Ray was all for covering up. It was lucky that his brain was functioning just enough to scramble off the bed and begin tugging clothes on wherever they fit. It was a case of more haste, less speed, but he eventually got his legs in the right holes and pulled up his trousers.

All the while, he babbled on from the nerves and shock.

"I don't even live here. This is just a huge terrible mistake. I can't believe this is happening, what the hell, I didn't think-- I didn't know-- Oh, God."

Pants on, he turned back to the guy, eyes wide.

"This didn't happen, okay?"