"Ready to go?" I ask.

"Not yet," she answers. "Josh, I made a mistake. I'm sorry."

I sit on the couch next to her and give her my undivided attention. "For what?"

"For accusing you of being someone you're not. The way I acted. That I didn't listen to you. So many things. But you need to know something--"

"What...what do I need to know?"

Jenny takes a deep breath and lets it out heavily. "I've had some bad...no...horrible experiences with guys that have a lot of money. It seems I'm a target for them, and they've all wanted me to be some kind of trophy girlfriend or something. They...