John took his hand and squeezed. "I can... What is the proper word, bed, sex? Humans change so often... I can have it with you. And I have wanted to."

He took a breath, "I have needed time to find myself so to speak. Over the years I have drowned in my work and duties, not wanting to come up for fear I would crack."

He shuffled his feet, looking embarrassed. "But with you... I do not feel as if I am going to crack."