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you.”
    He looks over Destiny’s head at me and makes a clucking sound with his tongue. And with that, I know what the answer will be before he ever speaks. “I would, but I have to be at the golf course at the ass-crack of dawn…first foursome is set to go off at like 5:35 I think. Maybe you guys can swing by the club for breakfast or something though.”
    “Yeah, maybe…”
    “Oh, hey, what time is it?” he asks, grabbing Destiny’s wrist to look at her rhinestone bejeweled watch instead of his own barebones one, “Sweet! It’s quittin’ time! Or, you know, time for me to drive across town so I can clock in at Walmart. Enjoy your movie!”
    Destiny and I both wave and watch him take off towards an employee’s only door. She sighs when he takes his bow tie off and then his tuxedo shirt, leaving him in the tight-fitted tank undershirt. I roll my eyes and use my own hand to wipe the saliva from her chin this time before turning to stare up at the movie selections again.
    Two minutes don’t pass before Destiny is nudging me again and whispering in my ear. “Cole is staring at you…”
    “No, he’s not,” I tell her without even looking to see if he is or not, “He’s probably staring at you.”
    “Uh, no, he’s totally watching you.”
    I glance over to where he’s talking to another theater employee. He is actually looking at me. When I raise my eyebrows in question though, he grins and blows me a kiss. I can’t help it; I blow him one back and then laugh when he catches it and holds it to his heart with a big, overly dramatic sigh and look of joy on his face.  
    “I know he’s supposedly Holden’s best friend and all, but I think he likes you,” Destiny tells me with raised brows, like she’s either intrigued or warning me—I’m not sure which.
    “He so doesn’t like me, Destiny. Not like that anyway. That’s just Cole. He’s one giant, ridiculous tease…always has been, always will be,” I say, shaking my head and smiling at Cole as he winks at me again on his way out of the theater. Then I mumble to myself, “Besides, I secretly think he’s gay.”
    Honestly, I’ve known him for like ever and I know a ton of girls in addition to my drooling friend here have crushes on him, and he has a certain reputation too; his habit of casually kissing girls on the cheek or head no doubt contributes to it. However, sometimes I wonder if those girls have made things up and convinced themselves of his exploits in the hopes that they’ll have a chance to be one of them, because I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen him do anything with a girl outside of holding hands or taking part in a few public displays of affection in the form of some minor kissing at parties. So from my knowledge, that reputation of his is all based on rumors and hearsay.
      She starts cracking up. “Oh my God, Erica, you’re high! Cole Hastings is sooo not gay! He’s a total player! You know, I heard he hooked up with Becca Gibson not more than ten minutes after he dropped Hannah Dunlop off from their date after his shift here that same night, during which I also heard he got her to go down on him in the theater,” she rambles, “Ew…now I don’t know if I wanna see a movie here or not. That’s kinda gross, not knowing if we’re sitting in the same seats where some guy’s man milk was spit out, even if it was Cole’s.”
    My jaw drops. “Really, Destiny? My grandma comes to this theater!”
    She simply looks at me innocently and says, “Well, you should warn her then. I heard Becca swallows, but Hannah is a renowned spitter.”
    I throw my hands up in resignation and start shaking my head as I turn to leave.
    “What? I thought we were gonna see a movie!”
    Pushing through the doors to go back into the mall, I call over my shoulder, “Nope, I’m waiting for DVD from now on.”
    “Why?” she asks, catching up with me.
    I turn to stare at her. “Why?” She nods and gives me a confused, quizzical look.