I had a plan. Get married ✓ Buy a house ✓ Have kids XXX After eight years of IVF, was it time to accept that maybe I wouldn’t have kids? The possibility devastated me—but not my husband. I guess he figured if this model didn’t work, he could find a younger, more functional model. Get married XXX Buy a house XXX Have kids XXX In the blink of an eye, my life implodes, and I’m left standing in the chaos, wondering what happened. But if my ex is leaving this marriage with my dreams and my dignity? The least he can do is give me the last of the viable embryos. I have one last chance, so I take it. Then, I get the call I’ve been waiting eight years to get … sort of. “Congratulations, Ms. Moore, you’re pregnant, but we have something we need to tell you—it seems as though there was a mix-up at the lab. It wasn’t your ex’s sperm that was used this last time. It was a man named Owen Farrow.” Oh. Cool. My new thirteen-years-younger-than-me boss. This March, your favorite contemporary romance authors are celebrating International Women’s Day all month long by bringing you a sassy, sexy collection of Older Women finding love with their hot younger men.