I had the perfect life. Incredible kids. Amazing husband. A good job. I was content.

Was.

Then I met Jameson, and he turned my entire world upside down and backwards.
He’s younger than me, but his intellect and our connection make our age difference feel non-existent.

He makes me feel. It’s something I haven't experienced in longer than I care to admit.

But my life is complicated. I can’t give him what either of us want because I don’t want to lose my children if they ever found out what I’m doing one weekend out of each month with a man who isn’t their father.

Like they tend to do, though, lies, betrayal, and deceit catch up to me, threatening to ruin my whole world.

Is the love I’ve found with Jameson strong enough to survive the implosion? Or will I lose him, too?