There's no fucking NEEEEED for this book to have 510 pages. So far, nothing has happened. Absolutely nothing. Jaxon and Lennon had a one night stand in Cabo when she was supposed to be on her honeymoond with her (as I just found out) cheating, toxic husband (except they never got married because she found out he was fucking someone else, so she ran from the wedding venue before they actually tied the knot) and then her new apartment in Vancouver got flooded (because she took a new job as a sports photographer for the same hockey team Jaxon plays in, what are the odds) so, now, she's in a forced proximity thing with Jaxon in his apartment. There's no plot.
So, I reiterate, there's no NEED for this to be 510 pages. I'm almost 200 pages in and nothing has fucking happened!!!! Except Jaxon saying 'your pussy still remembers the way my cock feels' in her ear every two seconds, and them making stupid ahh fucking jokes (that are not REMOTELY funny, btw) to each other and Lennon just inserting herself into his life and decorating his apartment when he specifically asked her not to. If someone had been kind enough to let me stay with them while my apartment bathroom is getting fixed, I would be doing everything within my power to make that person happy and make their life easier, not pissing them off at every opportunity.
Oh, my bad, actually. I forgot that she almost choked to death on an almond at a gala event with the hockey team because she's got a deathly allergy to tree nuts. It was so well done I forgot about it, lmao. Legitimately, it felt like it was skipped over. She almost died, went to hospital, and the next chapter was immediately back to making terrible jokes and pissing Jaxon off when he took her to the hospital. Don't get me wrong, I'm not defending Jaxon at all here. He runs more hot and cold than the Katy Perry song, AND he behaves like a child, AND he walks around his apartment naked with "Magic Mike" and his backup dancers swinging free while he's got a guest who, yeah fair enough, they slept together ONE time, but it's just common courtesy innit? Decency, and all that.
I hate them both. I started this series, so I've only got myself to blame for being in this position, at the end of the day. But I'm gonna hate-read this book because I'm a stubborn cunt and I'm gonna mark it 1 star and add it to my 'Trash' bookshelf cos that's the least of what it deserves. I sincerely don't understand how this has overwhelmingly positive reviews on here. Are people reading the same book as me? What are ya'lls IQs, for real? I can FEEL my brain cells dying with every consecutive sentence I read. So, by the time I'm halfway through this book, I'll be brain dead, because, ONCE AGAIN FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK:
So, I reiterate, there's no NEED for this to be 510 pages. I'm almost 200 pages in and nothing has fucking happened!!!! Except Jaxon saying 'your pussy still remembers the way my cock feels' in her ear every two seconds, and them making stupid ahh fucking jokes (that are not REMOTELY funny, btw) to each other and Lennon just inserting herself into his life and decorating his apartment when he specifically asked her not to. If someone had been kind enough to let me stay with them while my apartment bathroom is getting fixed, I would be doing everything within my power to make that person happy and make their life easier, not pissing them off at every opportunity.
Oh, my bad, actually. I forgot that she almost choked to death on an almond at a gala event with the hockey team because she's got a deathly allergy to tree nuts. It was so well done I forgot about it, lmao. Legitimately, it felt like it was skipped over. She almost died, went to hospital, and the next chapter was immediately back to making terrible jokes and pissing Jaxon off when he took her to the hospital. Don't get me wrong, I'm not defending Jaxon at all here. He runs more hot and cold than the Katy Perry song, AND he behaves like a child, AND he walks around his apartment naked with "Magic Mike" and his backup dancers swinging free while he's got a guest who, yeah fair enough, they slept together ONE time, but it's just common courtesy innit? Decency, and all that.
I hate them both. I started this series, so I've only got myself to blame for being in this position, at the end of the day. But I'm gonna hate-read this book because I'm a stubborn cunt and I'm gonna mark it 1 star and add it to my 'Trash' bookshelf cos that's the least of what it deserves. I sincerely don't understand how this has overwhelmingly positive reviews on here. Are people reading the same book as me? What are ya'lls IQs, for real? I can FEEL my brain cells dying with every consecutive sentence I read. So, by the time I'm halfway through this book, I'll be brain dead, because, ONCE AGAIN FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK:
THIS BOOK DOES NOT NEED TO BE 510 PAGES LONG.