“Well for me I have a more important question now like who’s in charge of wedding planning?” asked Cujo. “I hope to meet some cuties. Some real Bettys, if you know what I mean.” Cujo eyeballed Caleb who sat behind him. “Make sure you invite some, okay? Open bar, right?”
Caleb chuckled. “I’ll make sure that we have some hot women for you Cujo. That’s always the goalin a gay wedding, right?” Caleb paused because he realized he sounded more sarcastic than he meant to be. Cujo was, well, just being Cujo. “Anyway, Sebastian’s been doing a lot of the planning. But, I’ll probably have to take over since he can’t work on it while he’s in Rio.” Caleb laughed as he spoke. “So I’ll keep your wishes in mind.”
Garrison put away his cellphone that he’d been staring at since he got in the pick-up then started the truck and began backing up. Cujo turned his head and faced Caleb again. “So you guys set a date in September?”