He cant stop thinking about Blaine.  Standing there in the kitchen holding a cup of coffee, staring out at the water of the lake, seeing the sun shining off the calm water, Kurts mind keeps wandering to the boy with stunning hazel eyes and curly hair and a smile that seemed to light up the whole room.  Its crazy, he knows, to have thoughts about your best friends son.  But he cant help himself.  Something about Blaine has hooked him, and he feels himself slowly being reeled in by this person.

"I liked him."  Ashers voice breaks him of his thoughts of Blaine as he shuffles into the kitchen.

"What?"  Kurt asks, not sure what Asher said as he turns to face him.

"Blaine.  I like him.  Hes a cool guy," Asher says.

"See," Kurt smiles as he serves Asher the scrambled eggs he made for him, "now you have someone your own age to hang out with this summer."

"His mom is hot."  Asher picks up his fork and starts shoveling eggs into his mouth, acting like he hasnt eaten in days.

"Ash!"

"What?  She is," Ash easily admits through the mouthful of eggs, shrugging his shoulders, and grinning.  "Id go after her if I knew I had a chance."

"Oh, my God," Kurt groans as he shakes his head, letting out a small laugh.  "Dont make her uncomfortable.  I know how you can be."

"Oh, yeah."  Asher takes a drink of his orange juice.  "Hows that?"

"Pushy and invading," Kurt replies with a small smirk, and a lift of his eyebrow.

Sitting down across from Asher, bringing his knees up to his chest, Kurt holds his cup of coffee as he watches his son eat.  He cant believe how big his son has gotten.  It feels just like yesterday he was holding him after he was born, and he was putting those strong lungs to use as he cried.  He cant believe nineteen years have passed; that the past fourteen years hes had his son by his side.  It all went so fast.  Too fast for him.  Kurt sometimes wishes he could go back to that five year old that loved dragons and wanted to be a dinosaur when he grew up.  But he knows hes going to have to let go.  He has to let Asher spread his wings and fly.

"What happened with you and Millie?"  Kurt asks in a curious tone of voice.  "I thought you two were doing good."

"She dumped me a month ago," Asher replies as he pushes whats left of his eggs around on his plate.  "Said she didnt want to do long distance after I left."

"Im sorry, honey," Kurt comfortingly says.  "I liked her."

"Yeah, me too."  Asher stands up and grabs his plate; leaving it in the sink, he heads back to his room.

"Im heading into town later.  Do you need anything?"  Kurt calls to him.

"Junk food," Asher yells back.

Kurt just laughs.  But coming from his son, he isnt surprised by that reply.

An hour later, walking over to the house Caydens at down the street, Kurt feels himself blushing when Blaine answers the door after he knocks.  Its crazy to him that someone half his age is making him feel and act like a teenager all over again.  Just being close to Blaine has his heart racing, and butterflies in his stomach.  He gets nervous; scared he might do or say something wrong.  Which finds himself watching what he says.  He doesnt want to make a fool of himself in front of Blaine.

"Hey, Kurt," Blaine happily greets him, stepping out of the way to let him in.

Just the mere sight of Blaine has Kurt remembering being pressed close to his body and dancing.  A small blush stains his cheeks as he recalls that, and how Blaine almost kissed him.  A kiss he so desperately wanted, but put a stop from happening.

"Hi, Blaine," Kurt says as he walks into the house.  "Wheres your mom?"

"Having her own concert in the shower."  Blaine laughs as he heads to the kitchen.  Kurt follows him.  Only sneaking a glance at his ass once.  Okay, twice.  "Can I get you anything?"

"No, Im fine."  Sitting down on the stool at the island, biting back a grin when Blaine sits right next to him, Kurt tries to remind himself of who Blaine is.  This is my best friends son keeps running through his mind.  He shouldnt be happy that hes sitting next to him.  His heart shouldnt race at the mere sight of him.  The smell of fresh, clean cotton filling his nose as he breathes in shouldnt be the best thing hes ever smelt.  All he wants to do is bury his nose in Blaines neck and breathe him in for hours.

"Do it, then," he hears Blaine say.

That snaps Kurt out of the trance he was in.  Looking at Blaine confused, and embarrassed, his voice shakes as he says, sounding mystified, "What?!  I...I dont...What?"

Blaine laughs at him.  "I was talking to my mom."  Kurt looks to find Cayden standing in the kitchen with them in a robe and towel on her head. "She was joking that she was going to kick my ass for eating the last eggs."

