Simon clenched his jaw tighter as he heard Soap's words , shooting him a glare though Soap ignored him .

" I mean he's so dense and scary, can he really make a chick fall in love with him ? "

Soap emphasized his words by patting Simon' shoulder and taking another shot. Simon jaw only clenched tighter as he held back the urge to punch his half drunk bestfriend. His annoyance only rised when he saw Price and Gaz's agreeing smiles . God , how he regretted agreeing to drink with them tonight . He was cold , stoic , workaholic and barely had time for anything except some occasional one night stands here and there.

However still despite his brooding personality , he hated being underestimated. So without thinking much he blurted out ,

" I can make anyone fall in love with me . "

He spoke and took a sip of his whiskey making Soap , Gaz and price laugh .

Soap being himself had an idea struck him mind as he continued,

" Really ? Then lemme me pick a chick for you and if you make her fall in love with you within ten days you win and if you lose , you dye your hair red . Deal ? "

" Deal ."

Simon spoke in a icy cold tone . He hated losing so without thinking much he agreed. Though he wasn't sure how he would do what soap had proposed.

Soap rubbed his hands together excitedly as he looked around the bar they were seated in trying to find someone suitable for the bet.

" That one. Dark hair , pretty smile . " Soap spoke , pointing towards you and looked at ghost.

" Make her fall in love with you and then bring her to the ball that's in ten days. If she says she is in love with you , you win ."

Ghost clenched his fists under the table ,

" Fine " . He almost growled as his eyes were taking you in while you were laughing beautifully , a pretty dress wrapped around your frame, a champagne glass in your hands as you talked with your girls .

Little did he know that you were a writer and were looking for a man to date and to chase away by giving him icks for the storyline of your novel .