That Thursday Jim called. He had some questions for Michael, but chatted absently with Pam for a minute. Hearing his voice made her pulse accelerate a bit, and suddenly she realized how badly she needed to control herself.

It was just a crush. There was no way Jim was feeling it too, and even if he was, she was still engaged. To a good man, who really knew her, loved her. Roy had been with her for years.

Unwilling to entertain the thought of abandoning that stability, she knew she could be Jim's friend. Good friend, even. But nothing more.