Chapter Twelve
COLTON
Asking Presley to camp out tonight wasn’t a completely selfless move on my part. Getting her alone might’ve been my main incentive, but I also want to help her with her photos. After being deemed the “Cowboy Casanova” on i********: and reading all those comments, I’m ready for a social media break and getting out of cell phone reception range.
Plus, I think it’ll be good for her too. She’s so damn worried about the effect this has had on me. Even if the guys have given me s**t nonstop, it hasn’t really been all that bad. The public doesn’t know it’s me, and as long as it stays that way, I’m glad it helped Presley.
I’ll be the first to admit the whole idea behind a Bookstagram confused me and made no sense, but after scrolling through the images and reading some of
