Remedial Rocket Science: A Romantic Comedy (Chemistry Lessons Book 1) by Susannah Nix

Author:Susannah Nix [Nix, Susannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Haver Street Press
Published: 2017-08-20T16:00:00+00:00

Here was a thing Melody had not known about Jeremy Sauer: he still lived with his mother.

In Professor Xavier’s mansion from X-Men, apparently—or something that looked like the Hollywood Hills equivalent of it. Which—okay, if Melody’s mom lived in a freaking mansion, she might still be living at home, too. Except, no, scratch that, not even in a mansion would she ever again live with her mother voluntarily.

“Wow.” Melody goggled at the imposing architecture as she parked her car on the circular driveway in front of the massive front door. “What’s it like, living in a castle?”

Jeremy gave an indifferent shrug. “It’s just a house.” He seemed to have sobered up a little on the drive, but his mood still left something to be desired.

“Really? ’Cause it looks exactly like the fairytale castles I used to imagine when I was a kid playing princess and the dragon. My dog Waffles was the dragon—he was a dachshund. Very ferocious.” She held her hands up in the shape of claws and made a ferocious face.

The corner of Jeremy’s mouth dimpled into something that might almost have been a smile. “Do you want to see the inside? Since you’re here.”

“Inside there? I don’t think I’m dressed for it.”

“You’re dressed fine. It’s not black tie. It’s my house.” He tilted his head. “Come on, I’ll give you a tour,” he said, pushing the car door open.

Melody turned off the engine and followed him, because how often did you get an invitation to see Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous up close and personal?

He held the heavy wooden front door open and gestured her into a large entry hall. Inside, the house was as still and solemn as a museum after hours. Silvery light slanted in through a bank of cut-glass windows on the landing above, illuminating an enormous stone fireplace that looked like it belonged in a Viking earl’s mead hall. A collection of stuffy formal furniture was arranged artfully around the room.

Between the somber furnishings, the dark paneling, and the gothic architectural elements, the effect was a lot more Haunting of Hill House than cozy family home. The only thing remotely warm or personal was a round table holding a collection of framed family photos.

“Is that you and Hannah?” she asked, pointing to a picture of a big-toothed boy with a cowlick holding a baby in his lap.

He smiled faintly. “Yeah, she spit up all over me two seconds after that picture was taken.”

The photo beside it was of a gawky, teenaged Jeremy and a man who could only be his father standing on the deck of boat. “You look just like your dad.”

“That’s what everybody says.” Jeremy gazed at the picture a moment before tilting his head. “Come on. You’ll probably like the library.”

“Library?” Melody said, brightening at the prospect. “Yes, please.”

He ushered her down a hallway lined with oil paintings in heavy gilt frames and into the library. Wide-eyed, she drifted to the middle of the room and spun slowly, taking in the space around her.

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