The Intimacy Experiment by Rosie Danan (English) Paperback Book

Description: The Intimacy Experiment by Rosie Danan "Danan is becoming a go-to author."—New York Times Book ReviewNaomi and Ethan will test the boundaries of love in this provocative romance from the author of the ground-breaking debut, The Roommate.Naomi Grant has built her life around going against the grain. After the sex-positive start-up she cofounded becomes an international sensation, she wants to extend her educational platform to live lecturing. Unfortunately, despite her long list of qualifications, higher ed wont hire her.Ethan Cohen has recently received two honors: LA Mag nominated him as one of the citys hottest bachelors and he became rabbi of his own synagogue. Low on both funds and congregants, the executive board of Ethans new shul hired him with the hopes that his nontraditional background will attract more millennials to the faith. Theyve given him three months to turn things around or else theyll close the doors of his synagogue for good.Naomi and Ethan join forces to host a buzzy seminar series on Modern Intimacy, the perfect solution to their problems--until they discover a new one--their growing attraction to each other. Theyve built the syllabus for loves latest experiment, but neither of them expected theyd be the ones putting it to the test. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Author Biography Rosie Danan writes steamy, bighearted books about the trials and triumphs of modern love. When not writing, she enjoys jogging slowly to fast music, petting other peoples dogs, and competing against herself in rounds of Chopped using the miscellaneous ingredients occupying her fridge. As an American expat living in London, Rosie regularly finds herself borrowing slang that doesnt belong to her. Review Almas Best Jewish Romance of the Year"Danans book is at its very best when its connecting faith, trust, strength and desire in complex ways...an ambitious and rewarding story."—New York Times Book Review "This follow-up to Danans steamy 2020 debut The Roommate is filled with humor, healing, and heady good times (and, yes, that is a naughty pun)."—Vulture"Rosie Danan has a staggering gift for subverting expectations . . . The Intimacy Experiment on the whole, is a blessing of a book —tender, bruising, sexy, and transcendent."—Entertainment Weekly"I could cry about how much I love Naomi and Ethan. Rosie Danans writing brims with compassion and wit, and theres a tenderness that runs underneath everything—even when her characters are positive theyre not falling for each other. A stunning, subversive romance that made me proud to be Jewish."—Rachel Lynn Solomon, author of The Ex Talk "The Intimacy Experiment by Rosie Danan is effervescent. It is the perfect combination of endearing vulnerability, swoon-worthy romance, and scorching chemistry. Rosie Danan brings us a charming exploration of the intersections of sex, love, faith, and identity in a fiercely feminist novel that will leave you breathless."—Denise Williams, author of How to Fail at Flirting "The Intimacy Experiment delivers on every promise: humor, steam, and an unlikely couple that readers will not only fight for, but admire."—Felicia Grossman, author of Dalliances and Devotion"Focusing on prejudices and preconceived notions people may have about both sex workers and Jewish folks, this book brings patience, love, understanding, and high heat to the budding relationship between two apparent opposites who find themselves extremely attracted to each other."—Book & Film Globe Review Quote " The Roommate is a book about people expanding into their best possible selves -- about embracing pleasure, loving unabashedly and fighting exploitation and small-mindedness. Warmly funny and gorgeously sexy, this porn-star romance is the most wholesome thing Ive read in ages." -- New York Times Book Review "I could cry about how much I love Naomi and Ethan. Rosie Danans writing brims with compassion and wit, and theres a tenderness that runs underneath everything--even when her characters are positive theyre not falling for each other. A stunning, subversive romance that made me proud to be Jewish."