"Lots of roses," she intoned. Corey was starting to squirm in his seat, uncomfortable with the subject matter.
"Anything else women want?"
"Tell me about her. What's she like?"
"She's a single mom. She was my high school sweetheart."
Abby wrapped her hands around her mug and leaned back in her chair. She settled in like it was going to be a long uphill haul. "Well, hell. You should know everything about her. What's taken you so long to propose?"
"That is a long story. Maybe I should offer to retire for her."
Corey looked panicked. "You just signed a five year deal man."
Kip laughed. "I'm joking. Mandy wouldn't ask me to quit. She'd walk away from me. Again."
"I gotta pee," Abby said with a giggle, skipping away from the table. Kip and Corey took advantage of her departure to admire her tight backside. She had nothing on Mandy's sweet curves, but he could look damn it.
"So you done pumping my one night stand for information so I can take her, uh, home." Corey smiled weakly.
Kip laughed. "She offered. Is it bothering you?"
"For Mandy I'd do anything," Corey said. "Honestly. Trust me, you die tomorrow, I'm asking her out after the funeral."
"I don't doubt anything." Kip leaned back in his chair to take a sip of the coffee. And then the light bulb went on over his head. He sat up, sloshing his coffee over the side of his cup. "Shit. Shit." He set the mug down and wiped his hands on his pants.
"What?" Abby said, practically bounding back in the room.
"I spilled my coffee. After I had an idea. I gotta go and do some shopping." He stood up quickly. "Thank you both."
Corey looked at him pleadingly. Begging with his eyes. Kip was tempted to leave him on his own. Let the dummy figure it out. But, he took pity on him. Kip dropped his shoulders. "Corey, I need you to come with me. Seriously."
Abby looked from Corey to Kip, who took pity on her as well. She obviously wasn't ready to leave. "Abby, you've been a great help. Do you need a ride somewhere?" She looked like she was going to cry. "Sure."