Rocket Science (Love Logic, #1)

by K.M. Neuhold

People, on the other hand, rarely do what I expect. They say things that are different than what they mean, they laugh and tease, they lie. People don’t make sense the way physics and numbers do; they don’t even try to.

I slip into the chair and fold my hands on the table in front of me, more acutely aware of them than I usually am. Hands are an odd thing, so useful and yet perpetually in the way.

I bristle at the idea of anyone else touching him, but I know that’s insane. Like he said, we’re nothing but atoms crashing into each other. But I have to admit, I’m starting to wonder if we’ll survive the inevitable explosion.

“Ridiculously hot guys. Like, all the firemen hang out there after their shifts.” “Way to bury the lead; always start with firemen,” he scolds. “What are we waiting for?”

The pleasure washes over me in long waves that feel like they’ll never end, the beast in my soul soothed for the single moment that Elijah couldn’t possibly be anything but mine.

He cups my jaw in his hand and holds my gaze. “You are the absolute love of my life. If we needed to move to the moon for you to do your crazy scientist shit, then that’s what we’d do.”