"You're sweet." He was perfect. Hartley entertained the notion of suggesting a secret affair for just a moment, but then he just smiled a little instead and shook his head at his own thoughts, flute in his hand as he made himself pull away from Barry so he could walk over to the door and open it.

He hadn't expected to be faced with a boy who walked right in. He was even less prepared for someone wearing their school's uniform that he definitely hadn't seen before - he'd have remembered that. What he really hadn't expected was the subtle smile on that remarkably handsome face. "Did I interrupt the kissing?"

Oh no.