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186 pages, Paperback
First published March 1, 2000
Gabe shook his head, throwing a casual arm around Charlotte's shoulders. "Why push her? Charlotte's my best friend, and I know her better than anyone. You can't tell me that she's going to read one stupid paperback, get a new hairdo or something, and suddenly turn into a wife. That's ludicrous."
Charlotte had been about to protest, also, but not in those words. "Not that I have any interest-"
"She's not even from the same planet as those women that do The Guide thing," he continued. "I mean, the women who use that as a game plan go at it like pros. They've got the looks, the moves, the whole nine yards. They turn men into putty." He grinned at her. "We both know you're not like them, Charlie."
She wanted to smack that smug grin off his face. The words tumbled out before she could think about them. "One hundred dollars, Casanova. And I'll be wearing things that would make even you blush."
"That in itself would be worth betting on. Sometimes I think you were born in a sweatshirt," he said, his grin growing. "One hundred dollars is still child's play, angel. Maybe make it two months, and we'll talk."
"Two months," she agreed, her voice low. "And two hundred dollars."
Finally, some of his amusement slipped. "Charlie, come on now. You're getting in way over your head."
His patronizing tone threw gasoline on the fire. "Five hundred."
He was no longer smiling. In fact, his face looked grim. "This is ridiculous. I'm not going to listen to one more-"
"One thousand dollars. ---- One thousand dollars says I get a marriage proposal in two months," she repeated, staring at Gabe's face as if there was no one else in the room. Her hands bunched in fists at her sides. "One thousand dollars says you don't think I can do it. That no man would have me."
He paused, then looked at her shrewdly. "Only if you make it one month." He waited for her to back down.
She didn't waver. "Deal."