Grace smiled softly as Bobby took his hand out of hers and placed it directly on her thigh instead. "Of course, I understand, Bobby! As for being jealous, well...I don't know. I get my pangs from time to time, but it's not something I dwell on. I always figured, if Jim wanted someone else, then by all means. Just don't expect me to hang around til he gets back, you know?"<br/><br/>She looked away then, realizing exactly what she had said, a flush creeping up over her face.<br/><br/>As she looked into his eyes once more, she noticed the change in his expression. "Maybe I let go too much, or maybe you need to learn how to let go a little more," she whispered, inching her face towards his slowly. Her Cheshire cat grin returning, she licked her lips slowly, but made no further move. If he wants something, he knows damn well how to take it, she thought, and if he doesn't, I'm not about to take what rightfully isn't mine either.