Infinite

The book was ultimately fine. Fast-paced, quick read. But the first 60% was annoying to read, to be honest, purely based on the writing of the main character. The whole thing is a male fantasy where miraculous, beautiful, wealthy women inexplicably falling in love with him despite being a stranger, total mess with nothing to offer, and his hot Filipino co-worker also was in love with him for no reason, and also his vaguely Asian therapist is super sexy and sensual. Sure. Were any of these women actual characters past their use of being temptresses, wholesome dead wives, or mysterious vixens? Nope.