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Blog Tour ~ #BookReview and #Excerpt Space by Penny Reid

Hello lovely readers, hope March is treating you well. Weather wise it’s getting hot in India so there’s a lot of drinks and leisurely stories for me. For today’s story I have, Penny Reid’s latest Space which is Book 2 on the Laws of Physics Trilogy. It is very good so without further ado Happy Reading and discovering.


Title – Space

Author – Penny Reid

Published – March 2019

Rating – 4.5/5

Set in – America


Space, the second book in the all-new Laws of Physics Trilogy from Wall Street Journal and New York Times bestselling author Penny Reid, is available now!

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.

Laws of Physics is the second trilogy in the Hypothesis series; Laws of Physics parts 1 (MOTION) & 2 (SPACE) end with a cliffhanger.

My thoughts

In Space, book 2,in the Laws of Physics Trilogy, we see Mona and Abram meet a few years, after their for meeting. A couple of years back Mona and Abram spend time together in her Chicago home, where Abram thinks she is her twin.

Fast forward, these 2 are back in her family’s ski house for a week. Being in close proximity sparks fly bit so does anger, unresolved feelings. They give into their feelings and Mona being the straightforward rocket scientist gives it straight to Abram. Who, being the brooding, temperamental musician reacts as expected.

So, I loved how the couple tries to resist each other despite the strong chemistry and deeper feelings they have for each other. It’s amusing to see then bicker, banter and outright fight too.

It’s beautiful to see simple, honest communication between two people who like each other. The messiness, overwhelming feelings, see saw of emotions makes for a good read. Music in the backdrop just makes a fitting setting for their emotions and confessions.

Now, to wait and see how these two make it work with their differences. Roll on April for the conclusion to Mona and Abram’s love story.

For a sneak in to how Abram feels about Mona, keep reading for an excerpt. Also, head on to the Blog home page for my #bookreview on Motion, to see how their story started.

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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.
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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Reviewed by Bharti

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