Page 80 of How to Win the Girl

She listens patiently, and it’s clear to me what Drake likes about her besides her adorable face.

Personally, I'm still really fucking irritated about what my brother did. Pretending to be me, setting up a profile for me on a dating app, and asking Daisy out on a date? A girl I have a freaking class with? How embarrassing.

But a plan to get back at him takes root in my brain, swirling. And who better to help me than Daisy?

"Hey Daisy, maybe you could help me with something?" I blurt out none too casually, shifting the backpack on my shoulder.

"Help you with what?" Her unflappable expression becomes one of curiosity.

"Well, I was thinking... how about we go out for some revenge on my brother?" I suggest, grinning.

Daisy raises an eyebrow. "Revenge?" She pauses. “What kind of revenge?” It doesn’t sound like she hates the idea.

“Revenge might be a little harsh,” I amend because it sounds harsh. “I meant…it might be fun to get back at him for lying to both of us.” She’s playing it cool, but there’s no doubt in my mind she’s pissed off.

I take a deep breath and look at Daisy, hoping she won't think I'm a dick for suggesting this. "So here's what I’m thinking," I begin. "What if we pretend you and I are into each other to get back at my brother? To see how he'll react."

And to teach him a lesson.

Dude needs one, acting like a fool.

“You and me?” Daisy's eyes widen in surprise, then she starts to grin. "Yes. That's actually genius," she says, nodding enthusiastically.

“I thought so too. Imagine how pissed he’ll be when he realizes we’re fucking with him.”

She considers this. “Unless he isn’t interested in me and he’s happy for you.”

The idea doesn’t seem to thrill her. “I really thought I liked you. Him. I love the idea of making him pay for his idiocy as much as the next girl, but at the same time…what if it backfires?”

I shrug. “It won’t.”

If my brother went on a date with this girl—and kissed her at the end of it—it means he likes her. My brother doesn’t get involved with women, ever. He keeps his distance.

So the fact that he hasn’t distanced himself from Daisy—even if he says it’s for my best interest—tells me something entirely different:Drake likes Daisy.

Now I just need to convince her to play along.

“Here’s what we’ll do…”

twenty-one

daisy

It’s not you, it’s me. I need to stop dating losers.

He deserves it.

It’s not like we’re doing anything terrible; we’re teaching Drake Colter a lesson.

Lying on my bed, I stare at the ceiling, grateful that both my roommates are gone so I can think, uninterrupted.

Drake.

It’s weird thinking of him by this new name, considering I’ve been calling him Drew this entire time. No, not a new name—just a different name…Same person.

But…

Dishonest.

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