybe he get a grip IF we see him in some later books of the series but I’m not sure if we can expect it. 😀 I’m gonna wait and see what’s the author has planned for us.
With his interference the plot thickens to very sad things and you really want to grab Jakub and shake him for his slightly nasty attitude. My heart broke because of Marek’s sadness and how he tries to keep his head up high.
Through the book we see different sides by both characters and I am willing to say the way they’re both fleshed out, is one of the most delightful things I’ve read in a book this year and I can easily say this book is one of my 2018 favorites (last quarter). 🙂
I adored the chemistry between these two guys; who are totally opposite but they need each other; Marek someone who’s giving him a shoulder – literally – to lean on; and Pete a “task” at hand, someone who he can care for, please the person with doing things for them.
The book has amazing minor characters; I loved Zoe and her father Whitaker; Ro was amazing – please more of him! – and giving Marek the adorable nickname (no, won’t say it, read it for yourself! ;)) and pushing Pete’s buttons was hilarious and sweet as hell. xD
At the end, I confess, I almost shed ugly tears about the romantic scenes. I won’t give any hints but, damn, that’s one creative way to express the emotions both characters have for each other, even if the words were already told; this grand gesture is even more remarkable tbh. 🙂
I could go on and gush about the book; I’ve highlighted so much I slowed down my reading speed that much I had to stop with doing it – and that’s something I want to point out! Wholeheartedly the book get 5 out of 5 stars. Truly a great book and I’m beyond thrilled that I ‘”found” it. :3 ❤
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What happens when a star-gazing professor falls for his hot young housekeeper? One heck of an earthy explosion…
Professor Marek Janos’s genius at analyzing stellar explosions doesn’t apply to his own disordered world. Forgetting to eat, sleep, and leave his lab has triggered some epic personal disasters. When his family insists he hire live-in help, he discovers home life has awesome benefits. His new housekeeper’s smile sparks more energy than a supernova. And the way he moves? It rocks Marek’s galaxy.
Pete Schulz took a tough fall from his high-flying life in Hollywood. But how does a guy whose best skill is getting dirty clean up his act? His new gig with Domesticated Inc seems like a great first step. Keeping house for a nerdy young astrophysics professor is exactly the low-key, no-chance-for-trouble job he needs, right?
Living together is surprisingly easy for both men. And fun. And more than a little hot. It’s when they’re faced with the idea of living apart that the truly messy work begins…
“I made the mess,” I tell my housekeeper. “So I will clean it up.”
“Yeah, I know you can clean it up if given several hours,” Pete responds, his smile crooked. There are no signs of exasperation on his face or in his tone. No signs that he’s upset I’ve woken him up with the sound of breaking glass, and that his once-pristine kitchen floor is now covered with a mess I could have easily avoided if I’d been paying attention. “But it’s my job. Tomorrow morning your job is to go teach a class. You’ll sleep until eight, eat a good breakfast, and then be off.”
I raise my eyebrows. “That is exactly how it will happen?”
“I’ll make sure of it.”
“What if I want to negotiate?”
“Yes. Things can be negotiated in a democratic household, yes?”
I smile. “We have no dictators here. Or kings or queens.”
“Well.” He snorts. “There is that matter of your uncle signing my paycheck. But I get what you’re saying, I guess. What were you interested in negotiating?”
“Tonight I feel…antsy? Unable to relax.” I move my shoulders up and down to show him all this tension I’m experiencing. “I’ll go upstairs and sleep, but first I would like company. To hang out with you. For a while.”
His mouth droops as he folds his arms across his bare chest and stares at me. “So you’re saying you’ll let me do my job. But only if I give up my free time for you?”
“Um.” It’s cool in the kitchen, but my face suddenly becomes steam-burn hot.
Damn. I’m incredibly bad at talking to him—or any guy—I find attractive. Doesn’t matter where I am—Prague, Pasadena, Chicago. My language barrier isn’t about Czech versus English. It’s about my head versus my tongue.
What I want with Pete is complicated, not simple. But, as usual, I’ve said words that could be construed as—
God, I don’t even know what.
“You suck at negotiating, Marek.” He says it with a kind note in his voice.
“Yes.” I clear my throat. “I do.”
He sighs and runs his hand over his short hair—hair I want so fucking badly to touch. Is it bristly, soft? Would it sift through my fingers easily, or would it be like my hair and cling to my skin?
“I suppose we could listen to one Harry Potter chapter,” he says, lacking his usual enthusiasm for the idea. “But just one. And if you fall asleep or if I fall asleep or if we both fall asleep, it will be your job to wake up and go back to bed. No sleepovers. That’s a rule that’s not allowed to change.”
I swallow. Ordinarily I would give him shit about the unreasonableness of his request—if we’re asleep, how will we know we’re asleep and thus breaking his rules?
But I keep quiet tonight. I know I’m pushing him. I know he’s beginning to figure out I want more than just his company. So much more.
If this were a work-related matter, I would get my way with a few basic words. Logic applies in my lab. When it comes to my personal life, however, logic rarely applies. Basic words never seem to work.
If I tell Pete what I really want—to take him into his room, to put him on his comfortable bed, to kiss his clever mouth over and over and over, to blow him until his sweet hotness spills down my throat, to hold him tightly and use friction to excellent effect (inside or outside our bodies, I don’t care) until we both come—then he would say “no” quickly and firmly, and quietly shut that detestable door in my face. And I’ll be lucky if he’s still around in the morning.
The situation between us is confusing. I hope this is more than just his workplace. We are friends. He’s my best friend, actually. And he’s the one who makes this place a home.
Occasionally, I have a hard time understanding…what had my language tutor called it? Nuance. Nuanced meanings. Pete and I have a lot of nuances happening between us.
“One chapter would be good,” I tell him. “Chapter Twelve. ‘The Tri-wizard Tournament.’ I need to know all about it.”
He nods and tips his head toward the open door to his suite. “I’ll meet you in there.”
My heart bounces around in my chest—more zaps from that ionizer—but my head doesn’t like the take-care-of-business look on Pete’s face. No smile, no teasing, no dancing notes to the way his boots clap against the tile floor. He checks the locks and the deadbolts on the back door and walks toward his room.
He glances at his doorway and then me, his eyebrows rising. He looks as though he’s holding his breath, maybe holding back a sigh.
Maybe it would be better to give him space tonight. Better for me to be apart from what I want so much, but can’t have. I should walk away, go back to my room without bothering Pete.
My damp toes stick to the cold floor. I want to be more than a job for him. I want to be more than some guy he feels sorry for, some guy who can’t even say what he wants.
I walk over to the sink and retrieve a glass from the nearby cabinet. I fill the glass half full at the tap and then drink. I set it down carefully. The water is cold, but my skin feels hot. I can feel Pete watching me, waiting.
My eyes shift to the hallway. But my feet carry me toward Pete.
Author bio – Edie Danford
Edie lives in Vermont with her husband, two sons, and random creatures that might or might not be pets. She loves libraries (where she’s found play, work, and love since she was a kid), long walks (unless ice is involved), lewd language (in the right context), luscious romance (of any variety), and alliteration.
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