James smiled, although it bordered on predatory and amused. Like this edible thing across from her had just done something precious. "Believe me, if you fake it so good that even you can't tell anymore.. you're not faking it."
She blinked cloudy blue eyes up at the return of the waitress, and her smile was small at the request of wine. "You wanted to talk?" James finally asked after the girl had wandered away with Ella's order.