For those who love Jane Austen and the Romance genre with a sweet love, lots of humour, sharp tongue and observation, witty conversations, you should try the modern Chick Lit genre (minus the XXX things) with Jennifer Crusie.
You’ll laugh out loud, and cry and relate yourself to the strong, a bit overweight, intelligent, thirty-three-year-old, just-got-dumped-by-a-guy Minerva Dobbs. What’s worse? Right after the ex dumped her, he bet a gorgeous hunk to bed her. Of course, Min overheard the bet, and got angry, and decided to reject this gorgeous, serial-dater, commitment-phobic hunk Calvin Morrisey. Truth is: destiny has decided that they’re a couple. And nothing they could do – including repeatedly turning down the sex, avoiding each other, agreeing to be friends only – to stop fate. And by the way, Min might be a bit overweighted, but she was “KIND, FUNNY, SMART, and ATTRACTIVE” (according to Cal), and he was dyslexic (a handicap that makes people hard to learn to read and write, although they might be intelligent), therefore used to be considered DUMB, but KIND and KNOW HOW TO COOK.
Throwing into this comedy is their funny friends and their terribly arrogant crazy ex-es (who decided to get them back), their terrible cold, disfuctional families, the nasty American way of life unkind to fat women, etc and etc.. You’ll have so much fun that you’ll beg for more at the end of the book
Thirty-three-year-old Minerva Dobbs is annoyed when her current boyfriend dumps her three weeks before her sisters’ wedding. But she’s downright furious a few moments later when she overhears her now “ex” boyfriend bet hunky Calvin Morrisey that he can’t take her home and bed her. In fact, she’s so angry at them both that she lets Cal take her to dinner and decides to string him along until after her sisters’ wedding. Minerva pegs Cal as a handsome “used car salesman of seducers.” Cal thinks Minerva is a “cranky, starving, risk-averse statistician.” But Minerva’s hormones keep whispering “this one,” although she knows the gorgeous Cal isn’t the man for her practical, white-cotton-bra, several-pounds-over-thin, self. And Cal is blindsided by the lust he feels for the voluptuous, sensual woman he glimpses behind Min’s actuary exterior. While Cal and Min struggle to deal with their mutual distrust and attraction, their friends and families try their best to interfere and direct the progression of the unlikely romantic connection.
Bet Me is unabashedly, irrepressibly romantic. In the wacky, wonderful world of Min and Cal, author Jennifer Crusie leaves no humorous situation unexplored–no potential comedic cauldron left unstirred–no hysterically funny complication left undeveloped. The reader is treated to a seemingly mismatched hero and heroine who fling caution to the winds to explore their unexpected attraction. The sexual tension is hot, the dialogue witty and wickedly sarcastic, and the supporting cast of secondary characters hilarious. Like Min’s favorite Krispy Kreme donuts, this novel is rich and sinfully delicious. Indulge. Enjoy. –Lois Faye Dyer –This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.