From lots of practice for her role as concertmaster for the Asheville symphony, to lots of practice for playing violin at her church (she's Mormon), just adds up to lots and lots of practice. (If real life musicians do the same amount, which I suspect they do, then wow. Playing an instrument full time takes a tremendous amount of commitment!) Not to mention that she's moved back home to help care for her mother. I suspect that's one thing that connected me to this story because I understand exactly how Emma felt about wanting to be there for her mom. So yes, Emma's a busy woman. But then she meets Elliott and oh my! Those two have quite a bit of chemistry and watching them together is wonderful. As they're both musicians, they understand each other. While their first few meetings might involve more embarrassment than cuteness, once they become friends their interactions were loads of fun! Especially a certain music battle through the wall. I loved that bit! :)
Once they begin to spend time together, they just get ever more adorable. And that's pretty much what kept me reading! Lilly and Trav's drama is an interesting addition to the story, but I skimmed through much of it just to get to Emma and Elliott's parts. Watching as they make so many mistakes, yet strive to learn from them and do better, and ultimately watching them fall in love is awfully sweet. They help each other grow, what more can a reader ask for?
It's not a perfect story, there were times it was a bit slow or didn't flow as smoothly as other parts, but I wasn't looking for perfection. I was just looking for a fun story that would make me smile and this one definitely fit that criteria! :)
**I received a complimentary copy via Netgalley in exchange for my honest review.
Lilly rolled her eyes. "Don't psych yourself out. You'll be fine. Besides, it's probably not even him."
"So what if it isn't? It only has to be someone who's mildly attractive for me to act like an idiot." I blew out a frustrated breath. My responsibility to welcome the new guy suddenly felt a little like a death march. Or at least a really bad stomach virus. "Why did I agree to do this?"
"Because you're single and human and he's a guy. This is not rocket science."
"Life is too short to waste on misspoken words and wounded feelings."