Aw, damn, did he say that out loud? And did McCoy just call him gorgeous? Scotty had been called many things in his life, and some of them were even complimentary, but he couldn't remember ever being called gorgeous.

He didn't know if it was the heat or not, but there was a blush rising on McCoy's face that made Scotty just want to wrap his arms around him and cuddle him senseless. And then maybe do other things, but he didn't want to get ahead of himself.

"Aye," he said breathlessly. All his extremities were tingling and he didn't know if it were the heat, his hunger or the sudden excitement of it all that was making him so dizzy. "Aye... you're a beautiful man, McCoy."

He swallowed, hard, wondering how far he could venture. "I've got some food in the pantry. I could make ye breakfast right here." He glanced away, embarrassed. "If ye wanted."