"Yeah, that's me." Hartley felt pretty sheepish under scrutiny. Especially since the boy that was looking at him was... Well. He was very good-looking. That kind of model dreamy. Did all of Axel's friends look like that? Hartley took his hand to shake it, arching his eyebrows. Dad?

Must be some kind of inside joke, he assumed. "Nice to meet you. I'm Axel's... Axel's nothing, probably. You must have had him when you were very young."