Jack Edwards is called a factboy for a reason: he’s slept with half of New York. His style is carefree weekends, fantastic nights, and a total lack of expectations and demands. The only one who stood firm against his charm was Florence Mendoza—the girl his brother… or rather, his former girlfriend. After Jack drags the broken-hearted Florence off the stage where the city’s rejects gather, he doesn’t plan to see her again. So why can’t he forget those sad, dark eyes—and why does he head back to Brooklyn to check whether she’s tangled up in another mess?
Florence has questions too—for example, why in this huge city, wherever she goes, she always catches sight of that pompous peacock, Jack Edwards? What exactly clashes them—fate, a mistake, or simply New York itself?