"I did! But then I freaked then you got a boyfriend then Wells was a creeper. I only realised about the time I went to prison and I've been trying to tell you." Subtly and terribly but he'd been trying. With a small noise of enjoyment, he let Hartley do as he pleased, not feeling quite confident enough to really go for it himself, he was still unsure how this worked, still trying not to be too 'homo' about this whole thing.

He could be into dudes and not be all gay-gay, just cool normal gay. Like Hartley. "So you still want me?"