The next few weeks passed by slowly as the school year was coming to end and it was nearly time for summer. I found it weird to think that next year I would be a senior and deciding where to go for college. I was slightly saddened to think that all my friends would be going off in different directions, doing different things but I had another school year to worry about that. I knew when the time came to it Blaine and I would talk about our future beyond Dalton and whether we stay together. I knew there was no question about it and that I would be in an old people’s home, talking about my high school sweetheart and for him to tell me to be quiet as he was either reading ‘Harry Potter’ or watching a ‘Disney’ film, most likely to be ‘Finding Nemo’ or ‘Finding Dory’ due to our mutual love of Ellen DeGeneres. It was sad as Wes was graduating at the end of this year so we would lose our beloved Head of the Warbler Council. He had been accepted into Harvard Law School and I knew he would be a fantastic lawyer. If he ever became a judge, he’d love it due to being able to bang a gavel again, just like he did in the Warbler meetings. It was sad as the Warblers would be so different without Wes there to keep us all under control.
I was sitting in my kitchen with Blaine on a Saturday night in May, sharing a cheesecake. Dad had allowed Blaine to stay round as he knew I was jealous that Finn and the rest of the New Directions were in New York, no matter how much I pretended I wasn’t jealous. The New Directions would have performed earlier that evening but I hadn’t heard from them yet. As much as I wanted them to win, I knew it wasn’t very likely as they were hardly prepared. Then again, we had won Sectionals in my sophomore year after having our set list stolen. I had gone with Carole to take Finn to Port Columbus International Airport and seen him off. I had wished everyone good luck and shown that there were no hard feelings as I was proud of them for getting to Nationals. I had got a few texts from Rachel about having breakfast at Tiffany’s, singing in Central Park, going to Sardi’s with Finn and standing outside the Gershwin Theatre, which had caused me to actually throw my phone across the room. I had actually been in Warbler’s practice when that had happened. I hadn’t meant to throw it but I had just got so angry that Rachel was rubbing it in my face. Luckily a Warbler called James had quick reflexes and caught it before it hit him or it was damaged. All the Warblers stared at me and I stammered out my apologies. Blaine stayed in my room that night and completely distracted me from thinking about New York.

“Any news from the New Directions yet?” Blaine asked as he placed his fork down on an empty plate.

I shook my head, “Nothing. I have no new texts and there is no news on Facebook. That doesn’t look good as surely they would have been bragging at succeeding at Nationals.”

Blaine shrugged, “Well maybe they are celebrating and aren’t focusing on spreading the news.”

“That’s not how Rachel Berry or even Santana work. The second they won Regionals Rachel had put it on Facebook, tweeted about it and even had posted on MySpace about it, although I don’t know why as no one goes on MySpace anymore,” I explained to my boyfriend who was just smiling softly at me.

Blaine took my hand, “Kurt you’ll hear eventually from them. Now shall we go and watch a movie?”

I squeezed, “I know I will. It’s just they’re my old Glee club and they’re still a family to me. I want to know how they did. And yes we shall kind Sir.”

Blaine stood up and pulled me up, placing a kiss on my lips quickly before away. We walked into the living room hand in hand and settled down on the sofa.

“Right I have these films for you: ‘The Notebook’, ‘Moulin Rouge’, ‘Rent’, ‘Crazy, Stupid Love’ and ‘Tangled’,” I told Blaine, gesturing to the films that were placed on the floor near the television.

Blaine seemed to think for a moment, “I think we should start with ‘Moulin Rouge’ then continue with ‘The Notebook’ and ‘Crazy, Stupid Love’, leaving the others for tomorrow if we don’t have time. After ‘Moulin Rouge’ we’ll have Ryan Gosling films back to back.”

I grinned in response, “Good idea. God I love that man! He’s... a brilliant actor.”

I had been about to comment on how hot he was but decided against it due to what happened last time with Daniel Craig and Bradley Cooper. Ryan Gosling was blonde as well which could easily make Blaine start his whole blonde argument again.

Blaine squeezed my hand, “I agree love. Ryan Gosling is one hot man, but he’ll never compare to you.”

I leaned in and kissed Blaine for a few seconds, “That’s how I feel about you, my gorgeous dapper boyfriend.”

