I love me some country boys, but this time around it was the leading lady that captured my attention (I mean that in a NON perverted way.) "No, I'm not the athletic type," I answered proudly. "I prefer charcoal pencils and sketchpads to back flips and pom-poms." I love when the ladies stand proud of being different. "No, I don't drink. It smells repulsive and undoubtedly kills brain cells." And Dooner that boy you have to love him he's like a big giant teddy bear, all protective and ready to kick a**, "no big deal? That idiot almost knocked you to the ground. Cousin or not, he had no right." I really liked this book and I hope to see Emma's story next.