Space by Penny Reid
Series: Laws of Physics #2, Hypothesis #2.2
Also in this series: Motion, Attraction, Heat
Published by Cipher-Naught on March 11th 2019
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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All she wants is forgiveness, and all he wants is revenge...
From the New York Times Bestselling Author Penny Reid
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.
Laws of Physics parts 1 (MOTION) & 2 (SPACE) end with a cliffhanger.Part 3 (TIME) will be released April 15, 2019
I voluntarily reviewed a complimentary copy of this book.
I think I’ve said this before, but every book I read of Ms. Reid’s just cements my belief that she is a freaking genius. I read Space in more or less one sitting and once I started it, I had to force myself to put it down.
Now, a warning to those readers who cry (like me), if you don’t want to show puffy eyes to the outside world, you better have a box of Kleenex and a few hours to recuperate after finishing. Man! This book slew me. It was a freaking roller coaster of feelings with ups and downs, upside flips that had my tummy fluttering and free falls that had me clenching my fists and threatening bodily harm to my kindle.
Space takes place two and a half years after that fated week when Mona’s entire existence was flipped on its axis after she met Abram. Both changed after the experience, Mona is finally able to present herself to him as well… herself instead of pretending to be Lisa. Stuck in the same house for a whole week, the feelings that were put in motion (see what I did there? Ha!) after their time together will be put to the test.
I loved this book as hard as I completely hated some things that happened. I was tempted to take a picture of all the tissues I went through as a visual aid to how involved with the story and connected to the characters I was… but then thought it might be kinda gross…
In Space, with the PoV of the story shifting from him to Mona, we finally get to be in Abram’s head, which made this absolute perfection. Abram is the sweetest, most tender sexy badass musician I’ve ever read about and he had me melting into a puddle of goo even when I wanted to hate him for being a jerk (though it was totally warranted). His insights about Mona along with her subsequent revelations broke my heart time and again, with Abram swooping in to sooth the hurt away. Really, these two together were sweet, hot, adorkable and cute. Sometimes all four at the same time.
I completely and utterly LOVED EVERY FREAKING THING ABOUT THIS BOOK, except the fact that it’s the second part in a trilogy. Now I have to wait another WHOLE FREAKING MONTH before getting the highly anticipated end to this epic love story. Seriously, what the hell was I thinking? *insert uber tantrum gif here* I don’t care if you’re waiting for all the parts of this story to be out before reading it or you’re just masochistic like me and reading it as it comes out I can 100% guarantee this is a story you don’t want to miss.
Rating: 5 “I will burst for sure waiting for the ending” Stars
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“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.
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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