Chapter Six
By the time they were both showered and dressed, Kurt felt a little less like his world was crumbling down around him. No, that wasn’t entirely true. He felt less like James was going to run screaming given half the chance. He’d had the chance—and the perfect excuse—the night before and his first reaction was to embrace Kurt with a promise to go as slow as needed. It was the closest he’d ever come to believing his boyfriend was perfect. He knew the guilt would settle in for the long haul after he’d had time to process, but for now Kurt would take feeling safe and loved over closing his eyes and pretending to be somewhere else when the moment of truth came.
“You ready?”
Kurt looked up as James crossed the living room, his book bag slung over one shoulder. His eyes still held
