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She hadn't realized the shirt belonged to Barry when she found it in her office. He must have used it to change in a hurry one day and left it behind. She'd just assumed it was Ronnie's when she found it and pushed it aside, not wanting to think about it until the day the heater broke and she needed more than a lab coat to stay warm.
“You can keep it,” Barry told her when he recognized it as his. He'd grinned with the kind of innocence only Barry seemed to have and told her, “it'll be like having a hug from me whenever you want it—even if you don't.”
And she'd smiled and kept it despite her misgivings.
She was wearing it the first time he kissed her.