Applied Electromagnetism
Chemistry Lessons #4
Release Date: July 2, 2019
Adam Cortinas may be gorgeous, but he’s made it clear he can’t stand Olivia—and the feeling is one hundred percent mutual. Too bad, because in order to bring the company’s new power plant online, they’re stuck with each other for the next week.
When their travel plans go horribly awry, Olivia finds herself stranded in the middle of nowhere with Adam, AKA the bane of her existence.
He’s in her space and in her head. All the forced proximity is driving Olivia insane. That’s the only explanation for these FEELINGS she’s suddenly having.
But it doesn’t change anything. They still hate each other.
Right?
Applied Electromagnetism is the fourth full-length novel in a series of standalone rom-coms about women in STEM, and the follow-up to 2019 RITA Award Finalist Advanced Physical Chemistry. Each book in the series features a new couple with their own HEA and can be read in any order.
AMAZON UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07QSSP2JV
AMAZON CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07QSSP2JV
AMAZON AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07QSSP2JV
APPLE: https://books.apple.com/us/book/applied-electromagnetism/id1460037147
B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1131279355?ean=2940156463305
KOBO: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/applied-electromagnetism-1
GOOGLE PLAY: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Susannah_Nix_Applied_Electromagnetism?id=QMmSDwAAQBAJ
About the Author
Susannah Nix is a RITA-nominated romance author who lives in Texas with her husband, two ornery cats, and a flatulent pit bull. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading, cooking, knitting, watching stupid amounts of television, and getting distracted by Tumblr. She is also a powerlifter who can deadlift as much as Captain America weighs.
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/susannahnixauthor/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Susannah_Nix
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/susannah_nix
BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/susannah-nix
Web Site: http://www.susannahnix.com/
Apple: http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1383979971
Nook: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/remedial-rocket-science-susannah-nix/1128682243
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/remedial-rocket-science-1
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=Xo9aDwAAQBAJ
Apple: http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1384176371
Nook: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/intermediate-thermodynamics-susannah-nix/1128682201
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/intermediate-thermodynamics-1
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=Yo9aDwAAQBAJ
Apple: http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1384178964
Nook: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/advanced-physical-chemistry-susannah-nix/1128682175
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/advanced-physical-chemistry
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=Zo9aDwAAQBAJ
* 2019 RITA Award Finalist in Mid-Length Contemporary Romance
Chemistry Lessons #4
Release Date: July 2, 2019
- SYNOPSIS
Adam Cortinas may be gorgeous, but he’s made it clear he can’t stand Olivia—and the feeling is one hundred percent mutual. Too bad, because in order to bring the company’s new power plant online, they’re stuck with each other for the next week.
When their travel plans go horribly awry, Olivia finds herself stranded in the middle of nowhere with Adam, AKA the bane of her existence.
He’s in her space and in her head. All the forced proximity is driving Olivia insane. That’s the only explanation for these FEELINGS she’s suddenly having.
But it doesn’t change anything. They still hate each other.
Right?
Applied Electromagnetism is the fourth full-length novel in a series of standalone rom-coms about women in STEM, and the follow-up to 2019 RITA Award Finalist Advanced Physical Chemistry. Each book in the series features a new couple with their own HEA and can be read in any order.
- GOODREADS LINK:
- PREORDER LINKS:
AMAZON UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07QSSP2JV
AMAZON CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07QSSP2JV
AMAZON AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07QSSP2JV
APPLE: https://books.apple.com/us/book/applied-electromagnetism/id1460037147
B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1131279355?ean=2940156463305
KOBO: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/applied-electromagnetism-1
GOOGLE PLAY: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Susannah_Nix_Applied_Electromagnetism?id=QMmSDwAAQBAJ
About the Author
Susannah Nix is a RITA-nominated romance author who lives in Texas with her husband, two ornery cats, and a flatulent pit bull. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading, cooking, knitting, watching stupid amounts of television, and getting distracted by Tumblr. She is also a powerlifter who can deadlift as much as Captain America weighs.
