"What if somebody recognizes me?" Blaine asked the worry clearly visible on his face as he clung to the car door too afraid to let go. A sudden wave of insecurities had started to wash over him as soon as he had stepped out of the car and he was now paralyzed with fear.

"Not likely," Kurt said with a short chuckle. "The people here don't spend time a lot of time on Hollywood Boulevard."

"You did," Blaine responded feeling slightly indignant. Kurt didn't notice and gave Blaine an affectionate look as he stepped up close reaching around both sides of Blaine's body to grab hold of his hands. They were clammy from his stress.

"Come on. Let go. Let go," Kurt urged softly managing to pry Blaine's hands off the door handle. He clasped them into his, pulled them round and held them close to his chest, all the while looking Blaine in the eyes. "Alright? You look great. You look like a gentleman. We're going to have a wonderful time."

Blaine tried to frown at him with a disconcerting look, but with Kurt's tender eyes and gentle smile, it was impossible for Blaine to disobey. Kurt's assuring tone finally convinced him and he gave a nod of submission.

"Ok," Kurt said with a soft sigh, happy that they were going to be able watch the fashion show. "Don't fidget and smile."

Blaine let Kurt pull him away from the car and upon hearing his request, the biggest forced smile came to his face. And Blaine really believed he should have received an Emmy for that smile because deep down, he was still shuddering at the thought of meeting all of these important fashion people and did he dare say it, models. He mused over his newly acquired acting skills as he shook hands and greeted the endless amount of people that Kurt introduced him to. Maybe he should have pursued acting instead of music.

The fashion show according to Kurt was one of the biggest events this month, mainly because it was being used as a fundraising event. The location was slightly unusual as well as it was outside but it was bound to be an action filled day Kurt had promised, because today, there were several designers presenting their line of clothes.

Blaine walked around behind Kurt trying to remember to keep his mouth closed as his eyes drank in the sights that were around him. He was dizzy with the momentum and the ease in which Kurt carried himself. Everything that Blaine had witnessed so far: the people, the clothes, the music. He really was a long way away from what he was used to.

Kurt finally stopped in front of two men who were primly dressed, their outfits planned right down to last minute detail and Blaine was more than thankful that Kurt has selected his outfit today because right now they were eyeing him up and down with cold haughty glances.

"This is Jed and Paul, the amazing accessory artists for our photo shoots," Kurt explained nodding at each of them in turn before turning his attention to another person who had just called his name.

"So, you're the flavor of the month," Jed announced coldly to Blaine before he turned his back on him.

"Uh, he's just being testy," Paul said with an over the top laugh that he was trying to use to cover and explain his friend's rude behavior. "Kurt is our most eligible bachelor. Everybody is trying to land him."

"Well, I'm not trying to land him," Blaine retorted, "I'm just using him for sex!" And with that Blaine turned away leaving them gaping after him in undisputed jealousy.

*** 

"Kurt! Kurt!"

Kurt turned around to greet the loud and annoying voice that belonged to Rachel. He hadn't been looking forward to this part of the day, the part of the day where he was going to have to introduce her to Blaine. He didn't want to do it.

"I want you to meet a good friend of mine," Kurt began watching Rachel closely as he introduced Blaine.

Rachel undeniably glowed as her eyes ran up and down Blaine and gave Kurt an impressed look. ‘Oh, you have done well', Kurt imagined her thinking and his insides began to do somersaults with worry.

"This is my husband, Artie," Rachel said with such a discarded wave of her hand that Kurt could not deny that trouble was brewing lurking just around the corner and it was headed straight for him and Blaine. 

"It's always a pleasure meeting one of Kurt's men!" Artie said spitefully and Blaine quickly realized that Artie was going to be obnoxious all the way through. "Oh my god, it's........." and with that Artie was gone. The snub was so obvious that Blaine flushed with embarrassment. He fidgeted uncomfortably unaccustomed to the elite amount of snobbery that he was witnessing this afternoon.

"I'm going to get another drink," Rachel said quickly after Artie had left. "I'll be right back." She turned in a hurry but not before she flashed Blaine a huge flattering smile.

"Real genuine girl. Who is she?" Blaine asked his arms held defensively over his body.

"She's my lawyer. She's alright."

"You could freeze ice on her husband's ass."

"We'll try that later," Kurt said with a laugh trying to shake off the disturbingly hot image entering his mind of Blaine leaning over Artie's naked buttocks.

"Are these people your friends?" Blaine asked in disbelief while he gazed at the people immediately in their vicinity.

"I spend time with them, yeah," Kurt said slowly not really knowing where Blaine was going with his question.

"Well, no wonder," Blaine announced an uncomfortable frown etched onto his forehead.

"No wonder what?"

