Love Me

"I'd like to propose to you a deal,"

"What kind of deal?" I asked.

"A deal that I can make you fall in love with me in at least six months,"

"I doubt that," I scoffed

"You know what Shakespeare said,
“Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.”"

"Um, okay,"

"So do we have a deal, can I make you love me?"