Jason had drank a couple of beers while she was in the shower, and of course there were plenty of dirty images running through his mind about how she'd look good washing up her breasts and if she needed help getting along her back. But he continually tossed that at himself just being a horrible pervert and being excited to be alive. It wasn't all about her, was it?
Although if he stopped to think about it, she was an incredibly attractive woman but possibly not his type in the fact that he couldn't see her being too 'freaky' in the bedroom. Sure he had heard a story or two from Hoyt but it sounded boring. 'Oh missionary, oh yes, oh I'm so big.' eyeroll, snore snore. He didn't believe that Hoyt was packing more than he was, and the stories themselves just made him nearly fall asleep. That boy, was pretty damn boring in the sack. No wonder she left him.
His eyes perked up as she came in and he bit his lip lightly at the image before trying to gather hit wits about him. "You stay like that all night an' I may come over more." he smirked as he got up with a couple of Bill's clothes in his hand as he walked by her towards the bathroom for his turn.
"Thanks sweetheart." He offered before moving towards the bathroom itself and tossing off his jeans and throwing them away as well. He'd have to wear something of Bill's home, but he had so many worn in jeans that it wasn't going to be that big of a problem. There was a notion to 'take care of himself' in the shower but he'd refrain from that. The last thing he needed was to let out a pleasure moan or something and freak out the poor girl that was doing so much to help him out.
Although the wording of 'All yours' continued to ring in his ear and anytime his eyes closed he had a smoldering image of Jessica claiming that same thing but in much more provocative natures. His shower wasn't too long either as he just made sure to wash his hair and get his entire body before heading out after drying off and wrapping himself in a robe.
His face was still dripping slightly with water as he looked towards her, "I've ... You..." He could have swore that he heard some of those words from outside the door but he shook it off slightly, "I'm sorry I've been havin' some weird thoughts since you saved me." He added with a light chuckle, looking down and noticing the belt not even tied yet but at least he had put on the pajama pants that he planned to wear to bed so it was only giving off a show of his chest still, nothing she hadn't seen already. "I mean I took V before, so know there's some sexuality that comes wit' it ... but um... I've never had it targeted at anyone in general, and it is now ... if you catch my drift." He didn't want to tell her about his thoughts completely, but was hoping that she'd be able to figure it out with his horrible context clues.