Dates from hell. Or at least that's what date number 867-and the other 866-felt like to Temple Burney. She'd promised her grandmother she'd make one last attempt to find Mr. Right, but she might as well have added or die trying! A nunnery was becoming more and more appealing. . . until she realized Mr. Wonderful was right in front of her. Problem was Craig hadn't noticed her either. Talk about love being blind!