They entered the hotel room, and Ethan still wasn't letting it go. "Yeah, you do. That was disgusting. I don't think I could even have sex with you tonight, with out thinking of..." He shuddered at the thought of what he was going to. Shaking his head he reached into his food bag to find the Whooper he ordered. Sitting cross legged on the single bed in the room, he took a bite.
With a mouth half full, he nodded and spoke. "Baby, you're always welcome in the shower with me. I don't think I'd tell you no on that. Unless you wanted to bring one of your disgusting eighty year old boyfriends." He scrunched up his nose at her as he swallowed. "Disgusting." He took another bite. Yeah, everything was stashed. Their room was completely legal, and the one gun that was in their room, was legal to. Registered to Ethan, and it was in it's holster under his pillow on the bed. Which was the closest to the door. Which he insisted on having that spot every time the slept.
They had ememies, and if someone decided to try and get them in their bed, he was going to protech Leticia with his life.