That was true they weren't doing anything inappropriate. Well not fully, it would have been enough however for his mother to scowl and chase him out of the room however, and berate Helen for seducing his oldest, intelligent son. But if that was bad, he would not have wanted her pregnancy to be known either. The scandal alone would ruin the Sanctuary of that he had little doubt, and then, well he would have been pressured himself into things by friends, family, concerned other persons. It would have driven him from Helen, intentionally or not.
And he didn't want that.
What he was trying to do, was trying to let in was the fact that she needed time. While she had it (and then Jack had come and ruined that and it was not a point in time James wanted to relive thank you), things had not worked out and even with them working in such close proximity to one another all the time, where their world was just them and their work, it was, not hard to see where the attraction, the affection, the feelings came from. He just had to give her time, she hadn't asked vocally but he could see it, which made it so hard for him at the moment, so hard.
But just holding her was enough, for now. Holding her, in his study, that was enough. Forbidden enough really, and he was just glad no one else would bother them. To enjoy this, without fear would insure it would stay in his mind even as he tried to figure out what else to do, what else to avoid with her so he did not harm her in some way.
While the morning would bring regrets (friendship, it was a friendship first, nothing more), he would not let it bother him. The mere act of it all was enough to be in his memory for all time, and he found himself swallowing hard at that question. We. How long had he been waiting for that?
"I must, admit Helen I am at something of a loss, do you happen to have any suggestions?" It was the truth and he sounded a little sheepish sounding at that. Lab work was out, he wanted something different, something out of the Sanctuary. Perhaps then, well perhaps he could dream of more with her with more evidence, more scenes of them together.
At least it would keep him going in the dark of the night when he was alone, if nothing else.
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And he didn't want that.
What he was trying to do, was trying to let in was the fact that she needed time. While she had it (and then Jack had come and ruined that and it was not a point in time James wanted to relive thank you), things had not worked out and even with them working in such close proximity to one another all the time, where their world was just them and their work, it was, not hard to see where the attraction, the affection, the feelings came from. He just had to give her time, she hadn't asked vocally but he could see it, which made it so hard for him at the moment, so hard.
But just holding her was enough, for now. Holding her, in his study, that was enough. Forbidden enough really, and he was just glad no one else would bother them. To enjoy this, without fear would insure it would stay in his mind even as he tried to figure out what else to do, what else to avoid with her so he did not harm her in some way.
While the morning would bring regrets (friendship, it was a friendship first, nothing more), he would not let it bother him. The mere act of it all was enough to be in his memory for all time, and he found himself swallowing hard at that question. We. How long had he been waiting for that?
"I must, admit Helen I am at something of a loss, do you happen to have any suggestions?" It was the truth and he sounded a little sheepish sounding at that. Lab work was out, he wanted something different, something out of the Sanctuary. Perhaps then, well perhaps he could dream of more with her with more evidence, more scenes of them together.
At least it would keep him going in the dark of the night when he was alone, if nothing else.