And that was precisely why he'd said it, to make him think those thoughts. Because the thought had crossed his mind. And it wasn't fair that he should have those thoughts alone.
James didn't care that he was naked because he adored his body. He knew he looked good. He had nothing to be ashamed of. And he wanted to cause the other man to have a reaction, wanted him to feel even more uncomfortable just because he knew that discomfort would only be masking something else. It was obvious that they were attracted to one another. It had been obvious before and it was still obvious now and James was feeling less and less cause to deny it, at least in private.
"You're welcome." He replied simply, watching him for just a moment. That shiver was visible, and it only served to confirm the fact that their thoughts were on the same sort of wave length. He smiled a little, debating something for just a moment before he reached quickly forward to grab the other man by the arm and pull him roughly against him. And then he jut held him there, wrist still seized by one hand as the other arm slid around his waist.
"Do you feel that?" James didn't state the obvious because Fisher would know what he was referring to. Then again, he wasn't really referring to anything in particular, just in general. There was the tangible chemistry between them, the fast beating of both their hearts, the hardness that seemed almost instantaneous. He could be talking about any of that, and he was. He was talking about all of it. And he was curious about what, if anything, Fisher was willing to do about it.