"Ready to go?" I asked, spinning around to Buddy. He looked up, nodding his head, picking up his suit jacket.
"Let's go."
I stopped at the front door, looking at his attire. "You're so overdressed Bud, it's hot outside, you don't need a jacket."
His shoulders shrugged as he tried to push past me to leave the house, my tight grip on his wrist the only thing stopping him. "Why don't you leave the jacket at home?"
"I don't want to." He spoke. He tried to move once more but I kept a firm grip. His eyes fell on mine, his bottom lip quivering.
"Talk to me." I pleaded.
"I'm just not feeling good at the moment. I've barely been to the gym, my body isn't in a condition to show off in just a tight shirt."
"Are you serious?"
He nodded, looking to the floor. "I just know that I'm not that big at the moment."
"That doesn't make you any less handsome, you're still you, you're strong and powerful, with a body so many people would love to have. Just try with the shirt, for me, and if you really want to, then you can put the jacket on."
"Okay." He whispered, draping the jacket over his forearm. "Just for you."
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