-- Rachel Lynn Solomon, author of The Ex Talk " The Intimacy Experiment delivers on every promise: humor, steam, and an unlikely couple that readers will not only fight for, but admire." --Felcia Grossman, author of Dalliances and Devotion Excerpt from Book Chapter One Naomi Grant knew that every superhero worth their salt had a secret identity. An alter ego that represented their humanity and kept them tethered to "the real world," usually by virtue of being unassuming-Bruce Wayne notwithstanding. Naomi could relate, though her given name was dusty from disuse. Hannah Sturm, with her easy smiles and trusting eyes, hadnt made a public appearance in over a decade. And why would she? Naomi Grant was the one people wanted. The one musicians invited to launch parties. The woman paparazzi followed to the drugstore. The shiny sexpot that tech moguls attempted to fuck when they wanted to feel edgy. Of course, Naomi Grant wasnt a superhero. She was a porn star. Well, former porn star turned co-CEO of an inclusive sex education start-up. Try fitting that on a business card. Her superpowers, at least most of the marketable ones, were of the distinctly bedroom variety. There wasnt much use for her lauded talents here, at the Los Angeles Convention Center for a national teaching conference full of harried, unappreciated, and underpaid people in sensible shoes. At the registration desk this morning, bent over her blank name tag, a strange urge to write Hannah had flitted across her brain. The impulse was so strong, she had to stop her hand from moving, from clumsily following the long-dormant instinct to re-create a signature that no longer belonged to her. It would have been nice to slip on anonymity for a few hours. Hannah could blend in with a crowd, while Naomi, in unforgiving contrast, had been born, or rather made, to stand out. Ever since her thirtieth birthday had come and gone last year, Naomi had spent an inordinate amount of time thinking about the seams of her identity. Making sure no one found out that the line separating where Naomi Grant ended and Hannah Sturm began had grown wan and thin. Some days the current pulling her toward her past was an undertow that threatened to take her out at the knees. It didnt help that her best friends and business partners, the people she spent the most time with, were normal-adjacent. Engaged. Homeowners. Sure, Clara and Josh fucked more than average, but that hadnt stopped them from sending out a saccharine Christmas card this year. It was still hanging on her fridge in March. Yesterday, shed caught herself smiling at it when she went to get cream for her coffee. Gross. Hannah would have known better than to show up to an all-day teaching convention wearing vegan leather pants and a bra that left her trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey. But at least Naomi wasnt the only one uncomfortable in this lecture hall. Behind his lectern at the front, the poor workshop instructor was sweating bullets. "Thank you all for joining me today." A crack of piercing static cut through the room as he brought his mouth too close to the microphone. Naomi winced. "Lets kick off todays inclusive design workshop with some brief introductions. Id like to get a sense of what and where you teach so I can tailor my materials to your collective use cases. Lets stand, shall we?" Everyone got to their feet in the slow, grumbly way that stank of collective reluctance. This conference on the future of education had seemed like a good idea last month when Naomi had received yet another rejection on an application for an adjunct professorial position at the local community college. She figured the broad appeal of the programming would provide opportunities for her to network in expanded education circles, as well as the chance to learn new techniques for Shameless, the subscription web platform she ran. It was a stretch that adding conference attendance as a credentials line on her rZsumZ would convince higher ed to take her accomplishments in the analysis of human sexuality and relationship dynamics seriously, but shed run out of better ideas. To her left, a man in his midfifties introduced himself as a medieval literature professor from Green Bay. This wasnt exactly her usual crowd. She had a feeling her fellow educators werent going to warm to her subject matter expertise in quite the same way they did to more benign departments. She braced herself for the impending impact of leers and jeers, but the shift in her normally fluid posture felt like overkill. Hadnt she faced worse crowds than this? Back in her waitressing days, shed once hosed down a pack of drunk frat boys on the Venice boardwalk. The workshop attendees moved through the rows of participants at a rapid clip. Classics. Communications. Molecular biology. Naomi pressed her tongue against the back of her bottom teeth, an old habit from when shed had it pierced and the sound of stainless steel meeting bone warded off strangers. She liked to pretend she found average people boring. With their sitcoms and their mortgage payments and their shame over what made them hot. But the truth was, she knew better than anyone how quickly they could turn hostile, especially in groups as large