I would protest. {Just so they are clear. Vincent grabs a cookie and takes a small bite, chewing thoughtfully.} You belong in your home.

{...with your family. He holds off from adding that, a brief flicker of amusement crossing his features. He hid the expression for the most part behind his tea cup as he took another sip.}

We can enjoy one another. As the weather grows colder, we can find ways of keeping one another warm. {A fireplace, blankets and close proximity comes to mind.} He and I are still strangers, but that will not always be so. I love him and I can wait.