James looks thoughtful but isn’t talking. Sitting at his desk, nominally working on his laptop, his attention keeps wandering and he stares into space.
…. What are you thinking about?
…. in for a penny….
“Why won"t you tell her?” I ask. “Why won’t you admit it to her?”
“What?
“How you really feel?”
“She has to connect that way with you first. I will follow. For now, I want your emotions on display, not mine.”
you…. How can you be that cold-blooded…?
“You show them all the time, just not to her….”
He says nothing, just staring me down.
“…. and you’re not intimidating me either. Even that look isn’t going to turn me into a pillar of salt, so chill out. I’m not fooled by it. We know each other too well.”
that He shrugs, looking unimpressed.
“I’ve said it before, I know,” I contin
