“Yeah…” I allowed, not daring to hope.
“You wanna go back to my room and I’ll give you one?”
Only the fact that I had been immersed in steam and heat for half an hour and every muscle in my body was placid and mushy kept me from putting an eye out at this suggestion, and while Todd, Jr. didn’t snap to attention, Josh definitely had his interest.
“That sounds awesome,” I managed, practically sliding out of my chair.
We took another shower, this one quite nearly cold, then tried to dry off before getting dressed. We were still sweating profusely, impurities spilling out, having been coaxed by the heat, and had to sit for a minute in the relatively cooler air of the locker room to let the perspiring, if not stop, at least subside.