Jim had the feeling that Hazel had taken quite a disliking to him, which only made her company that much more pleasurable. The topic of conversation, his irresistibleness, continued as he responded, “Well of course it’s so.   It’s almost...magical.” He twirled his hand in the air in a dramatic fashion. “How else can you explain your sudden consumption of this fine liquor. You’re fighting the natural want of me.”<br/><br/>Jim lifted his eyebrows in quick succession before flashing another bright smile. It was clear he was joking with Hazel, but was it out of sheer frivolity, or because he was afraid of her or anyone else realizing how uncomfortable he really was around women.