[Steve's eyes lit up and his hands tightened a little on James' hips. Going back to the man's room? That would be . . . And a gift? A gift? Really?!]


You got me something? You didn't have to do that James. I still have the journal you gave me, and I love it. You didn't have to get me something else.


[He hadn't written in the book yet of course. He might never do so as a matter of fact. He was worried that he'd ruin it, but he didn't want to admit that to James. Steve just smiled at James for a long moment before his curiosity got the better of him.]


. . . what is it you got me?