[Steve stared at the man, a slow smile dawning on his face as he watched the wheels turning. So, the guy had just been blowing smoke. At first anyway. Dear god that was sexy! He didn't know why, but watching James think was . . . wow! The hand on his chest said a lot though, and he covered James' hand with his own gently. Steve sighed and bent his head, understanding perfectly.]


I would never ask the impossible James. This place doesn't make monogamy reasonable, and I'm not trying to ask for it. We don't have to be monogamous to have something special. It's . . . the emotions. The connection. For me at least. And maybe finding a few things that we happen to enjoy, and keeping them just for us? Maybe? But I'd never ask you to give anyone up, and I assume you'd be just as understanding.


[There were other people Steve was fond of in the hotel and he didn't want to suddenly say goodbye to them either. Just because he was wired to long for that single person and the picket fence didn't mean he couldn't be just as happy with other arrangements. He just happened to be in love with James, otherwise they wouldn't be having a conversation. It was something that had gotten him nothing but pain back on the island. If James hadn't insisted, he would have kept it to himself, just for safety's sake. No sense running the man off and making himself miserable too.]