[ This time James noticed the fluster. Hard not to when he was sitting this close, and his smile stretched wider, pleased to get that reaction out of him so easily.

But then Steve took hold of his hand, and he looked a little put off, his fingers still stretching out and trying to touch Steve's hair. ]

No, I don't. And I don't like the word either. [ He tilted his head in, close enough for his breath to ghost Steve's cheek, then he leaned away again. ] Think I'm starting to like you, Steve. You and I... we could have some real fun together.