"Oh."  That makes Kurt remember why hes here.  "Im going into town right now.  Want to come with me and buy some?" he asks Cayden.

"Nah."  Cayden shakes her head as she pours herself a cup of orange juice.  "Can I just give you some cash to buy me some?"

"Dont bother.  Ill buy them for you."

"Thanks, Kurt."  Cayden smiles at him.

"Youre welcome."  Kurt stands up and gets ready to leave.

"Do you mind if I go with you?"  Blaine asks as he stands up from the stool, too.  "Id like to get out for a bit."

Kurt gets excited at the thought of spending more time with Blaine.  This amount of excitement of being with him is probably unhealthy considering he barely knows him.  But he doesnt care.  Hes going to be excited and thrilled at Blaine coming with him.  Even if its a trip to the store.  "Sure," he replies as he nods his head.  "That okay, Cay?"

"Thats fine," Cayden replies as she pours herself a cup of coffee.  "Make sure he wears his seatbelt."

"Oh, my God, Mom," Blaine groans, looking embarrassed.

"What?"  Cayden walks over and places a kiss to Blaines forehead.  "Youre my baby.  I dont want anything to happen to you."

"Its okay, Cay.  Ill make sure he wears it.  Lets go then, Blaine."  Kurt waves bye to Cayden and heads for the door, Blaine just a step behind him.  If he minutely sways his hips in a sensual way, he wont admit to it.

~

"Wheres Asher?"  Blaine asks as he walks alongside Kurt down an aisle in the store.

"Probably in his room playing games on his phone," Kurt replies as he grabs a box of cereal and drops it into the cart hes pushing.  "He told me his girlfriend dumped him a month ago.  So, hes being extra moody."

"Harsh," Blaine says.  "I got dumped a few months ago, too."

"Sorry."

"Im over it.  He wasnt special, or the one.  Just a guy I was with for a while."  Blaine shrugs his shoulders as if to say its nothing.

"Ive never been dumped," Kurt admits as he grabs a jar of jam.  "Ive always been the dumpee."

"So, theres a trail of broken hearts behind you?"

Kurt nods his head as he laughs.  It makes him think of the guys hes broken it off with.  Guys he knew there would never be more than what they already had.  He always knew it was best to end it, and not drag something out that wasnt going anywhere.

"How come it never worked out?"

"I just never really loved them."  Kurt heads down a new aisle, grabbing a couple boxes of pasta.  "They were great guys, but I just never saw myself with them in the future.  Why waste time on someone I know I wont be with long-term."

"I can understand that," Blaine agrees.

Bags of chips, soft drinks, and other junk food tossed into the basket for Asher, Kurt heads to the produce aisle.  With every step he takes, hes very aware of Blaine next to him.  Its as if his body is awakened to the fact that the person he really likes is close by because a heat spreads all over him.

"So, what are you going to school for?"  Kurt asks as he grabs several Granny Smith apples.  The sight of the beautiful green apples makes him want to make a pie.  Its been too long since hes baked something that wasnt pre-made, or already cooked. Now hes got time.  So its only appropriate for him to use that time wisely.

"Um...Medicine," Blaine replies.

"Really," Kurt says, impressed and surprised.  Blaine being a doctor is not the vibe he got from him the night before.  It just doesnt seem like a career he would pursue.  Something more laid back is what Kurt figured he would go for.  "What kind?"

"Pediatrics."

"A childrens doctor.  I would have never figured you for a doctor.  Let alone in pediatrics."

Blaine chuckles.  "Yeah," he agrees with a small nod of his head.  "Most people dont."

"Why children?"  Kurt asks as he drops a few containers of raspberries in the cart.

"I love kids to begin with."  Blaine messes with the display of watermelons as Kurt stares at him.  "So being a pediatric doctor was a no brainer."

"So, does that mean you want kids?"

"Of course.  But after Im finished with school and my residency.  I couldnt handle all that while I was still training and learning."

"I understand.  Me and Carey were still in college when she got pregnant.  It made things more difficult.  Obviously," Kurt says in a matter of fact way.  "So, I get why you want to wait until youre settled in your life."

"What did you two do when she found out?"  Blaine asks in interest.

"After the initial shock and surprise wore off, I convinced her not to drop out of school.  She immediately thought she wouldnt be able to go to school and raise a baby at the same time."

"Howd you convince her?"

"I told her if she dropped out, so would I.  I said I was as much as part of this as she was, and that I would be there every step of the way.  If that meant leaving school, then so be it."  Kurt grabs a bag of carrots and drops them in the cart.

