“A fair trade,” Doug agreed. “Fine. I can tell you that Maggie is a romantic. She loves flowers, milk chocolate truffles, and the language of love. So, if you’re not the expressive type, she’s not the girl for you.”
“Okay.” So his flowers had been spot-on. Words, hmm? He could do that.
Benny drank and watched him. “Question: Have you ever cheated on any of your exes?”
“Nope.”
“Ever done drugs?”
“I smoked pot once back in high school.”
“How old are you?” Doug asked.
“Thirty-three. How old are you?”
“How old do Ilook?”
At the glint in Doug’s eye and Benny’s grin, Reggie knew to err on the side of youth. “I don’t know. Thirty-one?”
“Oh, I do like you.”
Benny shook his head. “Suck-up.”
“Ignore him, Reggie.”
Reggie tried not to laugh so much, but he found himself relaxing with the pair. “My turn. Does Maggie’s family not support her at all? When she was hurt, no one came to visit but you guys.” He knew her parents had died, but she had no other relatives nearby?
Doug frowned. “Her parents are both deceased. I think she has a few cousins and an aunt on her mom’s side, but they’re all assholes she hasn’t talked to since her folks’ funeral. She had Stephen, but they’re divorced.”
“Are they still friends?”
“Yes. Stephen’s not a bad guy. He’s just not a great guy for Maggie.”
“Hmm.”
“Our turn,” Benny said. “Do you have money?”
“I’m comfortable but not rich. I have my own house, my own car, and don’t live with my dad. That what you want to know?”
“Pretty much, yes.”
“Does Stephen help out with Emily’s child support?” Reggie asked.
“Yes. He’s a responsible father.” Doug nodded. “Financially anyway.”
“You a gym rat?” Benny asked, eyeing Reggie’s arms and chest. “Not into steroids, are you? Those aren’t healthy.”
Reggie didn’t get a prurient sense of interest from the man. “No. I like to work out. It’s part of the job, but it’s also a hobby.”
“What do you bench?”
“My max? Three hundred, but that was a while ago. Now I do reps for max effort, not max weight.”
“Nice. Three hundred isn’t bad.”
“Okay. I gotta know. Your max?”
Benny made a muscle, and Reggie was damn impressed. “Three seventy-five was my heaviest. But I used to lift guys in the ring who easily weighed two forty, two fifty.”
