One year. Nine events. Nine chances to . . . fall in love?
Weddings. Funerals. Barbecues. New Year’s Eve parties. Name the occasion, and Sophie Evans will be there. Well, she has to be there. Sophie works for the local florist, so she can be found at every big event in her small hometown, arranging bouquets and managing family dramas.
Enter Andrew Hart. The son of the fancy new chef in town, Andrew is suddenly required to attend all the same events as Sophie. Entitled, arrogant, preppy Andrew. Sophie just wants to get her job done and finish up her sketches so she can apply to design school. But every time she turns around, there is Andrew, getting in her way and making her life more complicated. Until one day she wonders if maybe complicated isn’t so bad after all . . .
Told over the course of one year and following Sophie from event to event, this delightful novel from master of romantic comedy Kasie West shows how love can blossom in unexpected places.
I loved how different sections of the book were split with flowers and their meaning.
While growing, sunflowers tilt their faces to follow the sun throughout the day. So if a mother is like the sun and her child is like the flower … Well, the analogy speaks for itself. Mothers are super important.
And reading on, the flowers seem to make more than a connecting dot between the main heroine of the story and the other heart-throbs and events just waiting to happen. If you’re a mushy softy book reader like I am (well, most days), the stories will make you smile and make your heart tingle just a little bit reminding you of your first love or of your first dance.
We did our awkward dance to the bathroom, where he opened the door and led me in. There was a long counter and I leaned back up against it.
“Here,” he said, “just let me.”
He put his hands on my waist, and I wasn’t sure what he was trying to do until he lifted me onto the counter. I let out a little gasp. He offered me a wide smile, then shook his head, sending water spraying. I held up my hands with a squeal I hadn’t meant to release. He laughed and then squatted down, his hand brushing along my calf until it reached my ankle. Tingles spread up my leg all the way to my stomach. My cheeks went hot, and I leaned my head back against the mirror to try to keep that fact to myself. He wasn’t allowed to have this kind of effect on me.
“Wow,” he said.
Sophie’s whole dream has always been to be a fashion designer and move to New York to make it big. She never wanted to stay in her small town—–or even considered it as an option—–because she always wanted to get away because she thought her dreams couldn’t be achieved unless she went to a great place to achieve it. Sophie sounded like a genuine fashion designer who loved what she did, but one of the things in this book is that she felt really uninspired before Andrew came along. As an artist in any field—-painter, a dancer, a writer, a photographer—–its natural that you come across those periods where you feel unmotivated or uncreative, so I could understand where Sophie was coming from. I also understood how insignificant and nervous she felt when thinking about creating her portfolio. Most of her designs were based off of other designs, so they weren’t ‘unique’ or ‘original’ like all the colleges were looking for. So for a brief part of the story, Sophie began to question if she should really pursue New York. That hesitation amplified when Andrew kind of said she wouldn’t make it in New York as a country girl—–and can we just say that Sophie completely exaggerated what Andrew said because those exact words of “you’re not going to make it in New York,” never really came from his mouth
It’s a lovely rom-com romance, perfect for a summer evening, where anything can happen!