"No wonder you came looking for me."

Blaine gave Kurt a quick look and then walked away.

Kurt watched Blaine leave, the sound of the people he spent so much time with echoing around his ears and had to agree that maybe there was some truth in his words.

Blaine had managed to find some peace from the hostility that had been hanging over him. This kind of event was not a place that he wanted to visit anytime soon again. He closed his eyes and wished that he was back with Kurt in the hotel lying in his bed, naked with their arms wrapped around each while Kurt pressed against him and....

"Blaine! Hi! It's Sebastian!"

Blaine's eyes snapped open in surprise somewhat annoyed that his fantasy had been disturbed, but his eyes fell on the familiar face of Sebastian and his face lit up in friendly delight. Anyone that he knew, even remotely so in this vast sea of empty people was going to be welcomed with opened arms.

Blaine jumped down from the car and strode over to Sebastian his arm outstretched in a friendly salute.

"Sebastian! It's good to see you again," Blaine said warmly as their hands met.

"How are you?" Sebastian asked patting Blaine on the shoulder and guiding him over to view some clothes that were waiting to be worn in the next line up.

Rachel spied them from a distance, her eyes fleeting over their closeness and what she was sure was an intimate conversation. She frowned, her suspicion mounting. Who was this Blaine? Where was he from and what did he do, and most importantly, why had he suddenly come into Kurt's life, during this week, of all weeks? Was he really there as an innocent love affair for Kurt or did he have other dark intentions in mind?

Rachel couldn't handle it any longer. She had to find Kurt and speak to him. They had worked so hard over the past year to nab Santana and Rachel wasn't going to let anything stop them now. There was something there she was sure of it. Blaine might be cute and she would give anything to lick that delectable chest of his, but Kurt was her first priority and it was her duty to look after him when his judgment was being impaired.

"So Kurt, how did you meet Blaine?" Rachel asked crossing her arms defiantly over her chest after seeking him out of the crowd.

"Ur, I was asking for directions and there he was!" Kurt explained shoving his hands deep into his pockets. His mind raced trying to think of an appropriate response that Rachel would believe and not be able to use to her advantage.

"So, you just ran into him. That's great," she said nodding her head suspiciously and then she began to barrage him more questions, not satisfied in the least with his original response. "So what does he do? Does he work? Who does he know?"

"He's in sales."

"That's terrific. That's good!" Rachel exclaimed unable to refrain from rubbing her hands together whilst she stood in her ‘on-a-mission' stance. Maybe she had been jumping the gun, maybe Blaine was just an innocent love affair. "What does he sell?"

Kurt looked around uncomfortably not wanting anyone to over hear their conversation. It wasn't that he didn't want her to know that Blaine was a prostitute but he knew that Rachel would most likely take that special connection that he and Blaine had and turn it into something vulgar. "Why do you what to know, Rachel?"

"Just hear me out on this, OK," Rachel said stepping even closer and taking hold of Kurt's arm like she was going to tell him something top secret. "I've known you a long time, Kurt and I've see some differences in you this week, like the tie and um, I'm wondering if this guy is the difference. Especially," she added with a nod of her head in Blaine's direction, "when I see him talking to Sebastian, Santana's cousin!"

Kurt looked over his shoulder and caught the pair deep in conversation. His insides suddenly clenched in a fit of jealousy, a feeling that was extremely uncharacteristic of him. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt that kind of passion or that kind of possessiveness for someone else.

And that's when it really hit home for Kurt. That's when he really saw Blaine, really felt Blaine, really couldn't deny that Blaine had found away into his heart. Kurt stood speechless finding this new feeling difficult to process. It was completely unexpected. He was absolutely certain though, that he wouldn't know what he would do without Blaine in his life and as he watched the two talking, all he wanted to do was claim Blaine as his and announce that he was completely off the market.

"I introduced them at dinner the other night," Kurt muttered finally remembering that Rachel was standing beside him, watching him closely. He had no doubt that Blaine's interaction with Sebastian was innocent but he still couldn't shake that feeling that wanted him to run straight over to Sebastian and rip his throat out. The hackles began to rise on the back of his neck as he watched Sebastian place a hand on Blaine's arm as they spoke. Kurt knew that gesture, knew it all too well. He didn't know if Blaine sensed it but he knew Sebastian was giving him the ‘I'm-into-you' touch.

"So what, now their best friends," Rachel said quickly, too quickly like she was trying to create drama. "This gorgeous guy appears from nowhere and now he's talking to this Sebastian who's working for a magazine that we're trying to buy. That's a little convenient, don't you think?"

Kurt shook his head in amazement, "I don't believe this." But really he felt some relief at finding Rachel's intentions.

