Chapter Three
“I’m sorry.”
It took Kurt a long moment to process the whisper and several more to realize he didn’t understand the meaning behind it. He turned to face James. The rest of the team had left the locker room and were in the pool doing warm-up exercises. Kurt had stayed at his locker, putting away his clothes as slowly as possible, in case they had a chance to sneak in a kiss before practice. It made him feel like the horny kids who used to sneak behind the gym at his high school, but he didn’t care as long as James was willing. What he hadn’t expected was an apology and James’s somber expression as he waited for a response.
“What are you sorry for?” Kurt asked. He pushed the door to his locker closed. For a long moment, he wondered if James was sorry for taking him out, atte
