"This isn't about me wanting you- I mean not wanting you." he quickly corrected himself. "You're sitting there, completely naked, looking extremely lovely I might add, but you are naked in my house. Anything I may do could be construed as an attempt to take advantage of you, and I don't want to give you that impression and I don't want to make you uncomfortable in anyway."
Oh but he was getting a little flustered now, and had to take a step back from his easel, taking a moment to walk around in a circle behind it. Hands raking through his hair he murmured to himself, "Kittens, puppies, old men, haggis, Scotland, tea, banking."