Not You Again by Terri Osburn is now live! BLURB Four blind dates in five days. I can't believe I agreed to this. Actually, I can. That’s what I do. I agree to things I don’t want to do to make other people happy. In this case, my four best friends. They’re worried about me and if going on a few dates will make them happy, then I’ll do it. How bad could they be?   I probably shouldn’t have asked that.    I’m starting to seriously wonder if my friends know me at all. Each pick is worse than the last, and none of them compare to my former fiancé. But then I guess maybe that’s the point. Someone new to help me forget the old.   To help me move on.   Except I don’t need a man to prove that I’ve moved on. Why can’t my friends understand that? A nd why does the same beautiful stranger keep saving me from these awful encounters? The universe seems to be throwing him into my path, and the more time I spend with him the more I wish that he was one of the dates. ...