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Rafferty Sinclair knew the plan was doomed the moment his falsies dropped to his navel.

He was sitting down at the time and didn't think the woman snoozing in the seat next to him on the commuter airplane headed for the Keys noticed.

He wriggled his shoulders and dug his elbows into his abdomen in an attempt to keep the damn things from slipping any lower. A quick decision was needed here. Unfortunately, his stringent training and ten years with the FBI hadn't included a section on cross-dressing on the job.

Twisting his broad body again, he tried desperately not to awaken the woman next to him. Oops. He dug his straight, upper false teeth into his bottom lip as he felt what could only be a bra strap break free. He'd told Duncan they were stuffing too much padding into the D-sized bra cups, but his partner, and now former friend, was adamant that it was better to be over-stuffed than not full enough. Now, after slight air turbulence, Rafferty's fears had come true.