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 Title: Imperfect Chemistry
Author: Mary Frame
Genre: New Adult Romantic Comedy
Published: April 20, 2014
Pages: 198
Ages: 18+

Synopsis: Lucy London puts the word genius to shame. Having obtained her PhD in microbiology by the age of twenty, she's amassed a wealth of knowledge, but one subject still eludes her-people. The pendulum of passions experienced by those around her both confuses and intrigues her, so when she's offered a grant to study emotion as a pathogen, she jumps on the opportunity. When her attempts to come up with an actual experiment quickly drop from lackluster to nonexistent, she's given a choice: figure out how to conduct a groundbreaking study on passion, or lose both the grant and her position at the university. Put on leave until she can crack the perfect proposal, she finds there's only one way she can study emotions-by experiencing them herself. Enter Jensen Walker, Lucy's neighbor and the one person on the planet she finds strangely and maddeningly appealing. Jensen's life is the stuff of campus legend, messy, emotional, complicated-in short, the perfect starting point for Lucy's study. When her tenaciousness wears him down and he consents to help her, sparks fly. To her surprise, Lucy finds herself battling with her own emotions, as foreign as they are intense. With the clock ticking on her deadline, Lucy must decide what's more important: analyzing her passions...or giving in to them?

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“How do you know when you’re attracted to someone?” I ask.

“That’s…a tough question.” He thinks for a second, rubbing his chin with his fingers. I realize he has nice fingers, long and sensitive-looking, but still somehow masculine. He moves them from his chin to his lap. “I guess there’s the physical response,” he says finally.

I drag my eyes from his fingers to his face. “Do you experience an erection every time you see someone you consider attractive?”

“What?” He looks a bit shocked when his eyes meet mine. “No. I mean, sort of. I mean, not really.”

I sigh. “Can you be more specific?”

He thinks for a few seconds. “I suppose if we’re talking attraction then I would have to admit that yes, I feel aroused almost every time I see someone I’m attracted to. Or if I think about someone I’m attracted to.”

“Okay. That’s the scientific response.” I really shouldn’t have to point out that I am aware of that aspect of it. “I want to know what you feel beyond that.”

“Well, there’s a difference between finding someone attractive and actually liking someone and wanting to be with them for more than just the carnal part.”


“When emotions are involved, everything is just…more.”

“More what?”

“More exciting. More nerve-wracking. More intense when it’s good, and more painful when it’s bad.”

I consider this for a moment and try to imagine feeling that way about anyone.

I fail.

“Is this helping you at all?” he asks after a moment of silence.

“I’m not sure.”

“You haven’t been typing anything.”

I look at the blank screen in front of me. “I know.”

“So what’s next Dr. Lucy?” he asks.

I consider the information he’s given me and what I already know about developing relationships. “What about kissing?” I ask. I believe that is the first indicator of an evolving emotional connection. The first milestone, if you will.


I raise my eyebrows at him.

“Right. Kissing.” He nods and then he’s suddenly very focused on me. “Wait, have you ever been kissed?”

“Let’s just assume that my experience in that area is negligible,” I say.

“Is that a no?”

“It means that my knowledge of kissing is that the exchange of saliva allows lovers to explore the immune system of their partners in order to promote genetic diversity.”

His eyes are locked onto mine. His head shakes slowly back and forth. “I can’t believe you’ve never been kissed.”

“I’ve been kissed.”

“Then why do you need to know about kissing?”

I shrug. “The kissing I’ve experienced, there was no passion. It was more clinical, an experiment to see what it might be like.”

A small smile plays around his mouth. “Was it with another chick?”



About the Author

Mary Frame is a full time mother and wife with a full time job. She has no idea how she manages to write novels, except that it involves copious amounts of wine. She doesn't enjoy writing about herself in third person, but she does enjoy reading, writing, dancing, and damaging the ear drums of her co-workers when she randomly decides to sing to them.

She lives in Reno, Nevada with her husband, two children and a border collie named Stella.
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