"I appreciate it," Shelton smiled. "I'll have to pay you back some day."
He walked into the other room. The first thing he did was take a shower.
When he was done he looked at the pile of clothes on the ground. His DS uniform was sweat-stained, streaked with dirt, and haggard. Also the black windbreaker with the ironed-on "Dragonstorm" patch was probably a little conspicuous. But for now he needed to worry about cleaning them.
He remembered there had been washing machines down the hall, but he had nothing to wear as he walked to them.
After far too long, he realized he could wrap a towel around his waist. Doing so, he gathered his clothes in a pile and walked to the door.
And stood there, feeling self-conscious.
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Sharon hugged James playfully, and enjoyed the closeness of their embrace.
"James?" she whispered sleepily. Now that sexy time was over, the exhaustion of everything they'd done today was setting over them. But she had to ask a question before they fell asleep. "If we have a kid...can we name him after you? James Zanasiu jr?"