"No," he answers, after a long pause has passed and he manages to get back to himself. He doesn't know why he'd kissed Jim, because he's had this talk with his brain a dozen times (more like a hundred, these days) and he'd decided not to push anything because Jim needs a friend right now, not some overly issue-laden divorcee who works too often and doesn't want to be a rebound. "Too much to drink, too much sensory overload," he says, finally. "Don't even think I realized what I was doing until I pulled away."
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