Two of which must be initiated by the girl—a girl my friends select for me.
I have just under two weeks.
If I win, I get the coveted role of Tristan in a stage production.
If I lose, I’m still in the play…in the worst possible way. Playing Isolde in lacy underwear is something I may never live down!
The bet should be a piece of cake—until my friends pick my conquest. My quirky new neighbor, Pippi Longstocking in Pink. Yikes!
Oh, and did I mention I’m not allowed to speak to her? At. All.
Warning: Contains some laugh-out-loud moments as well as fan-yourself-with-the-book-hot kisses. You're welcome! ;-)