I stood up from the sofa, despite Blaine’s pleas for me to come back, and put the DVD of ‘Moulin Rouge’ in the disc drive. I dimmed the lights slightly and settled back into Blaine’s waiting arms. I pulled the blanket off the top of the sofa and Blaine helped me lay it over us. I snuggled against Blaine’s chest, draping my arm around his stomach, and he wrapped his arms around me. The film started and we watched as Ewan McGregor was sitting depressed in the windmill.

“That would be what I’d be like if you ever left me,” Blaine suddenly stated.

I turned my head slightly and placed a kiss to Blaine’s neck, “Same here. I would never voluntarily leave you.”

Blaine returned the kiss by kissing the top of my head, “And I you.”

As the film continued we hardly spoke, just enjoying one another’s presence and occasionally placing kisses here and there. Blaine and I sang along with Christian and Satine; I sang along with Satine’s part as my voice fitted the higher parts. When the film reached the song ‘Come What May’, Blaine immediately started singing the song in my ear, making it more intimate. I joined in at the appropriate moment, turning my head towards Blaine. We just gazed into one another’s eyes as we sang what I thought was the most romantic song of all time.

“Come what may, come what may, I will love you until my dying day,” Blaine and I sang together, unable to take our eyes off one another.

We continued to gaze at one another even after the song had finished. I was so incredibly love with this boy it was unreal.

Blaine broke the silence first, “I love that song and have always wanted to sing it with you.”

I raised an eyebrow, “Really? Well I’m happy to always be your duet partner when it comes to that song. I think it’s the most romantic song of all time.”

Blaine let out a dramatic grasp, “Even more romantic than ‘Teenage Dream’?”

I pretended to think for a moment, “Nope sorry ‘Come What May’ wins.”

I suddenly found myself pinned to the sofa under Blaine, the blanket having fallen to the floor. Blaine was holding both my hands down and stopping me from moving.

Blaine nuzzled against my neck, “If ‘Come What May’ is more romantic than ‘Teenage Dream’... and ‘Teenage Dream’ is our song... surely ‘Come What May’ should be our song as well?”

I sighed as if this pained me, “I suppose ‘Come What May’ can be our song too.”

Blaine leaned down so his face was hovering just above mine; our lips inches apart, “If we have two songs, how are we going to decide what song we dance to for our first dance at our wedding?”

I kept a neutral expression, not letting Blaine know my heart was skipping several beats at the thoughts of our wedding, “I suppose we’d have to dance to ‘Teenage Dream’ but the version we danced to at our Prom with you singing and as ‘Come What May’ is a duet, we should sing that together at our wedding.”

Blaine pressed his lips to my jaw, “That sounds like an absolutely perfect idea. It’ll be like a wedding present to each other.”

I let out a gasp, “Yes it will be but I still expect an actual wedding present Mr Anderson.”

Blaine hummed in response before capturing my mouth with his. Blaine still had hold of my hands so I was unable to reach out and pull him closer to me, running my fingers through his hair. Blaine deepened the kiss, gently biting down on my bottom lip and causing me to kiss and moan.

Suddenly there was the sound of someone clearing their throat. Blaine and I immediately broke apart and Blaine accidentally rolled off me, landing on the floor.

I sat up quickly, “Blaine, are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine,” Blaine replied with a smile.

Blaine got up and sat back on the sofa. I turned to the doorway to see my Dad and Carole watching us with amused expressions. I felt myself blush at the fact they had walked in and seen Blaine on top of me and us kissing.

“Hey Dad, hey Carole, what’s up?” My voice sounded too high-pitched.

Dad let out a chuckle, “Hey kids, we’ve just got back from dinner. How is your evening going?”

I felt myself go bright red and I saw Carole hit my Dad on the arm to stop him laughing.

Thankfully Blaine saved me, “It’s going great Burt. We’re just watching one of our favourite movies.”

“Sure... that’s what it looked like,” Dad continued his embarrassing comments.

“Anyway boys,” Carole interrupted, “We’ll be in the kitchen having a drink if you need us.”

I smiled gratefully at Carole as she pulled Dad out of the living room. I turned to Blaine and let out a relieved sigh.

