Another DNF

God. I was really avoiding these types of contemporaries. The cheesy ones, that describe sexual pleasure in an awful way.

Let me be honest with you. I love reading cheesy, shitty, contemporaries. But this was to cheesy, and to shitty.

Bailey is a dumb bitch. Like how could she not tell Porter was fucking Alex. They had so many things in common, and it was just mind blowing how fucking idiotic you can be.

Porter was sweet. But he was really 1 dimensional.

And. UGH! Oh my god. The fact that Bailey couldn’t figure it out was just...I-I have no words.

While this plot was enjoyable, but the way Bennet wrote was incredibly...cringe.

I was cringing during the time she described ‘sexual pleasure’ and Bailey’s fantasy’s about Alex. *shivers*

It was enjoyable, but I don’t know. I was cringing to much. And I’m sorry.