"She stayed," Blaine easily guesses.

"Yeah.  There were looks and things whispered behind her back, but she fought through all that and graduated.  Top of her class, no less," Kurt adds, remembering how proud of her he was.

"What did she go to school for?"

"Same as me: teacher," Kurt answers.  "When I say we were close, we were close.  We were pretty much soulmates in friend form."

"What happened after you two found out she was expecting?"

"After telling our parents, we decided to move out of the dorms and get our own place.  That ended up being a dingy two bedroom apartment that was Arctic cold in winter and hot as hell in summer.  But, we made it work."  Kurt thinks about that apartment.  How he and Carey tried their hardest to make it look nice.  Nights of staying up late to clean every last inch of the place that resulted in more moments of screaming when they came across something horrible like a cockroach, or the time a mouse scampered past them--which resulted in the loudest screams of fear they had ever released.  "We lived there until we graduated."

"So, you two kind of became a family there with Asher?"  Blaine says, looking intrigued by that.

"Yeah."  Kurt nods his head.  "For the first few years, we raised him together.  On days I didnt have class I watched him, and on days she didnt she did."

"What about when you were both busy?"

"There was this very lovely woman that lived across the hall from us.  She adored Ash, and loved watching him."  Kurt starts to push the cart to go check out.  "Even though that apartment was horrible at some point in every conceivable way, I miss it."

"Why?"  Blaine says with a small chuckle.

"Me and Carey were happy there.  Its where Asher took his first steps, and learned to walk.  Its where he said his first word."

"Which was?"

"Cup," Kurt replies as he recalls Carey and him sitting at the table eating dinner when Asher, out of nowhere, said this word.  The excitement he and Carey both had could probably be felt through the entire apartment complex.  "Of course, the next word he learned was no.  Which, coincidentally, is still his favorite word."  Kurt smiles when Blaine laughs at his joke.  "Its where we celebrated when Carey was offered a job.  And where we fought when I got offered a job eight hours away, which meant I had to move."

Placing stuff on the conveyer belt, Blaine helping him, Kurt feels that sane ache he felt when Carey told him he couldnt go.  That he needed to stay with her and Asher.  To find a job closer to them even though he had already tried that.  That he basically had to choose between them and his future.

"Did you take it?  The job."  Blaine asks as he sets the bag of apples on the conveyer belt.

"Yeah."  Kurt nods his head.  "We didnt talk for almost four months after I left."

"What about Ash?"

The pain of not seeing Asher those four months easily comes back and hits Kurt.  He remembers crying himself to sleep for weeks because he missed him so much.  He remembers how he felt empty without him and Carey.  Those four months were horrible.  And then, Kurt didnt think there could be a more horrible ache he felt.

"I didnt get to see him," Kurt softly replies.  "I was pretty much numb those four months."

"How did you and Carey start talking again?"

Kurt looks at Blaine and says, "Asher got really sick.  Like emitted to the hospital sick.  When I went to see him, it was like a dam breaking when Carey and I saw each other.  We just kept apologizing.  I told her I was sorry for not trying to make amends, and she kept apologizing about trying to make me choose between them and the job."

"Thats good," Blaine says with a smile.  "I bet Ash was happy to see you?"

"Oh, he was.  He wouldnt let me leave the room for anything.  When he slept, he had to hold my hand.  After that, I knew I couldnt go that long ever again not seeing him."

As he pays, Kurt is very much aware of Blaines presence next to his.  Its like the heat of a flame that licks at his skin; making itself known. 

After paying, Kurt walks back to his car with Blaine next to him.

The drive back to the houses is quiet as Kurt holds the steering wheel with one hand as his other rests on the center console.  Next to his hand, Blaines hand brushes against his every few seconds.  At the ghost of flesh over flesh, Kurt shudders at the spark that runs through him each time Blaines hand brushes up against his.  He waits for it.  Waits for when the certain movements of the car have Blaines hand coming into contact with his.  And the seconds between it happening feel like hours; feel like days.  It takes too long for Blaine to touch him again.

Kurt, also, is quickly realizing its becoming not enough.

He is selfish and wants more.  He wants Blaines hand in his, and fingers intertwined together.  He wants to be pressed close to him, again, and be kissed in a way that would dispel any other thoughts but Blaines mouth on his.  He wants and wants and wants like a greedy person.  But he knows he cant have.  Hes like a poor person in a jewelry store: they can admire the beauty of the diamonds, stare at them awe, but they know theyll never have them.

