James meets his eyes with a matching grin, feeling the warmth of Davin's fingers against his skin. It's difficult to pull away completely because he would love nothing more than to stay here, kissing Davin. "I promise there will be," he says, leaning in for another slow kiss until he must pull away completely.

He takes Davin's hands from around his neck and tugs him towards the door. "Or this dinner may kill me. Hard to say," he jokes.