Reading the Paranormal: Space by Penny Reid [Review]

Space (Laws of Physics #2, Hypothesis #2.2) by Penny Reid
Format: ebook
Source: provided for review
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Date read: February 2, 2019

Hypothesis
(Elements of Chemistry)
1.1. Attraction
1.2. Heat
1.3. Capture
(Laws of Physics)
2.1. Motion
2.2. Space - Paperback | Kindle
2.3. Time

Penny Reid
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Synopsis (Goodreads):

One week.
Private cabin.
Famous physicist.
Still an unrepentant slacker.
What’s the worst that could happen?

Mona’s meticulously planned allotment of relaxation is thrown into chaos by the unscheduled appearance of her older brother’s band of friends, including the one person she'd hoped to never face again. Abram still makes her feel entirely too much, which is one of the reasons she disappeared after their one week together. But now, trapped on a mountain of snow and things unspoken, Mona will have to find a way to coexist with Abram, chaos and all.

Thoughts on Space: I am LOVING the evolution of Mona and Abram's relationship. Mona did a thing that cut her deeply for a good reason and she's lived with the consequences of her actions since. Abram might not be as smart as Mona, but he's no slouch in the brains department either and he wants answers to the questions that have arisen from that week he and Mona/Lisa spent together.

It's not pretty. Both of them have to face a few hard truths and juuussssst when they think they've caught a break and things *might* be moving in the direction they want it to move in...THINGS HAPPEN.

Unfortunately, a lot of those things are in Mona's head. The odd circumstances of her childhood coupled with what is expected of her as such a brilliant, young mind have given her a warped perception of herself and those around her. She has more than a few mental/emotional roadblocks to resolve before she and Abram can ever really be a couple in the truest sense of the word.

Like I said, THINGS. They get in the way. In the best way, of course.

Honestly, this series is probably going to kill me of all the emotions before it's through. I want these two to find common ground so badly and yet life and circumstances keep pulling them in opposite directions.

Hope runs strong, though. Their HEA is going to rock my socks off.

Excerpt:

“Hi—hello,” she said, stepping forward but not out of the way, drawing my attention.

She was still staring at me, her face still pale, but her eyes had turned searching instead of stunned.

“I—” She stopped herself, swallowing, her gaze dropping to the front of my coat, a cute little frown furrowing her eyebrows. In the next moment, she was pulling off the glove of her right hand. Abruptly, she shoved the ungloved fingers toward me, returning her eyes to mine. “I’m Mona.”

I suppressed my disbelief at her small action before it could break my outward mask of calm. I wasn’t calm. Just to be clear, I was the opposite of calm.

The fact that she was introducing herself to me now meant that she thought I was too stupid to figure out her lies over the last two-and-a-half-fucking years. She was arguably one of the smartest people in the world, after all. To her, people like me must seem like housebroken pets. So it shouldn’t have surprised me. But it did. The tension and tightness around my ribs reappeared, squeezing uncomfortably.

Dropping my attention to her bare hand, I pressed my lips into a tighter line, dismissing the way my pulse jumped at the sight of her wrist, the olive tone of her skin under the yellow string lights overhead. Glaring at her outstretched offering, I considered telling her to go to hell.

I considered it, but I wouldn’t.

I didn’t trust myself to speak, that was reason number one.

The other reason was harder to explain, or use as a justification, or admit to myself. Staring at her hand, I braced against a sudden flare of hunger. She might consider me a lower life-form, but that didn’t change the fact that I wanted to touch her. I wanted to touch her more than I wanted to tell her to go to hell, and that was fucking pitiful.

But there it was.

Acting on the compulsion, I lifted my right hand and tugged off the ski glove, sliding my warm palm against her much colder one. Her hand felt good in my hand, the right weight, the right size, the right texture, and I inhaled freezing air.

Mona also seemed to suck in a slow but expansive breath as our hands touched, held. This brought my eyes back to hers in time to see her lashes flutter. Pink colored her previously pale cheeks. The sound of the wailing wind, the sting of the air and frost momentarily melted away, leaving just her, her soft skin warming against mine, her beautiful face filling my vision.

So beautiful.

She really was. She was stunning. I hated that she was still so beautiful to me.

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Meet Penny Reid:

Penny Reid is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Best Selling Author of the Winston Brothers, Knitting in the City, Rugby, and Hypothesis series. She used to spend her days writing federal grant proposals as a biomedical researcher, but now she just writes books. She’s also a full time mom to three diminutive adults, wife, daughter, knitter, crocheter, sewer, general crafter, and thought ninja.

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