Chapter 18

“Yeah. I didn’t have any strength left after drying you off. Sorry.” He studiously avoided looking at my dick. I gazed around, not noticing a pillow or sleeping bag on the floor.

“Did you sleep in the bed with me?”

“It’s my bed,” he pointed out, biting his lip.

I nodded gingerly. “Did we…” I would have made some sort of suggestive gesture, but my headache wouldn’t permit it.

Scott got the gist. “Ha! Ah, no. You weren’t exactly is a state to…you know.”

“Right.” I breathed in, catching a whiff of something. “Shit, dude—I puked all over you.”

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s totally not. I’m so sorry, Scott!” I went to stand up, but thought better of it.

Scott reached out as if to support me. “It’s okay, Theo. It—” he nodded his head to one side “—well, it was gross. But…I didn’t mind.” He kept biting his lip.

I shook my head. “Well, thank you for—” I looked back at the bed “—stuff.”

“You’re welcome.”