Bob's hands were sweating and he cleared his throat. It was me.. but it wasn't a brush ... he cough again... it was a k kiss" there! he had gotten it out. His heart was pounding now. He wanted to offer her a shower, but was afraid .. how would she react? He made some more small talk. "we have to get your car later do you remember where you parked it? You were pretty out of it last night. Finally he decided he had to ask or give up completely. he just blurted it out " would you like a shower? Theres towels and a robe in bathroom and I can toss your clothes in the washer for you.