She didn't realize she was holding her breath, and when he steps closer, her lips part in an exhale.

That's all it takes, words, and she flushes, nipples tightening without being touched. It's him. It's just James.

Swallowing, she watches him, waiting for the moment he'll reach out and touch, almost tense with anticipation.

"Am I?" she asks softly, knowing it means everything that he thinks so.