Gable (9 page)

Date:
October 11, 12:46 p.m.

To:
9565876

Hell yeah, I do. They put a hotdog in the middle of the burrito. That shit’s fucking awesome

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Gross

Date:
October 11, 12:47 p.m.

To:
9543254

OMG It’s disgusting. My friend tried to warn me, but I was curious. You on campus?

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Delectable shit

Date:
October 11, 12:47 p.m.

To:
9565876

Your taste buds must be on the blink ‘cause that shit’s the shit. Yep.

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Delusional

Date:
October 11, 12:47 p.m.

To:
9543254

Tell you what. I’ll leave my tray on the table. There are two burritos untouched. Well, the first one’s a little mutilated because I kinda hacked it open trying to find what the surprise was. Anyway, I’m leaving, so it’s all yours. They’ll be on one of the tables closest to the windows

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Lucid as hell

Date:
October 11, 12:48 p.m.

To:
9565876

Sweet. I’ll be there in 5

Shit! I hoped he was kidding.

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Lucid as hell

Date:
October 11, 12:48 p.m.

To:
9565876

Kidding. Headed home for lunch with my bros

Thank God!

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Lucid as hell

Date:
October 11, 12:48 p.m.

To:
9565876

But I AM tempted to go to the SC to see who you are… ;)

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Sea of women

Date:
October 11, 12:49 p.m.

To:
9543254

Jsyk there are tons of girls here enjoying this fine entrée. It’d be kinda tough to know which one’s me

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Six radar

Date:
October 11, 12:50 p.m.

To:
9565876

Oh, I think I could pick you out

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Six radar

Date:
October 11, 12:50 p.m.

To:
9543254

How?!

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Obvious

Date:
October 11, 12:51 p.m.

To:
9565876

You’d be the one emailing with the goofy grin on your face and guarding a full tray of deliciousness

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From:
9565876

Subject:
I’d rather eat my shoe

Date:
October 11, 12:51 p.m.

To:
9543254 <
[email protected]
>

Ha deliciousness my ass

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Beautiful backside

Date:
October 11, 12:51 p.m.

To:
9565876

I’ll just bet your ass is delicious

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Beautiful backside

Date:
October 11, 12:53 p.m.

To:
9543254

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Hot

Date:
October 11, 12:53 p.m.

To:
9565876

C’mon, Six. I know you’ve gotta have a rockin’ body

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Hot

Date:
October 11, 12:53 p.m.

To:
9543254

How am I supposed to answer that?

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Hot

Date:
October 11, 12:53 p.m.

To:
9565876

By telling me what you’re wearing

I surveyed the student center, a bit paranoid. What if he was in here watching me because he’d figured it out? After scouring the place and not seeing him, I decided to give him a bit of his own flirty medicine.

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From:
9565876

Subject:
You asked

Date:
October 11, 12:55 p.m.

To:
9543254

A black bustier, thong and garter belt with black stockings under a black pencil skirt, white button down shirt tucked in and my black stilettos

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Fuck… me

Date:
October 11, 12:55 p.m.

To:
9565876

Fuck… me

Uh, yes, please.

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Too much?

Date:
October 11, 12:55 p.m.

To:
9543254

You like?

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Perfect

Date:
October 11, 12:56 p.m.

To:
9565876

Hell yeah. Tell me you’re not really wearing that… if you are, I’m turning around and coming back to find you in the SC

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Kidding

Date:
October 11, 12:56 p.m.

To:
9543254

lol Just messing with you

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Damn

Date:
October 11, 12:56 p.m.

To:
9565876

That was one helluva visual

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Wait

Date:
October 11, 12:56 p.m.

To:
9543254

Wait. You’re not emailing and driving are you???

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Guilty

Date:
October 11, 12:57 p.m.

To:
9565876

…

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Law breaker

Date:
October 11, 12:45 p.m.

To:
9543254

STOP right NOW!

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From:
9543254

Subject:
Dominatrix

Date:
October 11, 12:57 p.m.

To:
9565876

I love it when you’re bossy. That shit’s hot…

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From:
9565876

Subject:
Not funny

Date:
October 11, 12:57 p.m.

To:
9543254

I’m not answering you back until I know you’re not driving. It’s illegal to be on your phone anyway. You’ll get pulled over

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From:
9543254

Subject:
I got this

Date:
October 11, 12:58 p.m.

To:
9565876

Not me. I’m kind of a cool character, Six. Haven’t you figured that out yet?

I didn’t answer and I wouldn’t until I knew he wasn’t driving. And, yes, I knew he was a cool character. He’d proven it time and again.

~*~*~*~

Gable was back to his old self at work that night. And I kind of liked that he was. It was better than being ignored by him.

Damn. I was sick in the head.

“We’re mortal enemies, Priss,” he said with a sly smile when I set my tray on the bar.

I frowned not knowing what he was talking about. He nodded at our jerseys.

“You’re wearing the Giants. I’m wearing the Patriots. Just won’t work.”

“Well, darn, since we were
such
great friends before this, that just breaks my heart,” I replied with a roll of my eyes. “Maybe I should change into a different jersey so we’ll be friends again.” If he could be a cool character, I could as well, so I’d just continue being my smartassed self when it came to him.

“Technically, everyone’s a rival of the Patriots so it wouldn’t matter what you changed into.” He chuckled.

I had no idea about pro football so I shook my head and watched as he filled my order. I might’ve watched his butt a little too, but I couldn’t help myself.

After setting the beers on my tray, he leaned over the counter and said low, “Your ass looks particularly delicious tonight, Priss.”

My eyes got huge as I stared at him. He’d said pretty much the same in his email. He had to know! He gave me an impish grin then turned away, going to wait on a customer leaving me standing there with my mouth hanging open.