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Dare I say it’s getting better? 🫣

If I rate this any higher than 1 star, it’s solely because of the smut.

“We can’t seem to get on the same wavelength, and frankly, I’m tired of fighting with you all the time.”

At least you’re self-aware. 😭 This story isn’t going ANYWHERE and we’re already halfway. 🫠

I literally have zero motivation to continue this. And the chapter I’m currently now is SO CRINGEY. AND I’M NOT EVEN HALFWAY YET. 😭

I cock an eyebrow. “Excuse me? Is this some sort of fantasy you’ve never told me about?”

“Old guys can be hot too.”

🫣👀

I glance at Kelsey, who stands there alone, her laptop and portfolio in hand, looking absolutely defeated. And that’s when it hits me hard. I fucked this up for her. I fucked up really badly.

I AM TRYING SO HARD TO FIND GOOD QUALITIES IN HER BUT IT’S SO FUCKING HARD WHEN THERE ISN’T ANY. 😭

Not her interrupting her younger’s sister, who she works for, work pitch. THE AUDACITY, HONESTLY.

This book is just so stupid. I’m tired.

“Out of all the cars Huxley could have given me, he gave me one with a mind of its own.”

THE DUDE GAVE YOU A FANCY ASS CAR AND YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO COMPLAIN. 🧍‍♀️ Someone hold me back before I bitch slap this chick. 🫠

Lord, give me strength to finish this. 😭

“I’m not judging. I’m attempting to help you, but you aren’t allowing that to happen.”

“I don’t want your help.”

OH MY FUCKING GOSH. THEY’RE BOTH ANNOYING AS FUCK. 😭 You’re telling me one is 28 and the other is 35? I understand the author is trying to make her “independent” but HE’S ACTUALLY TRYING TO HELP YOU WITH YOUR SISTER’S BUSINESS. 🫠

I don’t even have the energy to react to this book anymore. And I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. I’m mostly just bored. 😕

Mom: [picture] Here’s a picture of Jeff and me, naked, in the living room. Spared you with a pic from the neck up. But we’re living a free, breezy life.

The author is trying way too hard with the humour. 😭 The amount of times her mom said she wants her to move out so the mom and her husband could walk around the house naked. 🫠

“If I found the right woman, I’d be far more interested in fucking her against every surface of my house rather than answering monotonous emails or buying a business partner a drink.”

Okaayyy? I thought we were gonna get something sweet here but I guess not. 🤷‍♀️

“No, but there’s something so sexy, so possessive, about being able to hold your girl at the nape of her neck.”

“Possessive, are we?” I ask, trying to feel this man out.

“I prefer to claim what’s mine.”

You got me with this one. 🫣😌

“It was a bleeding reminder of how I lost my damn mind yesterday. At the age of thirty-five, you’d think I’d have the ability to stay more . . . calm, but that wasn’t the case. The pressure got to me.”

He’s 35? The writing really made him seem younger.

“It was a bleeding reminder of how I lost my damn mind yesterday. At the age of thirty-five, you’d think I’d have the ability to stay more . . . calm, but that wasn’t the case. The pressure got to me.”

The first time I’m not over an older man. 😭 The writing definitely doesn’t seem like a 35-year-old’s thoughts.

“We’re sitting on my front porch, beers in hand, as I break the news to my brothers that I not only fucked up, but I ROYALLY fucked up.”

Not capitalising the whole word for emphasis. 🫠

Honestly, I’m low-key skimming at this point. I can feel my brain shut off while I read the words from the book. I still know what’s going on though, but I really don’t wanna waste energy to think beyond what’s written on the pages. 🥹

I shrug. “Yeah, and we hit it off quickly.” I attempt to gaze off toward the sky as I think about my imaginary pregnant fiancée and how much I *gulp* love her.

Why is the writing like this? How the heck did *gulp* made the final cut? 😭 AND THAT INCLUDES THE * SIGN, PEOPLE.

So, before I can change my mind on what’s about to come out of my mouth, I swallow hard and say, “Yup, engaged and . . . expecting.”

DUDE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING. 😭