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a little bit, maybe for him. And so he decided he could change too. So he bought a red sweater even though he really hated it, and he promised her that if she stayed with him he would never again buy track lighting as long as they both lived. And then he waited for her answer. Oh, and he got her a present.” He tipped her to one side of his lap, and she clung to him until he’d pulled a ring box from his pocket. “I’m not sure about this,” he told her. “I had to guess.”

Daisy wanted to tell him that she didn’t need a present, that it was all right, but he was looking at her with such concentration that she couldn’t. She opened the box. Inside was a chased silver band with freshwater pearls, not the one she’d liked in Pennsylvania, but close.

“It looked like a Daisy Flattery ring,” Linc told her. “I thought you might like it better than the old daisy ring.”

Daisy sat frozen, trying to absorb what he’d done. He must have gone back over every moment they’d had together to remember this; he must have rethought every minute they’d been together. He was giving her a chance to be Daisy Flattery again.

She held out her right hand. “I want them both.”

He held her tightly for a moment, and then he took the ring from the box and slipped it on her right ring finger. “Stay with me, Daisy. Make midnight stay away forever and live with me and have babies with me and adopt some more defective animals with me, and live happily ever after with me.”

“I love you,” Daisy whispered. “I couldn’t possibly ever leave you.”

He kissed her then, and she curled into him, holding him close in the bright spring sun, feeling so safe and loved and warm in his arms that she didn’t care who saw or what they thought.

“Actually,” Linc said into her neck, “for the complete experience of what happily-ever-after feels like, we have to go inside. The neighbors have taken just about all the public happily-ever-after they can stand without calling the police.”

Much later, Daisy moved against him drowsily, just enough to wake him up. “I forgot to ask. Does that car come with air bags?”

“Probably,” Linc said sleepily into her hair. “Why are you thinking of air bags now?”

“Make a note to ask the dealer.” Daisy snuggled closer to him and smiled up at him with such megawatt contentment that she took his breath away. “I want to keep us as safe as possible. I want all the happily-ever-after I can get.”

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The Cinderella Deal is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

2010 Bantam Books Mass Market Edition

Copyright © 1996 by Jennifer Smith

All rights reserved.

Published in the United States by Bantam Books,

an imprint of The Random House Publishing Group,

a division of Random House, Inc., New York.

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Originally published in hardcover in the United States by Bantam Books, an imprint of The Random House Publishing Group, a division of Random House, Inc., in 1996.

eISBN: 978-0-553-90745-2

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Table of Contents

Cover

Other Books By This Author

Title Page

Dedication

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

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