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New York Times bestselling author Penny Reid’s The Laws of Physics Trilogy is complete with TIME!
A (brokenhearted) physicist.
Now an infamous (who is LITERALLY EVERYWHERE!! UGH!)
musician.
The worst has already happened.
Mona has learned that she has nothing figured out and
plans are meaningless. After leaving her in Aspen, Abram is now breaking
sales-records, rising to rock star fame almost overnight. Mona can’t seem to
escape him. He is literally everywhere, or at least images of him are.
Just when she thinks things can't get any more confusing,
Abram returns . . . What happens next? Only TIME will tell.
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Excerpt:
I
wrapped my arms around her body, lifted her off the ground, and kissed her
lips.
She was warm, and
soft, and tasted like peppermint and honey. I bit back a groan.
God,
she felt good. Great. Celestial. Heavenly.
I may have surprised her, but she responded immediately, enthusiastically,
twisting her arms around my neck, opening her mouth and welcoming the invasion
of mine.
It
wasn’t enough.
It
was a crumb, and I was starving. Desire—to tighten my hold, devour, take, keep,
cherish, to never let her go—obscured thought and sight, and I slipped a hand
under her shirt to touch the silky skin of her back, sliding my fingers upward
until they rested under her bra strap.
Mona
lifted her chin, breaking our mouths apart, and I kissed the point of it, the
elegant line of her jaw, the tender spot beneath her ear, the hot skin where
Mona’s graceful neck met the slope of her shoulder. I was so hungry for her, I
couldn’t stop myself from tasting every exposed inch.
“Abram,”
she said, her voice a breathless, disbelieving whisper, followed by a little
laugh. Her fingers flexed at the back of my neck, pressing me closer. Every
part of my body hummed and vibrated, unable to contain the immensity of now, of
this divine feeling.
“You’re
here,” she said, her soft voice full of wonder and happiness, soothing the
ravenous panic holding me hostage for the past six days. It had been a peculiar
kind of madness, not being able to reach her while pretending all was fine,
pretending she didn’t occupy my mind every second of the day. But receding now,
it left a new kind of turmoil and urgency in its wake.
We
had no time.
No, I corrected myself, We have time.
We have the rest of our lives.
“I
need your fu—your phone number.” I spoke gruffly against her neck, squeezing my
eyes shut and breathing her in, again and again, the heat and sweetness of
Mona.
I’d
missed her, and that was a gross understatement. I’d been speeding toward this
moment for days and being with her now felt like the aftermath of a head-on
collision. Stupefied, frantic, but determined to enjoy every shared second
remaining. My hands were shaking.
We have time. Calm down.
Calm down.
Mona
laughed lightly, the sound melodic, beautiful, and she pressed a kiss under my
ear. “Why didn’t you just ask Leo? Or send me an email?”
Leo.
I
worked to keep the darkness of my thoughts from showing on my face as I leaned
away, letting her slide to the ground but unwilling to release her fully,
fisting my unsteady hands into her T-shirt. “I couldn’t find an email for you
anywhere, and neither could Marie. She tried calling your department for me.
They told her all media requests had to go through the PR department at the
university and it would take two weeks to a month for a response.”
“Ah,
that’s true. My email is on lockdown, otherwise it gets out of hand.” She
nodded contritely. “But what about Leo?”
“Leo.”
I forced my jaw to relax and I lowered my voice but couldn’t completely
disguise the intensity of my wrath. “Leo wouldn’t give me your number.”
Mona’s hand moved
to my face, her palm pressed against my cheek, the pads of her fingers softly
stroking my beard. “What? Are you serious?”
“Yes,”
I ground out. “He said he was doing me a favor. So I flew to LA.”
“You
flew to LA?” I felt her body tense, and the moment realization dawned, her
beautiful eyes growing impossibly large as they moved over my face. “You must
be so tired and—but I wasn’t in LA, I was—”
“Here.
Yes. I found that out yesterday when I stopped by your department at Caltech
and they told me you weren’t due back until Friday,” I rushed to explain,
multitasking, using the time to devour the sight of her, soak and submerge in
the reality of being here with her.
Calm down. We. Have. Time.
's story. Review by Gia:
Time is book three is the Laws of Physics series. The series must be rad in order so you need to read Motion and Space before reading Time. This one is a good read. We continue with Mona and Abram. These two a great. They have up and downs but they are truly in love. Abram is swoon worthy and I really liked when Mona talked all science like. These two make a cute couple and this was a sweet read.
4 Amazeballs Stars!
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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