During the few seconds she was gone, Boomer had two thoughts: "I should have gone after all" and "I wonder if I could peek at her getting dressed without being caught". He opted not to, which turned out well as she came back only a second later, looking far more like she had before leaving.<br/><br/>Only hotter. The gown did little to conceal her body. Though it wasn't see-through or anything, it didn't deny her curves, her shape. As she patted her bed, beckoning him to join her, Boomer wanted more than her kiss. He wanted her. Standing up, Boomer moved to the head of the bed beside Bubbles and lay down beside her. It was difficult to keep his eyes on hers and away from other parts of her body that were alluring in other ways. "Are you hurt," he asked simply to avoid saying nothing.