“Are you sure you’re okay sweetie?” I asked, worried that Blaine had indeed hurt himself but was just covering this in front of my parents.

Blaine pulled me close again, “I’m absolutely fine. I didn’t hurt myself at all. It was just the shock of your Dad and Carole interrupting us.”

I nodded in agreement, “Tell me about it! My Dad just loves to embarrass me.”

“It’s what any parents would do,” Blaine replied with a gentle smile, “Especially when they see their son underneath another boy making out.”

“Oh McQueen!” I cried out, hiding my face in Blaine’s neck, “I don’t think I can look them in the eye again.”

Blaine just laughed, “Oh I love you, you drama king. Babe your phone has lit up. I think you’ve got some texts.”

I immediately pulled away and grabbed my phone. I had five texts from Rachel, Santana, Finn, Mercedes and Rachel again. I had obviously not heard my phone when I was watching the film and kissing my boyfriend. I quickly clicked on my messages.

From Rachel 21:36
We placed twelfth Kurt. Finn and I sang an original song about our love for one another and we did a group number called ‘Light up the World’, another original song. It’s a shame but New York is amazing and I’m glad Nationals was here as I now have so many great memories. I still wish you were here. Maybe we would have broken into the Gershwin Theatre rather than just me looking at it from a distance. Love you, Rachel xxx

“Oh they didn’t win,” I told Blaine, feeling sorry for the group of misfits, “Rachel said they placed twelfth overall.”

“That’s still good,” Blaine said, peering at the text, “I’m surprised they didn’t do better with their original songs. They should stand out.”

“Rachel won’t have told me everything,” I replied, thinking to myself, “If something happened to do with her, she won’t say. Santana has texted me as well. She would have told me everything.”

I clicked reply on Rachel’s text and quickly typed out a message.

From Kurt 22:07
Well done to the New Directions for placing twelfth at Nationals. I’m sure your songs were brilliant. Yeah it’s a shame I wasn’t there. Love you too, Kurt xxx

I didn’t want to comment on Rachel’s time in New York as my jealousy would rear its ugly head. I clicked onto my next text.

From Santana 21:40
I want to break Berry’s enormous snozz!!!! We placed twelfth because of Finnocence and RuPaul getting their mack on after their crappy song!!!! They frickin’ kissed on stage at Nationals! They cost us a place in the top ten!!! Voy a matar a su!!!!! Wish you were here so you can cut a bitch with me!!! Love you Porcelain, Satan xxx

I stared at Santana’s text in shock. Rachel and Finn had kissed on stage at Nationals, causing the New Directions to lose. I couldn’t believe Rachel. She was so driven and was determined to win at competitions. It wasn’t even as if they weren’t together and had sung a song then kissed. They were dating so there was no real reason why they had kissed. I could understand why everyone was so mad.

“Oh my Gaga! Rachel and Finn kissed at Nationals which cost them a place in the top ten!” I exclaimed, staring at my boyfriend and showing him the text.

Blaine’s eyebrows rose in shock as he read Santana’s words, “Wow that’s so unprofessional. I understand the passion but you can’t do that. I would have loved to have kissed you on stage but everyone knows you don’t do it if you want to win. By the way, the Spanish means that Santana is going to kill her. I’m not surprised that’s how she feels.”

I nodded in agreement, “Oh God I can just imagine them kissing on stage to a shocked audience. Everyone would be wondering why is that T-Rex eating the Jew?”

Blaine just looked at me for a moment before he burst out laughing, “Oh Kurt you’re brilliant.”

I blushed at his words, unable to form a response so I replied to Santana instead.

From Kurt 22:10
Oh my Gaga! Rachel did not tell me that! I can’t believe they did that! Blaine knows enough Spanish to know that you’re going to kill her. If you do I will delete this text so the police won’t see it ;) If I was there I would so cut a bitch with you!! Love you too Satan, Porcelain xxx

I clicked onto my next message to see it was from Finn.

From Finn 21:44
Hey dude we came twelfth. Rachel’s disappointed and Santana is trying to attack her while yelling in Spanish. I know Santana has told you about the kiss. I think the judges should have scored us higher as it was full of love. Jesse St. Jerk, who was there, didn’t agree but he just wants Rachel back despite making an omelette on her head! Anyway, see you at home dude. Finn x

I just rolled my eyes at Finn’s text before clicking next and reading Mercedes’ text.