as this one. Naomi swept her hair off her damp neck, snuffing her flight response before it could flicker fully to life. Shed paid good money to be here and had just as much right to stand in this sweaty auditorium as anyone else. Ever since shed finished getting her masters in social psych last year, shed missed classrooms. Not just the physical environment, but the energy. The exchange of knowledge. She loved testing hypotheses, which made sense when you considered the fact that her entire adult life was built on the principle of proving other people wrong. Finally, every pair of inquisitive eyes in the room turned her way. Her throat went tight. She wished shed bought a soda on her way in. Something cool and fizzy enough that the bubbles stung her nose. She knew soda was a nutritionists nightmare, but that was half of the appeal on the rare occasion she indulged. It was like the way a drag on a cigarette made her feel like shed been cast in a film noir for a moment, before she remembered she was taking years off her own life with each inhale. There was something about flirting, just a little-the tiniest sip-with her own destruction that appealed to the darkness in her. "Hi there." Naomis stage voice came out unbidden, husky and inviting. She shook it off. These people wouldnt appreciate her Jessica Rabbit impression. "Im Naomi Grant and Im a sex educator." A few participants bristled at the word sex. One womans eyes popped wide like umbrellas. How predictably pedestrian. The familiar pleasure of shocking sensibilities rushed over her and she cocked her hip. "I run a website, Shameless, focused on promoting healthy and satisfying emotional and physical intimacy through instructive videos, essays, and interactive tutorials." Green Bay coughed hard enough to make an angry vein throb in his forehead. "Our online platform features content that blends education and entertainment and has a monthly paid subscriber base of about five million global users." She recited the practiced sales pitch with as much bravado as she could muster in the face of so many furrowed brows. "Im hoping to extend my classroom into face-to-face learning environments." The instructor nodded, making a valiant attempt to look nonplussed. "And have you found success in that endeavor?" She gave him a rueful smile. "I havent"-she read off his name tag-"Howard." Poor guy, he never could have imagined when he woke up this morning that hed accidentally trip the wire on her bruised pride. "Ive reached out to a few colleges and community organizers, have even made it to final-round interviews for a few positions, but as it turns out, some people," she said with a pointed look around the room, "are resistant to hiring a lauded sex worker to join their faculty." A low hum of conversation broke across the room as her words landed. Everyone else had just given their name and the subject they taught, but Naomi wasnt satisfied with the mixture of skepticism and confusion her introduction had received. A ridiculous urge to make these strangers understand her experience kept her talking, even when she knew theyd wave away her qualifications like everyone else. "Look, I think we can all agree that pompousness and privilege rule academia. Its bullshit." "Umm." A man raised his hand to interject. Naomi ignored him. "Ive got an advanced degree from Cal State. My website collects over a billion data points about relationship dynamics and sex annually, and I have the unique lived experience of navigating intimacy as not only an adult performer but a public figure to boot. Youd think that would qualify me to teach people how to establish intimate connections, but apparently"-she threw her arms up-"youd be wrong." Enough people had told her no at this point that her mind had turned earning acceptance from a stuffy institution into a dare. She wanted the gravitas of an employer with an established name. Besides, shed already built Shameless from the ground up, and while a start-up was rewarding, it was also exhausting. "Dont you think, Howard, that the world would be a better place if we opened a dialogue that made people feel comfortable advocating Details ISBN0593101626 Author Rosie Danan Pages 336 Language English Year 2021 ISBN-10 0593101626 ISBN-13 9780593101629 Format Paperback Country of Publication United States AU Release Date 2021-04-06 NZ Release Date 2021-04-06 US Release Date 2021-04-06 Series The Shameless Series UK Release Date 1900-01-01 Publisher Penguin Putnam Inc Publication Date 2021-04-06 Imprint Berkley Publishing Corporation,U.S. DEWEY 813.6 Series Number 2 Audience General We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. 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