Tesla Martin is fairly content with her life. She works at Morningstar Mocha, a coffeehouse we’ve visited in other of Hart’s novels, and lives with her close friends, a married couple with two children and another on the way. She’s something of a drifter, a woman that comes from a tumultuous upbringing among hippies and communes. Her attraction to one of her regulars, Meredith, at work gets interesting when Meredith propositions Tesla to join her and her husband. In bed. And potentially on a long term basis. After consideration Tesla agrees, and she’s quickly swept into the lives of Meredith and Charlie. Things start to get complicated, however, when Meredith’s behavior turns erratic, leaving both Tesla and Charlie to pick up the pieces as they scatter.
I am a card carrying member of the Megan Hart fan club. I love her voice. It’s not always a pleasant story, but by the end you’re glad you made the journey, despite the rough emotional terrain. The Space Between Us is no different. Tesla is something of an omni-sexual – she doesn’t classify herself as bisexual, gay or straight. She just is. I thought of her as a female Jack Harkness (though of you who get that reference, brownie points for you). Tesla’s story isn’t necessarily a happy one, though she does get something of a happily-ever-after, or at least the foundation to build upon one. That said, this didn’t take as much of an emotional toll as other Hart books do. It felt a bit dreamier to me, though I can’t honestly say why. We see several characters from previous books: Sadie and Joe (Broken), Johnny (Collide), and I’m sure a few others but my memory has failed me.
I have yet to read a Megan Hart book that I flat out don’t like. While The Space Between Us didn’t move me as others have, it was an enjoyable and fascinating tale of love redefined.
The Space Between Us by Megan Hart
Romance: 3/5 Raunch: 5/5