The last thing I need is to fall in love. Especially with him… My twin sister has other plans. She works for a hot new dating agency that’s all the buzz. And I made a pact with her. If we were still unmarried at thirty, we’d put ourselves out there fully. Well, the time has come. And my sister isn’t letting up. Now I have to start “dating in the dark,” whatever that means. The rules are strict but simple. No real names. No seeing each other for the first few dates. No exchanging personal info. Straightforward but never easy. Plus, I don’t have time for relationship drama. I have a hot, overbearing businessman breathing down my neck to buy my company. He’s easy to forget about when I start dating Mr. Perfect. My new “sight unseen” date is the stuff dreams are made out of. Until I realize that business guy and the new love of my life aren’t two people. It’s the same guy—the one I love to hate and love to love. Maybe it’s better to be single forever. Or maybe it’s you and me, baby. Forever.

In the business of matchmaking and can’t find love? That’s me. It’s always fun to find that special someone for our client, you know, the one they ride off into the sunset with. But me? I just get burned by the sun, stung by bees, and wind up sea sick from the boat ride. Unfortunately my twin sister and I made a pact when we were kids regarding this ‘love’ thing. If we were unmarried at thirty, we’d really go ham on trying to find Mr. Right. So thirty showed up. Go figure. But my should-be husband is apparently lost in the universe and refuses to stop and ask for directions. Lucky for me, my firm (the matchmaking one) is going to make me go through the process of finding my forever guy for a documentary that’ll prove we’re legitimate. I’d rather swim in the sewer, but that wasn’t an option. The minute I start our ‘dating in the dark’ process, my mind opens to something I’ve never realized. My best friend, the one that has been there all along, suddenly looked perfect. And hot. Disturbing for sure. But soooo hot. Now I’m stuck in the middle. Falling for my blind date and my best friend at the same time. When it rains it pours. Apparently, men. I have no clue who I should choose or even how I should do it. Love has pushed me out for thirty years and now it’s decided to pull me in. Help?!?!

The fairytales never warn you how confusing it can be. Falling in love, I mean. Especially when you’re as unlucky as I am. I loved a boy once, but he is the one who got away. Poof. Gone. Now I need a date for my friend’s wedding. It’s the perfect kick in the butt I need to take a chance on a wild idea. My friend is marrying the guy she met through a blind-dating service. Literally. They dated in the dark. I give it a go. Dating in the light hasn’t worked out for me so far anyway. Naturally, the one that got away shows back up in my life right when I’m starting to move on. The best part? He’s a literal billionaire now. And? He’s. So. Freaking. Hot. Like, melt your eyeballs out of your head hot. Now I’m really in trouble. Dating in the dark is never what it seems. And my mystery Casanova? Well, he’s not what he seems, and he has his own reasons for dating in the dark. Wish me luck. Every good girl deserves a bad boy. ~ Weston