Dating is difficult for someone like me. I’m obsessive, arrogant, and rude. This means I must be creative when bedding a woman. I learn what I can about her through whatever means necessary. Some call it stalking. I call it clever research. It gets me what I want and when I want it. When I get bored, I move on. My system works like a charm… Until a little ray of SUNSHINE shows up. *

Dating is nonexistent for me. I’m quirky, silly, and inexperienced. This means my romantic life is certainly lacking. I don’t date because no one’s interested. Some say I’m an independent woman who doesn’t need a man. But I know I’m on the fast track to becoming a lonely cat lady. How many cats are too many cats anyway? My boring world stays that way… Until my future stepmother’s STALKER shows up.