“Don’t worry,” I say. “I didn’t think you were trying to hook up with me.” “Good. If I was, I wouldn’t be lame enough to lure you in with a movie.” I blink at him. “Not that I’d be trying to lure you at all,” he says quickly. “Or hooking up with you.” “Um, thanks?” “Wait, only because I wouldn’t be into you like that.” “You want a shovel, Lucky? You’re digging yourself pretty deep.”
