Hey, I'm Emmett Locke. I gave up on love years ago; that is, if you can give up on something you never really believed in. Sure, I would gladly accept a relationship and consistent sex, but it just isn't that easy. I don't do bars, clubs, or any of the other things gay men are 'supposed' to do and I'm sure as hell not going on some stupid app. I've accepted, rather begrudgingly, that no one is just going to fall into my lap. Finnegan Walker the fourth, here. I have no time for any of the stupid men who woo, harass, or eye-fuck me on a seemingly hourly basis. I'm not dumb, even if people assume I became Vice-president of my family's company at the ripe old age of 26 because of my name. Being smart means that I refuse to be used for my money, name, looks, or body and the fact is that by the end of my long days I have very little left to give. Why can't I meet someone who doesn't want to take, take, take? That's alright; there are more important things in life. Friday afternoon, their worlds collided. Literally. Emmett and Finnegan probably never would have met otherwise. They may as well have been from different planets. Luckily for them both, Finn was reckless. Or maybe it really *was* Emmett's fault? This is a two-book series with a middle, his daddy, and a lot of expectations turned on their heads. Angst is pretty low and it ends in a HFN. Trigger warnings in front of book one.