I cannot stand Bennet Montgomery.
His rugged hotness knows no bounds, and his unwavering cheery disposition is maddening. How can someone be that happy all the time? His smile infuriates me. I need to keep my distance from this man and all his Midwest charm. I have my camboy career to focus on, and I can't afford to get attached or bogged down with his nonsense. When Bennet receives devastating news about his mother, his grief consumes him. I don't know what to make of this new sad side of Bennet. All I know is that his teary eyes infuriate me even more than his smile. I need to get his stupid smile back. So that's how I wind up accompanying him home to his tiny town in rural Kansas. And let me tell you, this California boy is not cut out for a land where fruit salad has marshmallows, and you're just as likely to be eaten by a feral cow as you are to be chased down by an angry rooster. *Shudder* The worst part is Bennet and I are forced to share one bed in a cramped trailer. As I try my hardest to comfort this man I can barely call a friend, I wonder if maybe that flutter in my chest isn't just heartburn. Maybe I can allow myself to get swept up in him... just for a bit. That is if a rogue tornado doesn't sweep me away first. Becoming Bennet is a funny and sweet MM romance with forced proximity and only one bed.
