Chapter Two
When Kurt entered the locker room the next day, James was just slipping into his snug black swim trunks. Seeing the younger man blush, he was tempted to slip out of them again, just to see what kind of reaction the movement would provoke. Instead, he waited for Kurt to put his bag down on the bench and stepped up to him.
This close, he was able to watch the quick play of emotions in the dark brown eyes before Kurt’s gaze dropped from his. The smattering of freckles across his nose faded beneath a light blush. Kurt fumbled through his bag before he pulled out his black trunks and moved to take his t-shirt off.
“I thought about you a lot last night.”
James smirked at the little choking sound Kurt made. He lowered his t-shirt, struggling to untangle his arms from the fabric. “