From Mercedes 21:49
I’m guessing you’d have heard about all the drama Boo? I am so not happy with Finchel. They ruined our chances at Nationals! They are so self-centred. I’m just letting Santana rant at them while I hang out with Sam. His impressions are so funny! Wish you had been here! I love you, your Diva Mercy xxx

I smiled at Mercedes’ text. I felt annoyed at Finn and Rachel and I wasn’t even part of the New Directions anymore. The bit about Sam caught my eye. It seemed like Mercedes liked him. The two of them would be good together; they both deserved some happiness. I quickly pressed reply.

From Kurt 22:15
I can’t believe Finchel! Idiots! I will give them my famous bitch glare when I next see them! Sam? Care to share? ;) Me too Boo. I love you too, your Diva Kurt xxx

I opened the last text from Rachel.

From Rachel 21:53
Yes I left out the tiny detail that Finn and I kissed on stage at Nationals. It was passionate and a loving kiss. The judges should have seen that it wasn’t two teenagers kissing but it was a kiss that two soul mates were sharing. I don’t understand why the others can’t see that! They’re obviously just jealous of me and not thinking about my feelings! Rachel xxx

I just rolled my eyes at the text and locked my phone. Blaine was watching the end of the film where Christian was throwing money at Satine. I pressed a kiss to his jaw and smuggled up against him. We were both in tears when the credits came up. Blaine wordlessly got up and swapped films, putting ‘The Notebook DVD’ in instead. Blaine sat down next to me again and we immediately resumed our positions of cuddling. I loved the film so much. No matter what, Noah and Allie always got together in the end.

At a scene in the film I whispered in Blaine’s ear, “If you’re a bird, I’m a bird.”

Blaine turned his gaze to me, his eyes full of love, “If you’re a bird, I am most definitely a bird too.”

I grinned at Blaine and placed a kiss on his lips. Blaine kissed back and I felt his hand cup the back of my head as I placed my right hand on his chest. But of course, there was the sound of someone clearing their throat. We quickly pulled away to see my Dad and Carole standing there.

I couldn’t take it anymore, “Seriously Dad! Why do you keep appearing?”

Dad seemed like he was trying not to laugh, “It is really just bad timing. Boys we want to talk to you. Just pause the film for a minute, will you?”

I grabbed the remote and pressed pause on the scene of Allie and Noah in the water together. I prayed to whatever was out there that we weren’t about to hear the sex talk. I didn’t really want to hear my father talk about that nor did I want him to know that Blaine and I were having sex as he wouldn’t like me being at Dalton. I watched as Dad and Carole came and sat on the smaller sofa near us. I gripped Blaine’s hand, wondering what they wanted.

Dad started the conversation, “I’m guessing you’ve heard back from Finn now to know they’ve come twelfth.”

I nodded in confusion, wondering where this was going.

“I know how jealous you’ve been that you haven’t been in New York kiddo,” Dad said with a sympathetic look on his face.

“I’m not jealous...” I started but the looks I got from my Dad, Carole and Blaine shut me up quickly.

Dad tried again, “Carole and I have been talking and we think you’ve been absolutely brilliant this year Kurt. You’ve had so much on your plate but you held your head high and carried on. Nobody pushes the Hummels around and you’ve shown that. I’m so proud of you buddy.”

I smiled at Dad, feeling completely touched at his words and trying not to let any of the tears escape my eyes. I was already holding back tears at ‘The Notebook’ but this was a million times worse.

“So...” Dad continued, “We know how much you wish you were in New York. I know you decided not to go back to McKinley due to various reasons but it is a shame you missed out. That is why Carole and I have decided to treat you, Finn and Blaine to a week in New York when school ends!”

I just stared at my Dad, unable to believe it was happening, “New York? Blaine too? Seriously!?”

Dad just laughed, “Yes New York Kurt. I know you’d want your first experience of New York to be with Blaine and yes, I’m not joking about this.”

“I told Finn about this on the phone the other day,” Carole said, smiling at me, “He completely understands why Blaine is coming and not Rachel; he even admits that she would make the trip all about her when it’s a family time. We’ve already spoken to Blaine’s parents and they’re perfectly happy about it.”

