"I do have a boyfriend." And, no, he didn't want to talk about how he was apparently special to James, how he made it feel alive, any of those sentiments that made his chest oddly tight and that made him wish that James would just want him, would want him to be his and would let Hartley have him. It was a stupid thought and, hell, it almost felt like cheating. He did have a boyfriend and he was rather intent on it staying that way. "He's good to me, you know? I know I got defensive. But he is."