James smiled at the kiss to his palm and watched her, staring down at her with a tilt in his head. He was madly in love with her, and he had no idea where it came from, "Well let's be honest, should your father find out that you and I are getting married he'll speed up your wedding and break us off. He'll trap you legally, but if we can tie it up first... then all he can do is close you off, freeze you out. Which, yes, will be difficult, but obviously I--my father makes plenty of money, I have plenty of money... and resources. You and I can live here."
James kissed her lips softly, again, and turned up a brow, "My father's very rarely here, if at all, we'd really only have to put up with him during quick breaks back home. A week or two--could you deal with that?"
James lied of course, his father'd never be coming by, but he could pass it off as another job to her, but it would definitely, hopefully, be a good enough cover for why staying there was fine, and why his father never came home.
He then laughed, "Alright, let's go get rings, and why don't you spend all of the money you possibly can, pull out as much as you can, before you're frozen?"