"It's not super secret, but it's none of your business." Hartley shrugged. What did James expect, that he'd still be willing to confide anything in him? He had been stupid to ever do that in the first place.

He wondered if James had any idea what he was doing, looking at him like this. Handsome bastard. Ironically, Hartley almost wished James wasn't attracted to him. Nothing worse than when a guy who was really straight also really wanted you. He should probably be glad that James wasn't really the type to punch someone easily.

On the other hand, that would give him a good excuse to punch back. Such an asshole. "I'm building something for my boyfriend."