James meant to glance over at her, but the way she was looking at him had him hesitating. "Yeah. Well, I guess it's possible, though I didn't really think Mao was Savnnah's type." Or really anyone who wasn't tiny and Asian to match him's type.
His gaze flickered down to what she was fiddling with, the bracelet he had gotten her, and he couldn't help but smile slightly. "You're wearing the bracelet I got you."