A reverse harem, age gap romance.
My best friend married three men, leaving me to fend for myself in her expensive condo. I could barely afford to live there when I was employed. And then I got fired. I was living on ramen noodles and canned beans. I’d officially hit rock bottom.
I don’t belong on this cruise. I’m not looking for a harem. And even if I was interested in finding three husbands, they wouldn’t want me.
Why did I agree to this? A free, all-inclusive trip is pretty hard to resist when you’re hungry and depressed.
Sixteen days surrounded by happy families, and bachelors looking for a woman to warm their beds and carry their babies. There isn’t enough booze on the ship to get me through this nightmare.
Just when I think it can’t possibly get any worse, he appears. My one-night-stand from a couple of months earlier. Except it isn’t him. The man who rocked my world in a bar bathroom is a triplet.