When he steals a glance at Blaine, seeing him staring out the passenger window with the corner of his mouth turned up in a small smile, Kurt cant help to think how much he really wants this particular diamond.

"I had fun," Kurt says as he turns off the car a few minutes later.  "Thanks for coming with me.  And listening to me babble about my life."

"No problem.  I enjoyed it."  Blaine smiles as he unbuckles his seat belt.  "Need help with the groceries?"

"Yeah."  Kurt nods his head.  "Thanks."

Car door closed after climbing out, Kurt opens the trunk to grab the bags.  He feels a spark shoot up his arm when Blaine brushes up against him.

Alone in his kitchen five minutes later, Kurt walks to the front door when someone knocks.  With no clue as to whom it may be, he opens the door to Blaine standing there with a grin on his face.  And with one glance, Kurt feels his heart speed up at the mere sight of him standing there with that half-grin on his face.

"Hi, again," Blaine says.

"Hi."  Kurt lets out a small laugh.  "Did you need something?"  And how much Kurt wishes Blaine answered that with "You." is probably unhealthy.

"Yeah," Blaine nods his head, "the eggs."

"Oh!  Right."  With Blaine following behind him as he heads to the kitchen, Kurt grabs a carton of eggs.  "Here," he says as he turns around, surprised how close Blaine is to him.  Hes close enough that he can smell the fresh cotton smell that Blaine smells of; close enough he can see the specks of honey gold and green in his eyes.

As he stands there, Kurt notices Blaines eyes dart to his lips like the night before.  Slowly, he sees him leaning forward.  And this time he cant stop him.  He wont.  He wants this too much.

"Hey, Dad?"

Kurt stills at the sound of Asher calling for him from upstairs.  It breaks the moment between Blaine and he; brings back the reality they are in.  A reality where this cant happen.  Pushing Blaine away, once again, Kurt moves away from him before doing something he shouldnt.  "Y-You should go," he tells him with a shaky voice.

"Yeah.  Youre right."  A small smile appears on Blaines lips.  A smile Kurt wants to kiss away.  "Bye, Kurt."

Head in his hands after hearing the front door close a few moments later, Kurt cant believe how easily Blaine is driving him crazy in the best way possible.  It shouldnt be like this.  Blaine shouldnt be under his skin so quickly.  But he is.  And Kurt likes it.

"Hey, Dad?"  Asher says after running down the stairs.  "You okay?" he asks sounding concerned.

Kurt lifts his head and smiles.  "Yeah, Im fine.  Is there something you wanted?"

"Yeah.  Did you buy chips?"

Kurt laughs as he grabs a bag of chips and tosses them to Asher.

~

The sun is warm as Kurt sits at the end of the dock a few days later.  In the water swimming, Asher dives under for a few seconds before emerging once again.  In the few days theyve been here, Kurt has noticed his son has been happier.  Not constantly on his phone as time passes by, hes seen him actually go outside and have fun.  The friendship that hes started with Blaine has helped, too.  Kurts noticed Asher is more relaxed and carefree.  So far, this has been a good idea to bring him out here.

Legs moving back in forth in the warm water, watching the ripples he creates move outward until they disappear, Kurt soaks up the beauty of the day.

"Hey, neighbor," Cayden greets him as she lays out a towel and takes a seat next to him.

Kurt chuckles at how small Caydens bikini is that she wears.  Dont get him wrong, she looks great in it.  But it barely covers all the important stuff.  "Cay, what the hell are you wearing?"

"Its a bikini, Kurt," Cayden says as she slips her sunglasses on and lies back on the towel.

"Thats not a bikini.  Thats a...accident waiting to happen."

Cayden smiles.  "Im just wearing it to tan.  Besides, I look good," Cayden proudly says with a shimmy of her body.

Kurt laughs as he nods his head in agreement.  For thirty-eight years old, hes got to admit Cayden still has a body of a twenty-one year old.  And if he didnt know her, he would never guess she was a mother of a nineteen year old.

"Hi, Kurt."

Still laughing when he turns his head and looks up at the sound of Blaines voice, Kurt feels his throat go dry at the sight of him.  All thoughts of Cayden and what she wears vanish as he focuses on Blaine and what he wears.  Only in his swim trunks, towel dropped by his feet, stretching his arms above his head, Kurt finds himself unable to stop staring at his amazing body.  The way his swim trunks hang just off his hips; enough to show the lines of the V that go down and disappear in his swim trunks.  And, fuck, does Kurt want to follow those lines with his tongue.  Slowly drag it down to what hes lusting after like a horny teenage boy.

