"I don't know about you, but I'm looking forward to that game tonight." Clarissa grins. "I can see us having so much fun. Plus, I want to see if Tyler tries to win and take us to dinner."
The truth was that it didn't matter if Tyler played well; all of the attention and hope would be placed on Carter. As long as he performed, the fearsome beasts would win the game. This would mean that Tyler would expect us to go to dinner with him tonight; while I would want Atticus to think that I was going to the dinner, I wouldn't actually do something like that. I don't believe Clarissa would, either. This was all about teaching him a lesson, nothing else. I wasn't actually interested in Tyler, but he didn't have to know that. It was better for him to think he wasn't the only one with my full attenti
