<strong>Jim</strong><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=100402.msg4501910#msg4501910">Quote from: lovelygirl on 13-04-2011, 22:31:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She shifted once more, this time sitting up next to him, her face only inches from his, "I should really head home, I'm keeping you up, and I've already ruined your poker night as well." Bree looked down as she felt guilty for the latter part, he had worked so hard to plan a nice night and she felt she was responsible for making his night a complete waste.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Jim felt the warmth of her breath on his face as she apologized once again.  Her eyes that constantly drew him in, were once again tinged with sadness that turned the blue into a steel gray.  "Bree, you aren't keeping me up, and it certainly wasn't you that ruined poker night.  I have had a better time tonight, even though it was just watching movies with you, than I have had in a long time.  I would rather you stayed until you felt better, since I am feeling very...good having you here."<br/><br/>Jim looked at her face, drinking in the details.  Suddenly, slowly, seemingly without any volition on Jim's part, he leaned into Bree and kissed her.  Afterwards he would say it was the beer, or the tears, or the closeness, or her fragility, but the truth was he didn't know why he did it, just that it seemed guided by a higher power.