Fiona was the first woman to ever reject me. She thinks billionaire jackasses with playboy reputations aren’t “long-term” material. Well, she’s right, but Wilder Winters never takes “no” for an answer.
I have to prove to her that I’m responsible before she’ll give me a shot. So when Naomi, my friend’s teenage daughter, comes crying to me that she’s in big trouble and needs my help, it all clicks for me: I don’t need to be responsible, I just need to lie.