“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 Jake settle on his stomach then left to take a shower.