"It's very simple, James." Hartley leaned his head to the side, whispering in James' ear, standing as close as he could without just outright pressing against him. He did take James' hand in his, because he had a point to make. "The way you touch me and the way you look at me, the way you treat me and the way you damn well know you want me... It'd make my boyfriend jealous. That's how homo you are."

With that, Hartley kissed James' cheek and stepped back. Point made, he thought.