"I did like remodeling the house, maybe I could do that." And it would give him a reason to contact her. Not that he needed to ask questions, but... Will was over thinking things already. He glanced at the tupperware. "The cinnamon would likely be good to dunk in the coffee." If they were anything like the coffee cake from the bakery. Which he avoided like the plague, unless Abigail was alone.
He made a pained face. Had he really said it like that? He rubbed his free hand over his face. "I stuck my foot in my mouth, didn't I?"