It had been a long time since that word was associated him to last. Before then it had been fiancé, a little while before that 'partner', and a long while before that 'bachelor'. Boyfriend was one he associated with way back in high school or college, but never in an adult world. No sir, not in the growny-owny-ups world... idiot.
"Boyfriend, eh? Nos as cool a title as Sir James or something, but I think it fits nicely." James beamed a smile at her and chuckled in a low rumble, "I name thee, girlfriend Aurelie." A proclamation of royal orders, or so his posture would indicate; overly pompous and way to uptight to really suit him, thus creating the funny image. "Or dear, my sweet, my angel... my, erm... butterfly?" He was running out of juice by the time she mentioned having a shower.
His mind was racing. Surely she didn't mean together, he thought, that would be ridiculous, we've only just put it all together. Can't be going that far. Stop over thinking it. But I want to. Silence! With order restored in his head, James scrambled to his feet and tried to ignore the first part of her statement, bowing over-exaggeratedly at the second.
"My dear, your beauty outshines the sun, no matter what time of the day." Suave moves, but the first part came back to haunt him, leaving him a jibbering wreck in a way. '"So there's separate showers or those group affairs... which one were you thinking of?"
Part of him was hopeful, yet another shied away from the thought. Ah, away with ye you cruel thoughts!