- AUTHOR SOCIAL MEDIA LINKS
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Web Site: http://www.susannahnix.com/
- OTHER BOOKS IN THE SERIES
- Remedial Rocket Science (Chemistry Lessons #1)
Apple: http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1383979971
Nook: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/remedial-rocket-science-susannah-nix/1128682243
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/remedial-rocket-science-1
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=Xo9aDwAAQBAJ
- Intermediate Thermodynamics (Chemistry Lessons #2)
Apple: http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1384176371
Nook: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/intermediate-thermodynamics-susannah-nix/1128682201
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/intermediate-thermodynamics-1
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=Yo9aDwAAQBAJ
- Advanced Physical Chemistry* (Chemistry Lessons #3)
Apple: http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1384178964
Nook: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/advanced-physical-chemistry-susannah-nix/1128682175
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/advanced-physical-chemistry
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=Zo9aDwAAQBAJ
* 2019 RITA Award Finalist in Mid-Length Contemporary Romance
Excerpt
Someone was banging on Olivia’s motel room door in the middle of the night.
She wasn’t sure how long it had been going on, because it was hard to hear over the storm raging outside. The wind had picked up considerably since she’d fallen asleep, and the roar of it was punctuated by a deafening crash of thunder.
She grabbed her phone off the nightstand to check the time and saw that it was after midnight. When she tried to turn on her lamp, she discovered the power was out.
The pounding on her door resumed with renewed vigor, accompanied this time by Adam’s voice. “Olivia! Wake up and open the fucking door!”
Relief flooded through her. She used her phone to light her way to the door and fumbled open the locks.
Adam stood outside in the rain, barefoot, in nothing but the jeans he’d been wearing earlier. “Were you asleep?” he asked incredulously. “How the hell can you sleep through this thunderstorm?” The parking lot lights were out behind him, as were the diner’s lights and the lighted sign for the motel.
A flash of lightning sliced through the sky, illuminating the rain blowing nearly sideways outside. Olivia stepped back so he could come in out of the elements, which was when she noticed he had his suitcase with him. “What’s going on? Why do you have all your stuff with you?”
He ran a hand through his hair and droplets of water flew everywhere. Several of them hit Olivia’s arm, leaving pinpricks of cold on her skin. “A tree limb got blown down and punctured the roof. Water started coming through the ceiling of my room.”
She went to get him a towel. “Shit. Is your laptop okay?” Priorities were priorities. Clothes could be replaced, but they needed both their laptops in working order tomorrow.
“Yeah, the leak was in the bathroom, so most of my stuff is okay.”
“That’s a relief.” She handed him a bath towel and pointed her phone’s light at the floor, trying not to watch as he dried off his bare torso. “Not that it’s good your room sprang a leak, but it’s good it wasn’t over the bed or something.”
Adam grunted as he ran the towel over his head, leaving his hair sticking up in spikes. Another crash of thunder rattled the window, and Olivia wondered how she had managed to sleep through all this racket. She must have been dead exhausted.
“Yeah, that’s the good news,” Adam said grimly as he draped the towel around his neck like an athlete in a locker room. “They don’t have any empty rooms because of all the people stranded by the storm.”
“Oh.” Olivia was suddenly, acutely aware of the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra and Adam was shirtless and soaking wet in her motel room—that was now their motel room, if she was correctly interpreting the situation.
“So I need to share with you.” Adam’s eyes drifted to the room’s only bed behind her.
Olivia swallowed down a wave of nervous panic. “Of course,” she told him, forcing nonchalance into her voice. “Of course you can.”
It was an emergency, and in an emergency you had to make do. Even if it meant sharing a bed with a gorgeous coworker you were totally obsessed with who didn’t like you back.
She could do this. It was a big bed. This would be fine.
Belatedly, she realized they’d been staring at each other without speaking for a weirdly long time, and her nervousness multiplied, filling her stomach with a small swarm of bees.
Adam seemed to become aware of the awkwardness at the same moment she did and turned abruptly away, dragging his suitcase into the far corner of the room. Using his phone as a light, he bent to unzip it and rummaged around inside. “I’m gonna go change into dry pants, if that’s okay.”
“Sure. Totally.” She waved him toward the bathroom door. “Make yourself at home. You can just shove my stuff aside if it’s in your way.” As the words left her lips, she suddenly remembered all the wet clothes she’d left hanging in the bathroom to dry. Both her bra and her underwear were hanging from the shower rod, right at eye level.
