"Please try not to, I kinda like her in a weird sister way..." she drained her glass and licked her bottom lip. "She keeps me sane when you're driving me the other way." There was a warmth in her eyes but Abi knew she needed Kat and time away from Charlie and Hemingway. Just once a month, it was nice to have her brain back.
She snorted in giggles, picturing this bare knuckle boxer in a tiara. "Fuck, I may need to get you one just to see. I was hoping it was for me to wear but you might look better in it."
Abi turned and put her glass by the sink before folding her arms across her chest and smiling, "Is this one of those 'and it's in my pants' things?"