“Screw IVF. Let’s do this the old-fashioned way.”
The agreement we made was simple…
Step 1: Sign the dotted line.
Step 2: Deliver the babies to their father.
Step 3: Move on, and forget it all happened.
Easy enough, right??
Sure… in theory.
Except, I may have done the one thing I promised myself I wouldn’t:
Fall in love with the gorgeous, but emotionally unavailable, doctor who knocked me up.
How will I ever return back to my old life after I deliver the twin babies to their father?