Love and Astronauts

It was the worst day of my life. The doctor walked in, told me the horrible news, and then my husband asked for a divorce two weeks later. Six months have passed and I'm in a much better place, but I'm pretty sure I'll never really get over it . . . Then my best friend introduces me to her brother-in-law, Neil Crimson, the world's most famous astronaut. He's just returned from a voyage to the moon where he's overseeing their new Lunar Labs project—and he's smokin' hot. Against my will, she sets me up on a date with him—and he actually says yes.

Neil Crimson is back home. After three months on the moon, he's back in Houston, and after agreeing to be only friendly and platonic, being in the same room with him is torture. He's just as handsome as I remember, with those blue eyes that make me go weak. In the silence between our words, he stares at me just the way he used to—like this is torture for him too.

Kyle told me he was the one unable to conceive, not me, and now I'm pregnant with Neil Crimson's baby because I skipped the contraceptives . . . because I assumed I didn't need it. The father of my child has already launched for Mars—leaving the two of us behind. The happiness wears off once I realize my predicament. While I'm happy to have Neil's baby because he's the man I love, I know this isn't something he wants.