Because nothing is sexier than a woman who knows what she wants and is willing to do anything it takes to get it...

Being a forty-five-year-old divorced woman isn't the best conversation starter, so it's probably best if my blind date never shows.

Except he does, in all his glory, putting my insecurities to bed with his cheeky smile and intense gaze. But why on Earth would he want to put me to bed?

I am almost twice his age, and I haven't been anyone's type for a very long time. Twenty years of failed marriage does a few numbers on your libido and on your self confidence, too.

But judging by the way Joshua is looking at me tonight, everything is about to change.

What I don't expect is having to be in charge of both our pleasure, in ways that would have made me blush even in my twenties. Now, being too old for this, I have a decision to make. Do I take back charge over my own life (and some other stuff), or do I stay hidden in the shadows, letting things pass me by?

I'm not far off when I suspect that this is just the beginning of my issues...