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?!?!