Carson said. “And we’re going to be with our ladies.” “I can’t wait to see Lisa.” I let out a hard breath. “Too bad Monica insisted in going along on our date.” “It’s not a date, man.” Carson turned down the volume in the King Cab. “It’s just friends grabbing something to eat and catching a movie.” “Yeah, right. Maybe Monica believes that, but I don’t. And what about Sherry? Doesn’t she think this is a date?” “We haven’t talked about it yet. I think I’m going to wait until our last game on Friday. Football season ends, and Paul will go out for basketball. Me and you will start wrestling practice, and I won’t have to be around him as much. Maybe it won’t feel so weird.” “Sounds like a good plan.” I thrust my fingers through my hair. “Wish I had a plan to get around Monica.” “You better quit calling her that.” Carson parked the pickup in front of Sherry’s house. “One of these days, you’re going to slip and call her by her first name.”
