No question about it, there are two little purple lines. Im pregnant.After eight years together, Lil Bailey thought shed 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. Whats the worst that can happen?Well its pretty bad actually. First Max ghosts her and then, after weeing on a stick (but mostly her hands), a few weeks later Lil discovers shes pregnant. Shes single, thirty-one and living in a thimble-sized flat in London, its hardly the happily-ever-after she was looking for.Lils ready to do the baby-thing on her own it cant be that hard, right? But she should probably tell Max, if she can track him down. Surely hes notthatMax, the highly eligible, headline-grabbing son of Lord and Lady Rushbrooke, currently trekking up a mountain in South Asia? Oh, maybe he wasnt ignoring Lil after all