What a thought. Edward looked to the side, because he had stared at Harvey's lips often enough that he could conjure the image up without having to watch them right now and make things awkward. Even so, there was that nagging voice. It had been Harvey to bring it up. Why would be bring it up if there wasn't any part of him thinking about it? Damn.

More to ponder later. "You should be so lucky. Jocks aren't my type." He smirked and got up, checking his watch. Not that much time, at least Harvey had calmed faster this time. "Well, go out and be straight then. I'll see you later."

And read a book or something, because no way was he watching that boring game.