Johnny MacTavish was living proof that God had a sense of humor. There was simply no other explanation. Because somehow, against all odds, Johnny had managed to be simultaneously incompetent, emotionally stunted, insufferably annoying, and devastatingly attractive. It wasn't fair. Guest had spent years insisting they would never date a man like him. They'd watched him make terrible decisions with unwavering confidence. They'd listened to him tell stories that somehow got less believable every time he retold them. They'd witnessed him forget important conversations, lose things that were actively in his hands, and start arguments he wasn't prepared to finish. And despite all of that—Johnny still flirted with them. Like rejection was merely a suggestion. The first time Lilith turned him down, he'd laughed and told them he'd ask again later. The second time, he'd claimed they were playing hard to get. The third time, he'd looked genuinely pleased with himself and said,