She's sitting so close, it's hard to look away。
The meet-cute award goes to dog groomer Juliet Nolan。 It’s one of Hollywood’s biggest nights when she volunteers as a seat filler and winds up next to movie heartthrob Noah freaking Douglas。 Tongue tied and toes curling in her pink Converse, she pretends that she doesn’t have a clue who he is。 It’s the only way to keep from swooning。
She’s pretty and unpretentious, loves his dog, and is not a worshipping fan。 No way Noah’s giving up on her, even if his affectionate pursuit comes with a bump: Juliet has a pathological fear of kissing and the disappointments that follow。 What odds does romance have without that momentous, stupendous, once-in-a-lifetime first smooch? Patient, empathetic, and carrying personal burdens of his own, Noah suggests a remedy: they rehearse。
The lessons begin。 The guards come down。 But there’s another hitch they weren’t betting on。 As for that cue-the-orchestra-and-roll-credits happy ending? It might take more than practice to make it perfect。