A woman in the business of love that’s never been in a real relationship. Check. That’s me. Nessa Night. Now I know what you’re thinking. That sounds like a stripper name. Hold up. Let me explain. It’s my radio talk-show name. My incognito way of helping the world love deeper and more often. Though my love life is like a ten-year-old fall leaf trapped between the pages of an old journal. #dramatic I’m short. Curvy. Average at best. And I’m a fraud. For all the advice I give on the air, I have zero experience to back it up. I’m eternally single. Forever alone. And the only man I’ve ever caught feelings for is one of my callers: Mr No Name. Much to my surprise, he’s not unknown at all. The grandson of the great Jack Daniels is my caller, and worse? He’s my brother’s best friend from high school. Only one way to right these increasingly awkward wrongs. High school reunion time. He wants in, and I want a date who looks like him. The only thing off is his advice about love. It’s from Nessa night. Me! And if he swoons over her (me!) one more time, I’ll have to give in and tell him. Besides, I’m in the business of love. If I don’t got this, who does? *Gulp*