Adam disappeared into the bathroom, and Olivia waited for the inevitable wisecrack about her display of intimate apparel, but it never came. He was either too polite to comment on her underthings or too tired.
She tried not to imagine him on the other side of the bathroom door, confronted by her lingerie as he unfastened his pants and pushed them down his narrow hips, peeling the wet denim off his legs, leaving him in nothing but his underwear.
Assuming he even wore underwear.
Someone was banging on Olivia’s motel room door in the middle of the night.
She wasn’t sure how long it had been going on, because it was hard to hear over the storm raging outside. The wind had picked up considerably since she’d fallen asleep, and the roar of it was punctuated by a deafening crash of thunder.
She grabbed her phone off the nightstand to check the time and saw that it was after midnight. When she tried to turn on her lamp, she discovered the power was out.
The pounding on her door resumed with renewed vigor, accompanied this time by Adam’s voice. “Olivia! Wake up and open the fucking door!”
Relief flooded through her. She used her phone to light her way to the door and fumbled open the locks.
Adam stood outside in the rain, barefoot, in nothing but the jeans he’d been wearing earlier. “Were you asleep?” he asked incredulously. “How the hell can you sleep through this thunderstorm?” The parking lot lights were out behind him, as were the diner’s lights and the lighted sign for the motel.
A flash of lightning sliced through the sky, illuminating the rain blowing nearly sideways outside. Olivia stepped back so he could come in out of the elements, which was when she noticed he had his suitcase with him. “What’s going on? Why do you have all your stuff with you?”
He ran a hand through his hair and droplets of water flew everywhere. Several of them hit Olivia’s arm, leaving pinpricks of cold on her skin. “A tree limb got blown down and punctured the roof. Water started coming through the ceiling of my room.”
She went to get him a towel. “Shit. Is your laptop okay?” Priorities were priorities. Clothes could be replaced, but they needed both their laptops in working order tomorrow.
“Yeah, the leak was in the bathroom, so most of my stuff is okay.”
“That’s a relief.” She handed him a bath towel and pointed her phone’s light at the floor, trying not to watch as he dried off his bare torso. “Not that it’s good your room sprang a leak, but it’s good it wasn’t over the bed or something.”
Adam grunted as he ran the towel over his head, leaving his hair sticking up in spikes. Another crash of thunder rattled the window, and Olivia wondered how she had managed to sleep through all this racket. She must have been dead exhausted.
“Yeah, that’s the good news,” Adam said grimly as he draped the towel around his neck like an athlete in a locker room. “They don’t have any empty rooms because of all the people stranded by the storm.”
“Oh.” Olivia was suddenly, acutely aware of the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra and Adam was shirtless and soaking wet in her motel room—that was now their motel room, if she was correctly interpreting the situation.
“So I need to share with you.” Adam’s eyes drifted to the room’s only bed behind her.
Olivia swallowed down a wave of nervous panic. “Of course,” she told him, forcing nonchalance into her voice. “Of course you can.”
It was an emergency, and in an emergency you had to make do. Even if it meant sharing a bed with a gorgeous coworker you were totally obsessed with who didn’t like you back.
She could do this. It was a big bed. This would be fine.
Belatedly, she realized they’d been staring at each other without speaking for a weirdly long time, and her nervousness multiplied, filling her stomach with a small swarm of bees.
Adam seemed to become aware of the awkwardness at the same moment she did and turned abruptly away, dragging his suitcase into the far corner of the room. Using his phone as a light, he bent to unzip it and rummaged around inside. “I’m gonna go change into dry pants, if that’s okay.”
“Sure. Totally.” She waved him toward the bathroom door. “Make yourself at home. You can just shove my stuff aside if it’s in your way.” As the words left her lips, she suddenly remembered all the wet clothes she’d left hanging in the bathroom to dry. Both her bra and her underwear were hanging from the shower rod, right at eye level.
Adam disappeared into the bathroom, and Olivia waited for the inevitable wisecrack about her display of intimate apparel, but it never came. He was either too polite to comment on her underthings or too tired.
She tried not to imagine him on the other side of the bathroom door, confronted by her lingerie as he unfastened his pants and pushed them down his narrow hips, peeling the wet denim off his legs, leaving him in nothing but his underwear.
Assuming he even wore underwear.
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