Blaine hurried about the shop, making seven different coffee orders at once for the throng of people waiting in line. He went as fast as he possibly could, double checking he got each order right as he rang up customers. Today was uncharacteristically busy for a Tuesday afternoon especially since the day before had been extremely slow.

He was grateful for the large work load because he was able to keep his mind occupied instead of having time to let it wander. All of Sunday and Monday he had been rather blue, having realized and accepted that he still had some lingering feelings for Kurt. Blaine refused to tell anyone else except for Elise because she is the only one who could really understand his muddy feelings. He resolved to keep Nate out of it as to not give him the feeling of being unwanted, because Blaine's feelings for Nate were still going strong. Having unearthed his feelings were difficult not only because he knew nothing could come of them, but because he knew they were the cause of his apprehension in his relationship with Nate.

Blaine and Nate ate lunch Monday and Nathanial had picked up on Blaine's sullen mood. He assured Nate he was just upset about the night of his show, which technically was vaguely truthful. Blaine had to cut their lunch short today because the usual lull in business at lunch time had turned into a frenzy when a group of tourists stormed the shop demanding coffee.

Most of Monday, Blaine was unsettled and hoped Kurt would come into the shop. Kurt had been to the shop a few days in a row the week before, so naturally, Blaine expected Kurt to make another appearance. He didn't. Blaine went home disappointed that Kurt didn't stop by, to upset that he let himself look forward to seeing Kurt. Luckily, Blaine didn't have the time to sulk today because of the crowd, even though dealing with the demanding tour group was frustrating and tiresome.

Slowly but surely, the line grew short and the tables were full of chatting people. Blaine and Elise breathed an audible sigh as the tour leader rounded the mob up and they all charged out of the coffee shop, digital cameras in hand for the day's adventure. Elise slumped against the counter and sat on the floor.

"That was intense," she sighed wiping spilled coffee off the floor.

"Can't say that I disagree," Blaine replied grabbing another towel to help Elise clean up the large coffee she spilled.

"Me either," came a voice from the other side of the counter. Blaine stood up in a shot, the coffee soaked cloth dripping in his grasp. "Tourists can be quite obnoxious. Hi, Blaine," Kurt said with a smile.

"Hey Kurt. Give me a minute and I'll get your coffee. Butter-fingers over here dropped a large on the floor," Blaine replied grabbing another towel and kneeling on the floor again.

"Not my fault! You were in the way!" Elise barked mopping up the last of the spill.

"Blame it on the man, that's so typical. Perk to being gay? No wife!" Blaine joked standing up and offering a hand to Elise.

"Shut-up, you'd love to have me as a wife," Elise grumbled taking his hand and rising to her feet.

"I don't know about that," Blaine snickered. Elise glared and playfully hit him in the face with her coffee soaked towel. The soaking cloth hit with a wet smacking sound and the coffee splattered all over Blaine's face and neck.

Elise guffawed, "you've got a little something on your face," she remarked before taking the coffee stained towels into the back room.

Coffee dripped down Blaine's face and clung to his eyelashes. He clamped his eyes closed to keep the hot liquid out of his eyes but some had already gotten in and his eyes were stinging and watering. "That was hot coffee!" Blaine bellowed as he blindly groped around the counter for something to wipe his face with. Elise's laughter could be heard from the back room of the shop.

"Here," Kurt muttered bringing up a cloth and wiped it gingerly across Blaine's dripping face. He cleaned up his neck and most of his face before coming up and gently dragging the towel across his closed eyelids. Blaine relished the closeness with Kurt even though he knew he shouldn't. "Reminds me of the first time you got slusheed after you transferred, only less dangerous" he remarked as Blaine opened his eyes and nodded in agreement.

Kurt had a small smile playing about the corners of his lips as he continued to wipe off Blaine's face. "That stuff was simply terrible for the skin. Coffee however, can be used as an excellent exfoliating facial," Kurt continued as Blaine stared up at him. "Those lashes are going to be sticky though. But that's what you get for having unnaturally long and gorgeous eyelashes."

