<strong>Jim</strong><br/><br/>Though Jim heard her words, he needed to taste Bree once more, at least.  He lay a finger on her lips while she was sputtering out denials and leaned in for a second kiss.  This time he held her to him, wrapping his arms around her.  He knew he may not get another chance, so he poured his need into the kiss.  The need was not sexual, but rather emotional.  It was not often that Jim found a girl that considered him kissable.  Finally, Bree pulled away.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry.  Perhaps we shouldn't have done that, but I couldn't help myself.  Make no mistake, though, what we did here was not wrong in any way.  We are two consenting adults neither of which is dating anyone.  Ali and I might have been friends, but nothing more.  Girls like her don't go for guys like me, no matter what she told you - as she then proved to you.  And I don't know where things stood with you and Will, but obviously right now, they aren't standing.  So take the kiss for what it was.  I find you to be a wonderful, attractive girl whose eyes I could get lost in for days and I enjoyed kissing you very much.  If it's not to be, then I am glad, at least, that I got the chance to kiss you."<br/><br/>Jim was surprised he managed to get that out.  He had never been too smooth with ladies and normally would have stammered his way through half of that, but somehow he a moment.