"Me?" James asks pointing at himself, but he smiles back at her, feeling too pleased over that. He isn't sure why, but that makes him happy, to hear that he's special to her somehow. She is for him. That's why it hurt when she left, because she's special and he doesn't want to lose her. He doesn't want to give her the opportunity to break his heart either. He just felt like he couldn't trust her.

But it seems so long ago now. Or maybe he's distracted by her soft smile and the way she twists her hair in a bashful gesture. Still, leaning over, he kisses her mouth in a gentle kiss.