Normally Shawn didn't react this way. The tears streamed down as Olivia held him from behind. At first he couldn't speak from the choking feeling in his throat. How long had it been since he cared for some one and had the feeling reciprocated? Too long. The emotion he had for Olivia as she wrapped her arms around him ran deeper then a crush. It was a while but he was mature enough to know the feeling when it hit him. Love had him tighter then Olivia's embrace. Shawn took a hard swallow and placed his hands over Olivia's.

Clearing his throat and rubbing her forearms Shawn turned his head to the left. "You being safe, is a blessing to me. That dress was real eye catching. It's been more then three years since a woman wore something just for me. It struck me hard, like your kindness. Now that you're safe I don't want to loose you. Ever." Shaw was breathing rather shallow. "I... I would love to have dinner with you." He slid his fingers to interlock with hers. "I want to tell you all the things I should have that night." Shawn squeezes Olivia's fingers very gently. He could feel her warmth against his back. Just the closeness was intoxicating. 

Shawn was becoming aware of the cold outside. "I should get ready for dinner. I wouldn't want to be late."He unlocked his fingers from Olivia and began to walk to the boat. He stopped turned half way and smiled. Shawn boarded the boat and as soon as the door closed he put his palm to his forehead. "Stupid. I ain't got a thing to wear that's nice." He stood there weighing the risk to run to the city and find a dry cleaners for a shirt and slacks. "Yea, why don't I order take out too? Think dummy." He remembered there being a tux he used some of it for rags. He hadn't gotten to the shirt. He went into the small compartment and found it. It was wrinkled but clean. He tried it on only to find the buttons wouldn't reach and the arms were too tight. "Dang!" He tossed it on the ground and searched through the new stuff he found something that was decent. Not flashy but it would work with the clean pair of jeans. Clean.. He tore off the clothes that he had on for almost three days and showered. For once he was glad the water was cold. 

Shawn got dressed and wore jeans and the white with black stripped flannel cotton shirt he found. The shirt was a little tight but he figured it would do for the night. He cut all his nails and trimmed the beard with the scissors he found. No tooth paste but he decided to brush anyway. The major benefit was boats always had water for hygiene. He left a note to run the engine to charge the battery and to have a search for gas later as well. Shawn pulled out the few things he was going to give Olivia and put them in his bag. Going over to a ladies house empty handed was just not done in the south. A few hours had passed he thought it would be a good time to go over and see if he could help.