Blaine squeezed my hand and I squeezed back, feeling overwhelmed.

“Wow I don’t know what to say! I love you two so much! This is amazing. Thank you so so much!” I cried, letting out of Blaine’s hand and jumping up to hug my parents.

They both pulled me into a hug and I continued with my appreciation and love. Blaine got up and hugged Carole and was hugged by my Dad too. I could see how much it meant to Blaine to be accepted into my family, especially since we wanted to be together forever.

Carole kissed both our cheeks, “Now we’ll leave you boys to watch the rest of this film. Goodnight boys, we’ll see you in the morning.”

We said goodnight to Carole and my Dad before settling back on the sofa, giddy with excitement.

“We’re going to New York Blaine! I can’t believe it! We’re going together!” I nearly screamed with excitement.

Blaine captured my lips with a kiss, “Well believe it baby. We’re going to New York together! It’s going to be the best holiday ever!”

I kissed Blaine for a few minutes before Blaine pulled away and peppered my face with kisses, making me shriek. Eventually we settled down, all snuggled up together and completely in love. Blaine pressed play on the remote and the film started again. I pulled out my phone briefly, posted something on Facebook before locking my phone and turning my attention to the movie.

At the end, I was crying my eyes out into Blaine’s neck, unable to cope with what I had just seen. Blaine was whispering sweet nothings into my ear but I could tell that he was crying as well.

“I love you,” Blaine whispered before kissing my ear.

I pulled away slightly and sniffed, “I love you too. You’re the Noah to my Allie.”

“The Christian to your Satine,” Blaine replied.

We stayed cuddling for a few minutes before I put the final film of the night in. It was after midnight but we would most likely fall asleep to this film or just go to back afterwards. As ‘Crazy Stupid Love’ started, I pulled out my phone, looked at it for a few moments and started laughing; showing Blaine what was so funny.

Facebook

I am going to New York with my amazing boyfriend!! – with Blaine Anderson

Mercedes Jones, Santana Lopez, Nick Duval, Finn Hudson and 40 others like this.

Rachel Berry: WHAT!? WHEN!? HOW!? EXPLAIN!!
Santana Lopez: Chill Berry. Klaine are getting their mack on in the greatest city on Earth!
25 people like this
Finn Hudson: It’s going to be such a good holiday Kurt!
Noah ‘Puck’ Puckerman: You’re going Finn? Cockblock alert!
31 people like this
Rachel Berry: Why is Blaine going and I’m not?
Quinn Fabray: Stop being selfish Rachel and Kurt, Blaine I know you’ll have a brilliant time.
6 people like this
Finn Hudson: Kurt has been through a lot and deserves this. Blaine’s his boyfriend and helped him through a lot. He means a lot to Kurt and to our family. That is why Blaine is coming.
40 people like this
Santana Lopez: Wow Frankenteen I’m glad you said that. I’m still mad at you for kissing Berry and costing us Nationals
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Thad Harwood: If Kurt and Blaine kissed at Nationals we would have so won!
23 people like this
David Thompson: First Klaine holiday, woop woop :)
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Wes Montgomery: There will be so much adorable photos of the two of them in New York!
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Trent Nixon: I can totally picture Klaine living there!
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Jeff Sterling: I’m so happy for these two! They are just two perfect soul mates!
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Brittany S. Pierce: Dolphin love!
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Blaine and I just laughed at our friends’ comments before closing the Facebook app.

“So can you picture us living in New York?”Blaine asked, trying to sound casual.

I leaned in and nuzzled my nose against his, “Honey I’d live anywhere as long as you were there.”

Blaine grinned at me, “That’s all I needed to hear.”

(break)

“Oh my God! I can’t believe I’ve seen Wicked on Broadway!” I practically jumped up and down, while still holding Blaine’s hand.

“It was amazing. I totally agree with what you said about you playing Elphaba and me playing Fiyero and singing ‘As Long as You’re Mine’ on Broadway,” Blaine said, grinning at the reaction.

I hummed in agreement, “Oh definitely Monsieur Anderson! But I thought you said you wanted to be in another musical first?”

