We can't keep meeting like this / Rachel LynnSolomon
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- 9781534440272
- Fiction SOL-R
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BITS Pilani Hyderabad | FIC | Fiction "1st Floor" | Fiction SOL-R (Browse shelf(Opens below)) | Available | 45599 |
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A wedding harpist disillusioned with love and a hopeless romantic cater-waiter flirt and fight their way through a summer of weddings in this effervescent romantic comedy from the acclaimed author of Today Tonight Tomorrow. Quinn Berkowitz and Tarek Mansour’s families have been in business together for years: Quinn’s parents are wedding planners, and Tarek’s own a catering company. At the end of last summer, Quinn confessed her crush on him in the form of a rambling email—and then he left for college without a response. Quinn has been dreading seeing him again almost as much as she dreads another summer playing the harp for her parents’ weddings. When he shows up at the first wedding of the summer, looking cuter than ever after a year apart, they clash immediately. Tarek’s always loved the grand gestures in weddings—the flashier, the better—while Quinn can’t see them as anything but fake. Even as they can’t seem to have one civil conversation, Quinn’s thrown together with Tarek wedding after wedding, from performing a daring cake rescue to filling in for a missing bridesmaid and groomsman. Quinn can’t deny her feelings for him are still there, especially after she learns the truth about his silence, opens up about her fears, and begins learning the art of harp-making from an enigmatic teacher. Maybe love isn’t the enemy after all—and perhaps allowing herself to fall is the most honest thing Quinn’s ever done.
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