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7. I Am Searching for Something I Lost

I can't find them anywhere. They're pretty jewels hanging from a pearl strand that go perfectly with my dress, and I can't find them anywhere!

Barry's trying to help. I know he is. But he doesn't know how I organize my make-up or my clothes. I'm supposed to expect him to know where my jewelry is?

No, I don't think so.

Still, as I pace back and forth throughout our bedroom and bathroom, I can't help but be aware of him standing in the middle of the bedroom, not moving to avoid me running into him, and running his hand through his hair, gripping his locks because he doesn't know what to do to help me and he's afraid to do nothing.

"Iris…"

"Yeah, Barry?" I ask, still digging through drawers of jewelry and make-up.

And then it must occur to him what he can do, because he takes one step, halts me with his hands on my arms and kisses me before I can stop him, his lips pressed to mine in a surprisingly sensuous kiss.

Something occurs to me, and I break away.

"What? What?" His eyes are wide.

"My coat pocket." I grin wide and instantly take off for the stairs.

He follows me quickly and watches as I reach the door, then the coat hangers, then my dress coat and reach inside.

"No," he says in disbelief.

My smile spreads somehow further as I turn to dangle the earrings before him.

"Guess you're my lucky charm, Allen," I say, and I know I've boosted his ego, but I don't care.

Barry Allen is my everything.