Blaine just stood silent as Kurt got the remainder of the coffee off his face. He trailed the cloth slowly across the bridge of Blaine's nose and across his pink lips. Blaine swallowed nervously as Kurt swiped it across his lips and chin. He unconsciously licked his lips and suppressed a shutter as the cloth came around the side of his neck and Kurt stepped closer to get a better view. He dragged the cloth across his neck agonizingly slow, toying with Blaine and trying to get a reaction from him. Blaine drew a calming breath but trembled when Kurt slowly dragged the cloth over his bottom lip again. Kurt grinned and let his hand fall and he studied Blaine's face and neck, looking for anything he may have missed. "I think I got it all," he whispered tapping his index finger on the tip of Blaine's nose.

Blaine cleared his throat, "th-thanks Kurt," Blaine mumbled hoping his face wasn't as red as he feared it would be.

"You're welcome," Kurt replied politely setting the cloth down on the counter. "Grande non-fat mocha latte, please."

Blaine shook his head, "of course," he said and began the order as Kurt went back over to the other side of the counter. He quickly whipped up Kurt's order and rang it up. Kurt paid and then they went and sat at one of the many empty tables. Elise smiled at Kurt and cast Blaine a warning glance as she went outside with her lighter and a box of cigarettes.

Kurt sipped his coffee delicately and sighed contentedly, "sorry I didn't drop by yesterday afternoon, I was absolutely swamped at work."

"Working on a new collection?" Blaine asked reaching over and breaking a piece off Kurt's biscotti.

"Not exactly. I'm just trying to get as much done as physically possible in the next two weeks so that I'm not too far behind when I get back to work."

"Get back to work? From where?"

"My honeymoon. Glen and I are going to spend two weeks in Europe after the wedding. I officially put you and mister Nathanial on the guest list," Kurt replied.

Blaine's heart sank just thinking about the wedding, "can't wait."

"It is going to be fabulous, I designed everything, even the tuxedos. Speaking of clothes, I still have yours from Friday that you left at my apartment before the fashion show."

"Can you bring them to the shop with you at some point this week?" Blaine asked.

"Don't be absurd, I can bring them over to your apartment tonight. What's the address?" Blaine hesitated and reached in the pocket of his apron and withdrew a pen. He scribbled his address down on a napkin and slid it across the table to Kurt. "Excellent. I will bring your things over after I get off work."

"Thanks, I really appreciate that," Blaine said genuinely.

Kurt waved his hand, "it's no trouble," he glanced down at his watch and got up from his chair, "speaking of which, I've got to head back to work. I'll see you tonight."

"See ya," Blaine replied as Kurt sauntered out the door.

As soon as Kurt was out the door and safely away from the shop, Elise stormed into the shop. "What the hell was that!"

"What was what?" Blaine snapped getting up from the table and sweeping crumbs from the table top into his hand.

"You know damn well what, Blaine. You're doing a fantastic job of getting over Kurt. If he kept wiping your face like that you'd have thrown him down on the counter and done him right there!" she exclaimed throwing her arms up in the air.

"It's not my fault Elise! Calm down! He was just being courteous!" Blaine retorted angrily.

"You didn't have to enjoy it so much," she mumbled starting another pot of coffee brewing.

"I'm trying Elise alright? I know nothing is going to come of it and just because I still have feelings for him, doesn't mean I would betray Nate's trust and destroy Kurt's relationship with his fiancé. So please have a little more faith in my self-control," Blaine shot back letting his acidic mood seep into his words.

"I know, I'm sorry. I just really, really don't want you to get hurt like my ex-husband hurt me, alright? I know how it feels and I wouldn't wish that kind of heart-ache on my worst enemy. Just be careful tonight and don't let your guard down for your safety and my sanity, okay?"

Blaine went over and pressed a kiss onto her forehead and hugged her close, "yes, mother dearest," he mumbled sarcastically.

"Damn straight. Now, let's mop up that sticky mess from the coffee you made me spill."