When I was crushed because the high school football team captain actually started ducking me in the halls to avoid being daily ambushed by my gooey-eyed, oh-so-obvious flirting signals, my father gave me the best piece of romance advice I've ever heard. "The best way to land a man," he said, "is to let him chase you until you catch him."
And now, it's sharing time. What's the best piece of romance advice you ever got?
