"I know that, Axel. I'm not an idiot. I'm just saying." Hartley lifted his hand so he could wrap his fingers around Axel's, looking up at the bed above him, not that he could see that well without glasses. "I'd have said yes. You're my type, hard to resist." A tiny smile and he shrugged. "Just doubt you'd have stayed around. I'm not the best company when there are any alternatives."