"No." No, he hadn't, at all, and he knew he'd looked at her the same way a few times. "I just know that I'm with you. ...I guess it's that old fear rearing up again. Waitin' for you to find somebody better."

His tie joined his vest, and then went his shirt and his glove. It left him in a tank top, arm shining under the lights there in the room. "Guess I should know better by now, but I've always known you were better than me."