"Right, good point," James said thoughtfully, kneeling down to place the board in his hand and then picking up a couple nails and the hammer. "I didn't think about that. Hmm."
Maybe she'd like something that felt like the sea. "A pearl, or aquamarine, maybe," he murmured. But diamonds.... no, not for her. Nothing so cold.
James cleared his throat, then glanced sidelong at Steve. "I'll need a best man," he said carefully.