"He hasn't?" That was news to Holly and she could feel her eyebrows shoot up in surprise. "Well, that's interesting. So there's nothing much to be nervous about now, is there? He doesn't have all this experience over you. And you know what? Kurt, there's no one like you. There's no one better even with this side of you. You can't keep pretending. If you have a really bad slip then he needs to know what to do. What if you're with him and you can't get to me, or Quinn, or Mercedes?"

Holly pulled the magazine into her lap and gazed at the photograph at Ethan. A slight tingle rolled down her spine as she thought about being the woman who would see him naked and be with him in a way other women only daydreamed about. She let out a wistful noise before her attention went back to Kurt. "There has to be something that shook all this loose, honey. You were doing so well. I know relapses are inevitable but they're always triggered by something, and I don't think it's just Blaine. He's been good for you."