Beau flagged down the waitress to tell her, “Give me the same as he had, to go, and give me the check for everything.”
“You didn’t have to do that,” Rick protested.
“Like I said—”
“I need fattening up.” Rick looked at him gratefully. “Thanks.”
“No problem.” Beau finished the last of his coffee before asking, “Do you have a safe place to crash?”
“Yeah. Back where you found me. But if the cops were going there, because someone called about a dead body…”
“Got it. Okay, don’t take this the wrong way, but I’ve got a spare bed if you want to use it, tonight. You can shower, too.”
Rick looked at him with distrust, saying snarkily, “And you want what in return? A blowjob? Sex?”
Beau rolled his eyes. “I think a blowjob issex, just not all the way. And, no, that’s not why I’m offering.”