It's inevitable that he will, at some point, because she doesn't plan on never doing this with him again. She hopes.

She's getting ahead of herself.

Her hesitation is in having to explain anything to him, because it's obviously not just a scar. And it's still a freshly healing wound--she'd only been branded a few weeks ago. Or was it over thirty years ago now? James will know a brand when he sees one and she looks at him, eyes moving over his face slowly before untangling herself from him.

Walking a few paces up the embankment so he can see, Juliet's back is to him now, and she closes her eyes, arms wrapping around herself.