"Uh...Hi, B-Blaine," Kurt manages to mumble in reply, feeling a heat stir in his belly.

"You want to join us?"  Blaine nods his head to the water.

"No."  Kurt shakes his head.  "Im okay with soaking up the sun with Cayden."

"Too bad," Blaine replies with a tiny pout before diving into the water.

He watches Blaine break the surface of the water a few out where Asher already is.  Hair slicked back with his hands, sun glistening off his tan, wet skin, all Kurt can think about is how he looks like one of those male models shooting an ad for perfume.  But Blaine literally blows all those guys out of the water.  Its no surprise to Kurt that as he stares at Blaine looking sexier than anything hes seen in a long time that he starts to get turned on.

As he sits there watching a guy half his age in the water swimming with his son, Kurt feels a little like a creep.  Like the guy spying on his neighbor with a telescope.  This is something he shouldnt be doing.  If Blaine catches him, he could make him uncomfortable, and he doesnt want that.  Plus, he has to remember that this Caydens son he is fawning over like a teenager; that hes being turned on by.  Its all wrong, and he needs to stop right now.

"I...Im gonna go in."  Standing up and making sure his boner isnt noticeable, Kurt turns on his heel to walk away.

"Oh.  Okay," Cayden says a bit confused as to why Kurt is suddenly leaving.  "You okay?"

"What?"  Kurt looks over his shoulder at her.  "Yeah.  Im fine."  He steals a glance at the reason hes escaping inside, finding Blaine laughing as he tries to shove Asher under the water.  "Just tired."

Making it inside in record time, breathing to calm his racing heart, doing his best to get rid of the erection hes sporting in his shorts, Kurt drops his head back against the glass door with a thunk.  This is bad.  This is all so bad.  This isnt supposed to happen.  Hes not supposed to be turned on by the mere sight of his best friends gorgeous son.  Hes not even supposed to find his best friends son gorgeous to begin with.  This is like a screwed up version of some Lifetime movie that he would actually find himself watching on one of his many lonely Saturday nights.  Except hes the main character and this wont be finished in two hours.

Doing it without thinking, he reaches down and starts to palm himself through his shorts.  Quietly moaning, hips jerking forward into his hand, Kurt doesnt stop when he thinks about Blaine and how he looked.  He thinks about their two almost kisses, and how he wished they didnt stop before they started.  He wonders what Blaines lips would feel like moving against his.  Head tipped back in pleasure, body already tingling all over, teeth digging into his lower lip to be quiet; he can feel how close he already is.  But the sound of Caydens laughter nearby quickly brings him back to reality, and what hes doing.  Pulling his hand away like he was burned, Kurt cant believe he was just getting off to thoughts of Blaine.

"Fuck," Kurt groans as he covers his face.  This is getting worse and worse by the minute.  Not only is he not listening to himself by reminding himself this is Caydens son he is attracted to, hes now pushing it further down the road of wrong by getting off to the idea of him.

Under the cold water of the shower five minutes later, deciding this is best to help him with his problem that wont go away, Kurt only makes it worse by remembering Blaine in his swim trunks.  A strong shiver runs through him more from the memory than the water.

The shower helps a lot as he forces himself to stay under the cold water.  He needs to

Freshly showered, and feeling better, Kurt walks outside to the deck.  The small breeze is cool against his skin.  The sun is warm as he stands there.

He doesnt mean to do it.  But he doesnt regret that it does happen.  Standing on the deck, watching Cayden and Asher walking down the dock happily talking, Kurt scans the area until he finds Blaine.  He stares when he finds him standing in the outside shower under the spray of water cleaning off.  Its quite possibly the sexiest thing hes seen in years.  The rivulets of water running down Blaines body, him running his fingers through his hair that shows off the muscles of his back, is better than any kind of porn hes seen.

Gripping the railing of the deck, mouth gone dry at the sight, Kurt finds himself unable to turn away.  He cant stop staring.  When Blaine catches him staring, Kurt turns a deep shade of red.  His embarrassment, though, is dimmed some by Blaines knowing grin he gives him.  Its almost as if he enjoyed catching Kurt staring at him.  And Kurts point is proven when Blaine slowly drags his hand down his toned stomach. 

Turning around and walking inside, Kurt leaves before he makes a bigger fool of himself.  Or before Blaine makes him do something he shouldnt, but so desperately wants to.