Crying women are my kryptonite. Which is why I ditch my friends to check on the dark-haired woman in the corner of the bar. And the moment she hits me with those glassy doe eyes, I'm done for.

Just one incredible night together, and I know Maggie Levandoski is it for me. But due to some bad luck when my cell phone goes missing and really bad timing with a family tragedy, I lose her contact information.

After weeks of searching for my real life Cinderella, I find her again in the middle of a busy New York street. Only to discover she believes I ghosted her for two months, and she's moving away.

Because she's pregnant.

With my baby.