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lot about you.”
    Willow forced another smile. For some reason, Willow already didn’t like him. She couldn’t put her finger on why. But something about him made her feel hesitant to welcome him with open arms. Willow figured that maybe it was pure envy, since Chloe was having her socks knocked off while Willow had yet to even be kissed. She brushed off the jealousy as Rachel ushered them into her living room and offered Trey something to drink. He politely declined, and they all sat down.
    Rachel wasted no time. “So, Trey,” she began, crossing her legs. “You’re new to Staten Island?”
    He nodded. “Yeah. I like it, though. It’s quiet.”
    “Where did you live before that?” Willow asked. She was curious as hell about this man Chloe had brought home.
    “The Bronx.” He brushed imaginary lint off his shirt and shifted nervously.
    “Your family still live there?” Rachel asked.
    Trey looked at the floor. “My father does.” He looked up at Chloe and then smiled at Rachel. “I see where Chloe gets her good looks from. No disrespect, but you’re very pretty.”
    Rachel felt herself starting to blush again. She thanked Trey for his compliment and cleared her throat.
    He looked at Willow now. “You, too. Chloe talks about you all the time.”
    “So you work in the subway, huh?” Willow asked.
    Again, he nodded. “Yeah. I help maintain the subway tracksat night. It’s cool. A lot of rats and homeless people. But I’m used to it.”
    Willow frowned. Rats made her skin crawl. She looked at Trey and wondered how a guy this cute could have such an ugly job. “You must make a lot of money doing that, since you keep buying Chloe so much nice stuff!”
    “What kind of stuff?” Rachel asked, frowning slightly herself.
    Chloe shot a glare at her sister. She didn’t want Rachel to know the amount of money Trey spent on her, because she knew her mother wouldn’t approve. Rachel had always lectured her daughters about not letting guys trick their dough on them.
It makes a man feel powerful over you, like he owns you,
she’d always say. Personally, Chloe felt her mother was being hypocritical, since she knew that Rachel accepted gifts from the man she was dating. But out of respect, Chloe had never said that to her mother.
    Rachel looked at Chloe, then at Trey, then back again. She looked Chloe up and down and noticed the Coach sneakers she was wearing and the big diamond hoop earrings hanging from her ears. “Did Trey buy you those earrings?” she asked.
    Chloe nodded uneasily. “Yes, he did,” she said, sensing her mother’s disapproval.
    “And those sneakers, too?”
    “They’re birthday presents, Ma.”
    “Expensive ones,” Rachel observed.
    “She deserves it,” Trey replied, smiling at Chloe and then looking back at Ms. Webster.
    “Why does she deserve them?” Rachel asked. “Don’t get me wrong—she
does
deserve nice things—but I wanna know why
you
think she deserves them.” Rachel was really wondering if Chloe was already screwing this boy. And if she was, Rachel didn’t even want to imagine what her daughter was doing to get such expensive tokens of affection.
    Trey cleared his throat. “Because she’s a true lady. She was raised well, carries herself like a princess, and so I treat her as such.”
    Rachel noticed that Trey was saying all the right things. Still, her intuition tugged at her. “How old are you, Trey?”
    “Twenty-seven.”
    “I see,” Rachel said simply. The six-year age difference between Trey and her daughter bothered her, but Rachel decided she’d speak with Chloe about that later.
    “Trey goes to school part-time at BMCC. He’s studying psychology.” Chloe smiled proudly as she said it.
    Trey simply nodded in agreement.
    Rachel raised an eyebrow, impressed. “Psychology is a very interesting field of study.”
    He nodded again. “It is. I like it. It’s interesting to find out what makes people tick. What sets them off and things like