Jake didn’t argue. He was fine with being reasonably clean, although he’d have killed for a shower. When they were finished he brushed his teeth, took his pills, and put on his briefs, with Russ’s help, before returning to the bedroom.
“Now…are you going home?” Jake asked after sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Nope. I can sleep here, or on the sofa. Your choice.”
“Damn it, I’ll be fine on my own. I can’t get into any trouble sleeping.”
“Actually you can if you roll onto your back. So, I’m guess I’m spending the night in your bed to keep that from happening.”
Jake managed a smile, replying, “That’s one hell of a come-on line.”
“Is, isn’t it? Lie down and I’ll be back in a few minutes. At least I have clean clothes with me for tomorrow, thanks to you not needing them.”
Russ helped Jak
