He watched as Taz complained some more about the tight fit of his suit. Somewhere along the way it had shrunk � or so Taz suggested � and now it wouldn�t fit properly. He�d made countless biting remarks and was plucking and pulling at it, trying to make himself more comfortable. Big shoulders in a too small jacket was never a good idea.

Joey sighed, walking over and pulling at one arm, gleefully watching the jacket shift slightly. Amazed eyes turned to him.

�How�d you do that?!�

He shrugged. His eyes were honest, voice soft.

�I�ve spent many nights mentally undressing you.�
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