First Class Male is a fun, entertaining read. Christine Columbus knows how to capture the readers attention from page one. I recommend this to anyone that loves a little comedy and the beginning of romance in relationships. Jennifer is a character easy for the reader to relate to. First Class Male is another hit from Christine Columbus.

First Class Mail is a cleverly written story which includes work place relationships and romance. It is delightful! - Pat Columbus/6th Grade Teacher

First Class Male A positive story about postal workers. After this read….the post office will sell more stamps…readers will begin to take more notice of their postal clerks. I thoroughly enjoyed it. You have my stamp of approval. - Reviewed by Renee Benecke "Married to a Post Office Man"

Christine Columbus has a strong voice and uses it to tell delightful short stories. In FIRST CLASS MALE, Jenny Jones takes the scenic route to find her true love at the Post Office. Blake is a good-looking hero any woman would enjoy flirting with, but Jenny falls in love with his sweet personality and thoughtfulness. It's a blast cheering these two on.  - Reviewed by Jade Taylor - Harlequin Superromance Author of Wild Cat and the Marine

EXCERPT 

     
      "Beep, beep, beep--"  I looked up and stopped in my tracks.  It wasn't the cement truck backing out of the construction site on 2^nd and Main that caught my attention, but the sight of the man in tight jeans, hardhat, snug t-shirt and low slung tool belt.  His white teeth flashed as he smiled. 

He was devilishly handsome, and I told myself that my interest in this man was purely for the benefit of my co-workers Lindsey and Lisa.  They would grill me with questions when they found out there was a man who oozed testosterone not far from work.  As far as my friends were concerned, any good-looking man was reason for excitement.  They could be lawyers, cowboys, geeks or construction workers--they prided themselves on being equal opportunity viewers.  It's a hobby, not unlike bird watching or wine tasting, they'd claim.

With one last look at the man I headed off down the street.  Before I knew it, I was standing outside the tall glass double doors of the large building that housed our offices.  There were over a dozen reasons why I should be hurrying back to my desk and yet I stood outside fumbling around in my purse for a stick of gum.  Not finding any, I detoured by the newspaper stand. 

When I finally stepped into the office Lindsey greeted me, "UPS called and said they have a package for you."

"For me?  I didn't order anything.  Did they say who it's from?"  I asked.

"Nope just that you should pick it up by five."

"That's odd.  I know I didn't order anything," I said.

"Why don't you go now and then you'll know, I'll cover for you," Lisa said.

"Hmmm, should I walk or drive.  Did they mention the size of the package?"

Lindsey laughed.  "I wasn't about to ask the guy the size of his package over the phone."