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easy. Just flirt a little. Flutter your eyelashes, smile, soften your tone. It goes a long way. If you like a guy, you can let him know it without telling him in words.”
    Willow was taking mental notes. “So when I meet a guy and I like his style, I should smile at him and hope he gets the message?” Willow frowned. “I don’t think I know how to flirt. I come across like Ugly Betty, and it’s real awkward.”
    Chloe smiled. She was definitely the more social one. Willow, on the other hand, was somewhat shy and didn’t really know how to approach the boys she liked. Chloe was the queen of flirtation, and she liked to impart some of her knowledge to her younger sister.
    “So, let me guess. There’s a guy you like at school, right?”
    Willow smiled shyly and nodded. “This guy named Eric Hall. He is so cute, Chloe! All the girls like him, though, and I don’t know how to get him to notice me when everyone else is trying to get his attention.”
    “Okay,” Chloe said. “You have to act like you’re not that into him. Sounds crazy, but it will work. I promise. He’s probably used to having chicks lavish him with attention. They’re probably throwing themselves at him every day.”
    Willow nodded quickly. “Yeah! They are! You should see these girls at school. They act like groupies! And he just smiles and loves every minute of it. He sits next to me in my art class, but I don’t know what to say to get his attention.”
    “Well, here’s what you do. You’re already halfway there because you’re pretty and you dress nice and you’re a genius! He’d be a fool not to like you. Just step it up a notch. Make sure your lip gloss is popping every time you step into art class. Check your hair in the mirror every time you know you’re going to see him. Make sure you smell good when you’re around him. And flirt with him, Willow.”
    “How?”
    “Just soften your tone when you speak to him. Ask him for help with things you don’t really need help with. Guys love to feel like they’re teaching us something. Let him think he’s doing that. I’m not saying act dumb. Just let him take the lead sometimes. Become his friend, and as a ‘friend’ ask him if he saw a certain movie or if he read a certain book. Ask him to help you with your art project. Eventually, if he has any sense, he’llnotice that you’re different from the other girls because you’re not putting yourself right on out there. He’ll respect that, and soon you’ll have him eating out of the palm of your hand.”
    A knock at the front door interrupted Chloe’s speech. She sprang up from her bed and checked her hair in the mirror. She glanced at the digital clock as she made for the front door. Trey was almost ten minutes early. She got to the front door at the same time her mother did. Rachel smiled at her daughter, who was visibly excited that her new boo was finally about to meet her family.
    When Chloe opened the door and ushered Trey inside, Rachel’s smile broadened. He was such a handsome man. He wasn’t a baggy-pants-and-a-do-rag kinda guy like she saw walking around the city each day. Instead, Trey seemed much older than Chloe, not just in years but in life experience as well. His appearance was neat and pressed. He smelled good; his hair was groomed. And when he smiled at Rachel, she felt herself blush.
    Chloe introduced him, shyly. “Ma, this is Trey.”
    “Hi,” Trey said. “It’s nice to meet you.” He shook her hand, and she noticed that his grip was firm and strong. His hands were hard, presumably from his job in the subway. He looked around the apartment and smiled again. “Your house is so nice. And neat!”
    Rachel’s cheeks hurt from smiling so hard. “Thanks, Trey. It’s nice to meet you, too,” she said. Willow cleared her throat, and Rachel snapped out of it. “This is Willow.”
    Willow smiled and waved her fingers at Trey. He smiled back and nodded in her direction. “Hello,” he said. “I heard a