Don't. [ Her voice takes on a warning tone, but she's still gentle with her words and touch, grasping at his shirt and bringing his hips close. ] Don't do that to yourself. You can move beyond it. I know it's hard, James, but you can. Trust me. [ She doesn't even realize the name slippage, concentrating only on his body against hers, the feel of his breath and the feel of his fingers in her hair. ] If you can trust anything about me at all, trust that.