Hi, I’m Lark, a neurodivergent teacher who keeps her life in neat, color-coded boxes inside a productivity app. - Teaching at Barrington Prep? Blue. - Grad school coursework? Green. - Family and (only) friend? Yellow. - Meetups with Mr. Good Time, my anonymous masked Dom? Red Every time block makes perfect, practical sense… even the NSA D/s situationship.
Until my OB/GYN drops a bomb: I’m still in my late twenties, but a rare condition is fast-tracking me toward early menopause.
Cue the collapse of my perfectly time-blocked life:
Mr. Good Time dumps me the second I ask him to help me make a baby to avoid expensive fertility treatments.
I have to drop out of grad school and pick up a second job—but in this economy? Still not enough to afford IVF.
And no, my snooty prep school won’t give me a raise. I already asked.
Then my only friend invites me to her poly wedding in a mysterious mountain town I’ve never heard of.
The moment I walk into the town’s only bar, the smoking-hot bartender growls that I smell like honey. His identical twin brother? Also looking at me like I’m dessert.
Just when I think I should back away slowly, the ovulation alarm on my wearable fertility tracker goes off. For the first time in months.
If I want a baby, the free (and possibly fun) way, it’s now or never.
Oh, and apparently the twins have a tall, dark, and handsome roommate.
So much for color-coded plans.
Looks like I’m in for a beary, beary, beary hot summer… with one huge twist I never saw coming.
— via publisher
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