At sixty-seven, Amy Stewart feels like a ghost in her own life—divorced, childless, writing stories she no longer believe in. Twenty-six-year-old David Stewart, broken by his last breakup, finds them on the sand and sees a woman who still knows how to want.
Their nights are raw, filthy, and honest: sweaty sand, her deep throating his thick cock, riding him hard in doggystyle until she screams his name, the salty smell of their bodies mixed together. They fuck like they're trying to outrun the years between them.
But love, like every good novel, demands an ending. On the same beach, with the same silver moon, David asks the only question that matters: Will you marry me, Mrs. Stewart?
A sexy, heartbreaking, redemptive romance about age, coincidence, and the beautiful mess of finally finding home.
