After eight years together Lil Bailey thought she’d already found ‘the one’ – that is until he dumped her for a blonde twenty-something colleague So she does what any self-respecting singleton would do: swipes right puts on her best bra and finds herself on a first date with a handsome mountaineer called Max What’s the worst that can happen? Well it’s pretty bad actually First Max ghosts her and then after weeing on a stick but mostly her hands a few weeks later Lil discovers she’s pregnant She’s single thirty-one and living in a thimble-sized flat in London it’s hardly the happily-ever-after she was looking for Lil’s ready to do the baby-thing on her own – it can’t be that hard right? But she should probably tell Max if she can track him down Surely he’s not that Max the highly eligible headline-grabbing son of Lord and Lady Rushbrooke currently trekking up a mountain in South Asia? Oh maybe he wasn’t ignoring Lil after all…