I've gone on blind dates before, but this is just crazy...
I work at a matchmaking company. So you'd think that I would know how to choose the perfect man to date.
Instead I end up with someone who sets one unbreakable dating rule: I can't see him—literally. Every time we meet, whether at a dark dining restaurant, or at his apartment, the lights stay off. I know it's weird, but I love the sound of his voice.
He won't even tell me his real name—instead he wants me to call him Eros, like the god of love. But when we touch, the electricity between us is oh so real.
There are consequences to dating a god, but I'm only human.
