She could feel herself beginning to blush under his gaze. With a jolt, she remembered that Jim was just her friend, that she hardly knew him. And Jim knew nothing about her. How could he? They'd only spent a few hours together. Her eyes averted, she toyed absently with the necklace she always wore.

"Um. So do you have a girlfriend?"

"What?" His voice sounded startled, like that was the last thing he would've expected her to say.

"Are you dating anyone?"

"Oh. Uh, no. I'm not."

"Oh."

Her brow furrowed slightly, anticipating what he would say next.

"Are you?"