"Yes, but only the lace. Not yourself, so I think that's an obvious sign of love there. Or else that's what I thoguht it was, apparently I was mistaken," James grinned, moving his hands up and down along her back, softly, before pulling her in close to watch her eyes.
"Well your opinions do mean more to me, and I intend to make sure that they are met with optimism. In anyway that I can..." Hearing her words he just held onto her, and then raised a slow brow, "Why can't we have a future together? You're not married to him yet. I mean, if you were to marry someone else before him, then your father's contracts would be nulled. You'd anger him, but you'd also strike quite the blow..."