"Wait!" I scrambled to my feet, my heart suddenly racing with possibility. "Michele, wait!"

He paused at the door, one hand on the handle, and looked back at me with a raised eyebrow. "What?"

"How do I do it?" I asked in a rushed. "How do I make him love me? What should I say or do? Is there something specific he likes or..."

Michele stared at me like I'd just grown a second head. "Are you serious right now?"

I blinked at him, confused by the question. "Yes? You just said I should make him ...