"I would have thought you'd want the time to figure out what you're going to wear," Jim said. He'd never minded Sasan's closeness (after he'd gotten use to being with someone that had no issue with personal space). It had become somewhat second nature for them to inadvertently touch or look at once another too long.

The teasing had made Jim almost blind to it instead of having his attention drawn. That was the craziest part of it all.

"I've been promising you a trip to London for awhile. Why don't we go do that? No missions. No weird artifacts." Maybe they could take a day trip to Paris and have a baguette in front of the Eiffel Tower. It wasn't overkill. Sasan would eat it up.