"Damn it, Mick." Hartley muttered the words as soon as Axel ended the call, shaking his head and putting one hand into his kangaroo pocket, automatically holding on to his flute, to help steady his nerves. "Thank you very much," he finally said, bowing his head a little, "That was a very good kiss."

He presumed. He had literally only kissed twice in his life. Just now in Teddy's room and a second later in this room.