Oh. That. He had a feeling that was going to come up. "Mostly I just think 'God I hope he comes soon and not in my face'." Might as well be as brutally honest as possible because this was probably hard for Hartley and he wasn't dumb, he knew people must had said things and he'd probably seen things by now, none of which Axel was proud of but that was just how life was sometimes. He needed money and that was the best means.

"No, Hartley, I don't think of you but I wouldn't want to. I don't like to mix work with pleasure. I'm not into those guys, I don't even like them, half of them don't even pay me right and some of the shit they want, it's creepy. You'd never be like that." He shrugged his shoulders and looked away from Hartley because it was awkward to look in his eyes right now. "You're not some creepy dude with too much money, you're just a guy that's into me. I think that's different, you know? Special. I don't want to lump it in with that stuff."