"Better you get a chance to decide for sure what you want, rather than regretting later that you didn't do something," Len pointed out softly.

He leaned into the kiss, drinking it in and doing what he could with hands and lips to convey to James that he cared for him, and wanted what was best for him, no matter what that might be.

"I'm yours, too," he murmured warmly. "Shall we go in? Raymond's probably unconscious by now and I wanted to get a few shots in."