The Geographer's Map to Romance (Love's Academic #2)

by India Holton

He’d chosen to study physical geography not only because of all the fun math involved, but also because he assumed there’d be minimal association with humans, and by the time he’d been introduced to words like “diplomacy” and “negotiations” and “teaching students if you want to get any income from your work,” it had been too late to become a tax auditor instead.

The building proved to be an inn named the Queen Mab. Its lobby glowed with luxuriant, red-gold light from a peat-burning hearth fire that promised warmth, coziness, and slow death from carbon monoxide poisoning.

“Yes. The telescope in your trouser pocket is pressing against me.” “I don’t have a telescope in my trouser pocket.”