Jack leaned forward, licking his lips before he caught himself. "You wore a little red leather dress to my birthday party?" He looked down, then back up, a glint in his eyes. "Any chance you might wear it again?"
"Don't tell me. I wouldn't be able to resist getting it for you, and you in red leather, especially if there's not much of it, would be the death of me." He grinned at her. "There's only so much my poor heart can take."
Jack groaned and dropped his head into his hands. "Like that nothing you gave her for halloween wasn't enough. I am completely doomed." He didn't sound at all unhappy about the prospect, though.
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