Bear’s Midlife Baby by Meg Ripley

Having a baby at my age is crazy enough.
Try throwing another species into the mix.
At 45, I never dreamed I’d be starting over.
But here I am, newly single in a new little town.
My BFF dragged me out on New Year’s Eve to celebrate my next chapter,
And a pair of stunning blue eyes caught my attention.
I definitely wasn’t there to find a new man,
But when I felt my cheeks burning at the sight of him,
I knew it wasn’t just another damn hot flash.
So when he asked me to go back to his place to ring in the new year,
He didn’t have to ask twice.
But we ended up sharing much more than one wild night.
I’m technically old enough to be a grandmother, but now I’m pregnant.
On top of that? I just found out he’s part bear.
As in not human.
In that case, what exactly is growing in my belly?
And how can I know I’ll be safe?