The mere idea of Jack trying to come onto anyone, much less me, is enough to make me laugh and I quickly shake my head, watching Derek as he grabs his jacket and peeks out the window. "Jack was our captain and straight and basically a hockey robot," I tell him, blinking upward as he drapes his coat over my shoulders. "And he could barely even tolerate me sometimes so, trust me, it was absolutely not a come on."

My words trail off a little as Derek leans in then, his lips close enough to my ear to make me shiver and I draw his coat in closer. I should object, I know. I should insist I'll be fine and it wouldn't be a lie, but his coat feels so nice and... damnit, I just want to have this. Just this little bit.

Still, my lips curl into a frown as I follow him out into the cold. "Are you saying I'm not?" I ask him, ignoring the unease that pokes its way through the alcohol. "I mean, I said it because I wanted to be and because I thought I could be, but I don't want to presume. I know you're selective, of course, and I don't really have any reason to assume you'd... I just thought because you hired me and you've been so nice to me and we... we have fun together. You're basically the best friend I have here and... and when we were stuck in that other place, I thought maybe you..."

I trail off, frowning down at the snow as I shake my head. "I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have presumed."

I should really give him his coat back, but heavy as my heart suddenly feels, I don't make a move to do so.