Blaine’s eyes lit up, “I really want to play J. Pierrepont Finch in the musical ‘How to Succeed in Business without Really Trying’. It would be a brilliant role and you get to wear bowties!”

“Aw sweetie you only want to play that role because Daniel Radcliffe did,” I teased, knowing my boyfriend’s love for Harry Potter.

“Come on you have to admit it’s totally awesome!” Blaine laughed, making me laugh with him, “Don’t try to deny you’re a Potterhead too. I know you too well Kurt Hummel!”

“That you do,” I smiled, loving how Blaine was my best friend and the love of my life.

It was our last night in New York and Dad had got Blaine and I tickets for ‘Wicked’. It was the best present I had ever received. I had always wanted to see ‘Wicked’ on Broadway and the fact I got to see it with Blaine made it more special. Blaine and I had only seen shows like ‘Rent’ in community theatres where the acting hadn’t been the best. Now I had seen a Broadway show, I was determined that that was my future. I wanted to go to college in New York but I only wanted to do that if I had Blaine by my side. He was my future and the main part of my dreams. I couldn’t imagine myself with anyone else. We had briefly discussed living in New York and had made it known that we wanted to be together. Tonight had been amazing. Blaine had taken me on a date to Sardi’s and I was over the moon. He had told me he had been saving up for this dinner since my Dad had invited him to come to New York with us and had told him there was no way he was paying. We had had the most amazing time. We had done all the sightseeing things that you have to do when you go to New York such as going up the Empire State Building, seeing the Statue of Liberty and going jogging in Central Park. Dad and Carole had let Blaine and I go off on our own quite a lot as long as we checked in with them. Blaine and I had had breakfast at Tiffany’s, trying the New York bagels, and had spent a whole day shopping. I too had saved up for New York to go shopping but had put some money aside to buy my family and Blaine some gifts to thank them for everything they had done for me. I bought Dad a baseball cap with NY on it and some New York souvenirs, I got Carole a dress and some New York souvenirs and I got Finn some New York sports merchandise. It took me all day but eventually I found a present for Blaine. I got him a set of New York bowties and found a photo frame that said memories of New York on it. Blaine and I had the most adorable photo of the two of us in the Empire State Building so I had printed that off and had put that in there.

“Shall we get a cab back to the hotel?” Blaine asked, interrupting me from my thoughts.

I shook my head, “We’ve had the yellow cab experience enough this week. The hotel’s really not that far away. We can just walk it.”

Blaine smiled, “That sounds perfect to me. I wonder if Burt, Carole and Finn are back?”

My family had all gone out for dinner and then to watch the New York Giants play. Blaine and I had been invited but declined, and then Dad produced the ‘Wicked’ tickets for us.

I shrugged, “I doubt it. You know how long American Football games take.”

Blaine smiled wickedly, “So... you mean Finn won’t be back in our room for hours?”

I turned to look at Blaine, liking where this was going. In the hotel Dad and Carole shared a room while Finn, Blaine and I shared a room. Dad had given us rules saying no funny business and no trying to force Finn out. We had our own beds but usually ended up sharing a bed. I was proud of how Finn was acting. He didn’t complain about Blaine being on holiday with us or sharing a room with us. He just said he was happy I was happy and Blaine was an awesome guy. That made my day.

“Whatever happened to my dapper boyfriend?” I asked, teasingly.

Blaine stopped walking and pulled me to him, placing his hands on my waist, “You corrupted him.”

I giggled at his words, trying not to blush, “Oh Mr Anderson.”

Blaine gently squeezed my hips, “Now what do you say about heading back to the hotel and making good use out of our time alone?”

I pretended to think for a moment, “That sounds like an outstanding idea.”

Blaine grinned at me before leaning in and capturing my lips with his. I kissed back for a minute or two before pulling away, “Shouldn’t we get a move on then?”

I pulled out of Blaine’s hold and started walking down the street. I looked over my shoulder to see Blaine’s amused face so I simply smirked then winked at him, before turning back and continuing to walk. I suddenly heard the sound of quick footsteps and then Blaine’s arm was around my waist, holding me to him as we walked.

“You’re such a tease Kurt Hummel,” Blaine whispered, his breath caressing my ear.

I turned my head to face him and whispered, “You love it Blaine Anderson.”