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When I saw him the next morning, you would think I would be scared or insanely uncomfortable; but all I could do was smile. Luckily, Joey didn't interpret this as the truth, but instead as an explanation that makes me look better.

"Okay, I get it. You were good, tricked me, made me practice," he eventually said after avoiding my stares. I smiled wider. I guess even after all those times I've been mistaken for gay, now even Joey would never suspect that as an option. He was just assuming that I'm smiling because I overpowered him, not because I could have enjoyed every second of our make-out sessions.

I was about to go back to my cereal, but before I could take another spoonful Joey walked behind me.

"Chandler…" he called. I turned around on the bar stool and when I was facing him, he quickly leaning in and kissed me! He let his lips linger only a little bit and then pulled back. My mouth was left open while he grinned at me.

"Good?" he asks.

"Yea- w-what was that for though?" I am working hard to conceal my unbelievable joy.

"Just making sure, my final audition is today and…" he stops for a moment. "Thanks for helping me practice," he says softly.

"Anytime." It is killing me to act cool. He gives me a friendly pat on my shoulder, then grabs his coat and backpack and walks out.

Later that night, I come home from work and see we have message. I press the button on the machine. Its Joey's agent… she's talking, jabbering away. Man, this woman can go on forever. I almost skipped the message so I wouldn't have to finish it and then she finally reveals Joey got the part. I nearly fell over from the sudden excitement that came over me. I couldn't help, but take a little pride in the fact that I must have been a component in the kissing improving. A few minutes later he walked in and I couldn't wipe the grin off my face. He looked at me strangely.

"What?"

I stayed where I was, still grinning like a buffoon.

"What!" he grew impatient.

"You got it," I said. He didn't understand.

"Got what?"

"The part, Joe, you got the part!" I exclaimed, moving closer to him with anticipation. His face lit up.

"I got it? I got it?" he smiled wider and wider. I nodded.

"I got the part, woooo hooo!" he yelled. We celebrated by beginning to jump up and down with joy. He threw me into a hug. As he tried to release, I tightened my hold. After a few seconds, he stood still and let him arms awkwardly drop as I still held on to him. I couldn't let go, I wouldn't let myself.

"Chandler?" he questioned me. I didn't answer and remained in the embrace.

"Uh, okay man…" he said as he struggled to push me off him. He stared at me oddly after he finally got me to let go. Instead of sweating like a pig in fear of what he would think, a newfound confidence was taking over inside of me.

"Sorry," I shrugged casually with a smile. He was weirded out by how I was acting.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be? This is great news and you have to agree I'm partly to thank, aren't I?"

"I guess, I already said thank you."

"Hey, do you need any more practice for your scenes?" A seductive voice suddenly took over. I could sense I was making Joey nervous, but I liked that even more. I stepped closer and he immediately stepped back.

"What, I'm not going to do anything," I said in a teasing voice. I liked having a sense of power over him. I took another step and he did the same. I did it again until his back hit the door. The control I seemed to have over him in this moment was unreal. I smiled.

"Are you…scared of me, Joey?" My voice was almost taunting, which I don't even think I've ever heard from my own mouth. Now he was taken aback by my words.

"No," he stated firmly.

"Then, why are you cornered against the door?"

He looked at himself and tried to brush it off in a cool manner. He acted nonchalant while stepping away from the door, but there wasn't much distance between us. He was unsettled again when he realized he had stepped so close to me, I was blocking his path. I bit my lip in a smile.

"What?" he spoke. I think he intended that to come out as threatening, but instead it sounded timid. At least, his slightly embarrassed expression indicated this. All I wanted to do was kiss his adorable face and then take his shirt off. What, that's not too weird, is it? I figured we would get no where if I didn't just come out and say something. I didn't want to play pretend with him forever. And no matter what happens, I can't keep playing with him. He needs to know what I'm feeling and what's going on with me. I have to because I don't just want a few minutes with him, I want a lifetime. I want him for every night and day, not just now. Okay, that's it, I have to tell him. I'm going to say something, right now. He's waiting for me to do something. Move out of his way or explain myself. I have to, okay here it goes…

What do I say?