James scratched his temple, peering up at the ceiling with slightly pursed lips. "Eh, there are plenty of women out there who would say otherwise."
He did have something of a trail. Not necessarily of broken hearts, but definitely some very angry women. Most of his life, now, spent in the job and having difficulty finding someone who could hold his attention for more than a few months, and James was absolutely sure that was not the makings of a "good man."