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  “Yep,” Cal said, tightening his grip on her. “Except I won it on a bet on you, so you’ll just take it away from me again.”

  “I know what you’re doing,” Nanette said to George, rage in her voice.

  “I’m . . . yelling at the bastard who seduced my daughter,” George said, knocked off stride.

  “I know what you’re doing on your lunch hour,” Nanette said, murder in her eye.

  “I’m eating,” George said, perplexed.

  “Yes, but who?” Nanette yelled, and Min cringed and said, “Oh, God, Mother,” and Lynne looked at Nanette in contempt, and Cynthie closed her eyes, and David looked frustrated and confused and mad as hell, and then Liza walked in with Tony behind her and stopped, scowling at all of them.

  “What the hell is this?” she said.

  “Tony,” Cal said, an edge to his voice.

  “For the record,” Tony said to him, “I tried to stop her.”

  “Why didn’t you lock the door so these people couldn’t get in?” Liza said to Min.

  “I did,” Min said. “Cal opened it. Yell at him.”

  “Just hit me,” Cal said. “Save us all some time.”

  “What did you mean by that?” George said to Nanette, his face red.

  “Your lunches,” Nanette said, her voice rising. “You take your secretary to lunch every damn day.”

  “Loud voice,” Min said, thinking of her neighbors. “Not your loud voice.”

  “They’re working lunches,” George said. “I need a secretary to work.”

  “You never take me to lunch,” Nanette yelled.

  “You don’t EAT,” George yelled back.

  Min craned her neck to see around them to Liza. “You know, that bet was for ten thousand dollars.”

  “You’re kidding.” Liza looked at Cal, surprised. “You bet ten thousand dollars on—”

  “No,” Cal said. “Damn it, look.” He took the check out of Min’s hand and tore it in two. “See? No bet.”

  “We could have used that,” Min said, but she didn’t sound upset.

  They all began to talk, and Cal looked at Min and thought, All I want is to be alone with her for the rest of my life.

  “Hey!” he said, and they all looked at him with various degrees of contempt, despair, and rage. He picked up a doughnut and turned to Min. “Minerva Dobbs, I love you and I always will. Will you marry me?”

  “This is so sudden,” Min said, grinning at him.

  “We got an audience, Minnie,” Cal said. “You in or not?”

  “I’m in,” Min said, and he took her left hand, spread her fingers out, and slipped the doughnut over her ring finger, knowing with a certainty he’d never felt before that this was exactly the right thing to do.

  “I’ll get you a better ring later,” he said, looking into her dark, dark eyes. “I’ll do this better, too. This is just to get these people off our backs.”

  “Well, when you do this better, I’m going to say yes again,” Min said.

  “Thank you,” Cal said and kissed her, falling into her heat all over again. “God, I love you,” he whispered in her ear. “I can’t believe how much I love you.”

  “Okay,” Liza said. “Show’s over.” She looked at Lynne. “You have to be the mother. Don’t mess with Min. If Cal has to choose—”

  “Elvis,” Lynne said, her voice flat. She turned and walked out of the apartment.

  “Lovely woman,” Liza said, and turned to Nanette. “Now you. Your husband is not cheating on you. I know men and he’s not the type.” She looked at George. “Stop working through lunch and take your wife out to eat instead.” She turned back to Nanette. “And you. Eat.”

  Nanette’s face crumpled, and George put his arm around her. “I’m not cheating,” he said. “I don’t have the time.”

  “Dad,” Min said, but Nanette sniffed and said, “Really?”

  “I didn’t think I’d find you here,” Liza said to Cynthie, not unkindly. “It’s the book, isn’t it?”

  “No,” Cynthie said, staring hopelessly at the doughnut squashed between Min’s fingers. “No.”

  “Listen,” Liza told her, “nobody wants to hear an incredibly beautiful woman tell about how she landed an incredibly beautiful man. That’s just smug. Write a book about how you lost the love of your life and recovered. People could use that.”

  “I—”

  “It’s over, Cynthie,” Liza said. “He’s gone. Forever.”

  Cynthie’s face fell, and Liza turned to David.

  “And you are a worthless piece of garbage,” she said. “So do something decent and take Cynthie home.”

  “This is a mistake,” David told Min. “Do you know what this man is?”

  “Yep,” Min said, pulling a piece of chocolate icing off her engagement ring. “It’s okay. We’re going to evolve together.”

  “Out,” Liza said to him, and Cynthie left. Liza glared at David. “Well, go after her you vicious dork. Do something nice for a change instead of anonymous phone calls.”

  David drew himself up. “I didn’t—” he began, but Liza folded her arms, so he transferred his attention to Min. “He’s a terrible user, Min.”

  “No, he’s not,” Min said. “He’s a prince. And you’re a toad who makes anonymous phone calls.”

  “You never did understand me,” David said, and walked out.

  “What a fathead,” Liza said.

  “You’re going to marry this man?” George said to Min, sounding incredulous.

  “Yes,” Min said. “Don’t be mean to him, or you’ll lose us to Elvis, too.”

  George shot Cal a look that said, I’m watching you, buddy, and then turned on his heel and left.

  “Well, you’ll have beautiful children,” Nanette said, cheering up.

  “We’re not having kids,” Min said, and when her mother’s eyes narrowed, she added, “because you know I’d never lose the weight afterward.”

  “That’s true,” Nanette said, and then George came back and dragged her out the door.

  “All right then,” Liza said, looking around the emptied apartment. “My work here is done.”

  “Who are you again?” Cal said. “Because you look like this woman who keeps hitting me, but you seem to be on my side. Do you have an evil twin?”

  “I’m Min’s fairy godmother, Charm Boy,” Liza said, frowning down at him. “And if you don’t give her a happily ever after, I’m going to come back and beat you to death with a snow globe.”

  “What happened to ‘Bibbity bobbity boo’?” Cal asked Min.

  “That was Disney, honey,” Min said. “It wasn’t a documentary.”

  Liza went to the door and stopped when she saw Tony there, his arms folded. “Come on. You can yell at me on the way back to the restaurant.”

  “Nope,” Tony said. “That was good what you did.” He leaned closer. “Very hot.”

  “I’m not going to sleep with you,” Liza said, and went out the door.

  “Can’t blame a guy for trying,” Tony said and followed her out, closing the door behind them.

  Silence settled over the apartment.

  “I’ll never forget my first time with you,” Min said as she edged the doughnut off her finger. “The earth moved, and then my mother asked my father who he was going down on at lunch.”

  “Yes, there were some moments there,” Cal said.

  Min shook her head. “We’re never going to be rid of those people.”

  “I know,” Cal said.

  “Thank God we have each other.” Min looked up at him. “I love you.”

  “Thank you,” Cal said and kissed her.

  “So I’m buying a house,” Min said when she came up for air. “How do you feel about an Arts and Crafts bungalow like my grandma used to live in?”

  “Are you in it?” Cal said.

  Min nodded.

  “I’m there,” Cal said. “Can we go back to bed now?”

  “Yes,” Min said. “Bring the doughnuts.”