"Maybe you're staying out of my way, but that doesn't mean I've been able to stop thinking about you," James snaps back at him, before falling quiet and going slightly stiff. Shit. Wait. No, that came out wrong. He won't acknowledge it, though, instead maintaining a stare at the ceiling. "You just- take things too far. I offer you a drink and you try to take the whole bottle. I'm a little nice to you and you think it's okay to kiss me. You're the confusing one."