"How do you know that this guy hasn't attached himself to you because he's bringing information back to Santana?" Rachel asked, once again snapping him out of his reverie. "This happens, industrial espionage!"

Kurt shook his head. It wasn't as bad he thought it was. Rachel was insane and Sebastian was just having a casual conversation...he hoped. Kurt turned his attention back to Rachel and decided right then and there to tell her the truth to ease her worries. Who knew what she might do if she continued to suspect Blaine of espionage?

"Rachel! Listen to me," Kurt told her. "He's not a spy. He's a hooker!"

Rachel eyes went wide and she shook her head, the words slowly sinking in as Kurt repeated his sentence to be sure she understood. "There's no way that Blaine is involved in some secret industrial espionage. He..is...a....hooker. I picked him up on Hollywood Boulevard....in your car!"

The shock left Rachel's face and she started to smile. A smile so big and so conniving that Kurt was sure it went from one ear to the other. She wasn't able to stop herself as a laugh escaped her mouth, and then, just to add to her obnoxiousness, a little snort escaped her nose.

"You're the only millionaire I've heard of who goes looking for a bargain based streetwalker, you know!" she laughed patting him proudly on the chest.

"I'm sorry I told you!" Kurt sighed more than annoyed with himself. He looked at her in disgust and wished he could take back what he had said. Kurt looked away knowing it was impossible and instead, spied another person in the crowd who could do with his attention right now. He walked away leaving Rachel behind who was still merrily chuckling to herself.

The afternoon continued, more presentations were given and the sun sunk lower in the sky. People came and went but Rachel was bored. Artie had disappeared long ago and she had already spent time with many of the important people that she needed to rub noses with. The rest were just not worth her attention. Rachel spied Blaine standing under a tree all by himself. She couldn't help herself her eyes wandering over his broad shoulders and sexy butt. Something that fine would have to be open market and someone that hot, in that industry would have to go both ways. There was nothing wrong with asking, hey?

"Having a nice time, Blaine?" Rachel asked coming up beside him her voice soft and silky. She took her sunglasses off and placed the ear piece in her mouth ensuring that her lips looked full and sultry. Her tongue delicately swiveled over the end, her whole appearance seductive and sexy. 

"Yeah, I'm having a great time," Blaine told her a broad smile filling his face. Finally another nice person had come to speak to him.

"Must be quite a change from Hollywood Boulevard, huh?" Rachel announced not wasting any time at all and getting straight to the point.

The smile came crashing down off Blaine's face just as if she had punched him in the stomach. He even took a visible step backwards, her words having such an effect on him. How could Kurt do this to him? Who else had he told? Did everybody know? Was that why they were all being snobbish and pretentious towards him? Were they all laughing at him behind his back?

"What?" he finally managed to gasp.

"Kurt told me. Don't worry, your secret is safe with me," Rachel assured him unable to take her eyes of his chiseled features now that she was standing only inches away from him. Damn, Kurt had done a good job when he had picked him! "Listen maybe urh, you and I could get together sometime after Kurt leaves, I get that vibe from you that, you know, you're into girls too."

And then, all of a sudden, Blaine's defense mechanism re-emerged and when he spoke, it was his work mode all over again and Blaine, well Blaine was gone screaming in pain and anguish over how Kurt had betrayed and hurt him. "Yeah, sure," he said looking her directly in the eyes, "why not?"

Rachel brought a hand up to his shoulder and gave it gentle massaging strokes. She tried to keep her breath steady as she found his large round bicep. "We'll just have to do that, hmmm?"

The sudden sound of Artie's voice interrupted them and Blaine was left feeling no bigger than an ant who had just been squashed on the side of the pavement. He tried to fight the tears that had suddenly come up to his eyes. He had been treated like dirt, like nothing. He had been so foolish, hadn't any of the time he had spent with Kurt meant anything to him? How had he let himself become emotionally involved with the man? Blaine wanted to kick himself. He had been foolish and as he watched Rachel walk away with a one last glance over her shoulder, he knew that he had meant nothing to Kurt, nothing since day one. Kurt was just a massive manipulator pulling in men from left and right to do his bidding, to do his work. And then Blaine pinched himself, it was after all what Kurt had said at the start when he had been lying in the bath in his hotel room. He was his employee, he was being paid for his time with Kurt, and now that the truth had come forth, Kurt was willing to hand him over to his other employees for them to use. What had he told them? Had he told them that he was such a great fuck, that he was such a pro, that he would do anything for them?

A tear began to escape Blaine's eye and glide down his cheek. Why had he been so foolish and actually let himself fall for Kurt? All Blaine wanted to do was go home, home to Sam's apartment where he could curl up into a ball and try to forget all about Kurt. He didn't want to be anywhere near these people, and most of all, he didn't want to be anywhere near Kurt.