He had thought he’d been successful on the phone in persuading her not to come see him, but she had bribed him with an “extra” coffee that she just happened to have. Abe, you’re such a slut for coffee, and apparently everyone knows it. “I’m fine,” he repeated yet again. “Really.” And he smiled to emphasize how “fine” he was. “Abe, get that ugly excuse for a smile off your face and tell me what’s wrong. What happened with you and Geoff?” “Tenacious little thing, aren’t you?” “Tenacious, yes. Little, hell no. Thing?” She gave him an arch look. “Sorry, babe. You were the one who insisted upon seeing me before I’m caffeinated.” “Meow. That actually almost sounded like the real you.” She softened her expression. “What happened, Abe?” Just like that, Abe found himself telling her the whole story, not pulling any punches when it came to his own stupidity in falling for a man who was already in love with someone else, not to mention sleeping with him in the first place.
