“Oh you don’t look so good.” he said.
“Yea, I came down with something, maybe it was the punch.” I said, thinking on the spot.
“Oh want me to come in keep you company?” he asked already walking in.
“No!... umm I mean i’m like going to get you sick.” I said pushing him out the door.
“You sure? Because I can….”
“Go!... please.”
“Ok, feel better.” he said walking out.
I slammed the door, and leaned against it and let out a long needed sigh. I walked back upstairs. There was Ricky looking as comfortable as possible in boxer briefs listening to his iPod. He looked up.
“I like the tissue.” he said grinning.
I still had the tissue in my nose. I pulled it out. I couldn’t help looking at the rise in the center of his boxer briefs.
“I’m gonna go take a shower.” I said.
“Kay.” he said.
I walked into the bathroom and got into the shower. The water ran down my body. It felt so good, maybe it would wash away the sickness heh. The bathroom door opened, and I saw Ricky’s shadow on the other side.