Oh shit. Well. That definitely solved one problem and very much created another because now he was so hard, he was very aware it was obvious so he opened his eyes and subtly tried to hide his lap by moving his legs up a little, hoping to disguise it. "You like my hair? Thanks. I use a good conditioner." Yes, that was the thing he was commenting on. Well, he didn't know what else to say to the other thing so this seemed a lot easier.

He swallowed hard and fidgeted a little in his seat, unsure if he wanted to admit aloud that a part of him really wanted Hartley to kiss him and dude, that was so messed up, he really must be drunk. "I think I need a cab home now."