Sorry this chapter took longer than normal, no excuses xD. Thanks again for all the reviews and everything!

Rachel was finishing her make-up in front of the mirror in the bathroom when there was a knock on the door and she looked at her reflection panicked. She checked the time and realized that Quinn was not early in the slightest, but she was the one who was not on time as surprising as that can sound. She hurriedly entered her bedroom and looked frenetically around for her shoes. She luckily spotted them under the bed and ran to put them on.

They had been in a couple of dates already taking advantage of her nights off since Quinn came back two weeks ago (if you didn't count their lunch dates that happened very frequently). Rachel didn't think that the giddy feeling of knowing that she was about to go on a date with Quinn Fabray would ever disappear. The dates had been nothing but perfect and Rachel adored how attentive and sweet Quinn was with her. She knew this was a side of the blonde that barely anyone saw, and Rachel was grateful that Quinn felt so comfortable with her to show that side of her. Quinn made her feel so special. She was completely enamored with the blonde and their relationship was everything that she had hoped for. She craved Quinn's company every minute and she hated when it was time to separate. This was what love was meant to be.

There was a second knock at the door and Rachel stumbled over to the hallway huffing. She straightened herself up before checking her look at the mirror next to the door a final time, before taking a deep breath and opening the door with a big smile in place. Quinn was at the other side, with an amused smile and dressed as impeccably as always. Rachel's eyes roamed the blonde's body appreciatively before settling in bright hazel eyes.

"Hello there."

"Hi."

"There was a fire or something? You took forever," Quinn commented in a teasing tone.

Rachel let out a nervous laugh. "Sorry, I was just not entirely ready. I spent a lot of time choosing the perfect outfit and, I don't know, between one thing and another… It sounds strange coming from me, I know. Rachel Berry, the most punctual person in the world."

"It's okay," Quinn softly replied. The blonde took a look at the dress Rachel was wearing and she licked her lips. Rachel's sense of style had definitively improved a lot over the years, not that she minded the argyle and animal sweaters, they looked so cute on Rachel despite the cruel comments she had to endure in highschool. "You look perfect." Quinn leaned forward and pressed a chaste kiss on Rachel's lips in a more proper greeting. "So… do I come in o you just need to grab your things?"

"Oh, yes, I'll take my purse and we can leave." Rachel turned around and disappeared for a second before returning with her belongings in her hands. "Let's go." They walked to the elevator and once they were inside Rachel couldn't help but look intensely at Quinn's profile the entire ride down and Quinn had to suppress a smirk because she knew that Rachel was trying to hold back her questions. That only lasted until they went out of the building though.

"So… where are we going?"

"What is romance without a little mystery?," Quinn replied evasively.

"I don't know, but what I do know is that it sucks to not know where you are being taken."

"Come on, trust me." Rachel was giving her the puppy look, but it was not enough for Quinn to relent. "I'll give you one clue." She smirked. "I'm not taking you to your doom," she said with an exaggerated gravelly voice.

Rachel groaned disgruntled at Quinn's antics. "What if I'm not appropriately dressed to get in whatever place you have chosen? What if they kick me out?"

"So dramatic," Quinn said quietly. "You are, don't worry about it. Where do you think I'm taking you, woman? Don't stress yourself." Quinn reached out and took Rachel's hand in hers and she smiled softy at the brunette. "This feels good," she said glancing at their hands.

"More than good." Rachel intertwined their fingers and they started walking to their destination with Quinn leading the way. They could have gotten a taxi but Quinn preferred to enjoy a nice walk at night holding Rachel's hand in her own and enjoying their close proximity.

"Can I confess something?" Rachel looked apprehensively at Quinn before nodding slowly. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I really thought that we wouldn't be so open about our relationship. I mean, you are kind of famous now, you are appearing in magazines, the play is a total success... at some point someone is going to see us doing whatever, and then it will be out that you are with a woman, and questions will arise. It could create some trouble for you."

"Did you really think that I would hide you away from everyone? What did you expect? Secret meetings, us, locked up at home, hats, sunglasses, you hidden in a trunk?" Rachel let out an amused laugh at the image and Quinn couldn't help but join her.

"That sounds... complicated, yes" she drawled. "I just don't want this to affect your career, you know? You have worked so hard to achieve stardom..."

"Look, the only thing people should care about is my talent, not who I'm dating. That's anyone's business. Eventually, when they find out, there will be comments, and I'm sure that not all of them will be positive because we already know the kind of stupid and closed-minded people that exist in this world. But I won't care. At the end of the day, I will have you, my friends and family and my loyal fans. I don't need more."

Quinn raised their joined hands and kissed Rachel's knuckles. "Good philosophy."

Rachel smiled softly. "If I were a movie star, things would be different. It would be a circus. You know how Hollywood works."

"Yeah, paparazzi would be following us everywhere we go. I would end up punching someone for sure. They can be so annoying, God."

"You would be my sexy protector!" Rachel squeezed Quinn's hand fondly. "Well, just a heads-up. I plan on stepping into that world and making a movie someday."

"Really?"

"Yes, I love Broadway, and it will always be my first choice, but at some point I would like to try new things. Recording an album is also in my plans."

"Look who is a little ambitious."

Rachel laughed. "You know me. I'm an unstoppable force."

"Yes, you have proven that along the years. None has more drive or talent than you. So, when the moment comes that your face is in gossip magazines, I'll be very proudly by your side."

"Thank you! We'll be the hottest couple ever."

"Preach."

After walking for five more minutes, Rachel turned to Quinn again. "Next try. Where are we going, Quinn?"

Quinn rolled her eyes in mock exasperation. "You know I'm very traditional. I thought about having dinner first and then… well, we'll see where the night takes us. Maybe you were expecting this whole grand and fancy perfect date, but I don't know, I thought this would be nice for us and I think you are going to love the place. But if you are disappointed, I can…"

Rachel touched Quinn's shoulder to stop her rambling despite how endearing it was to see the blonde so nervous. "I don't care where we go. I told you, I don't need extravagance so whatever you came up with is absolutely fine with me. I just want to be with you."

"Good. It's not far. You have never been in that restaurant. I only found it by chance but I'm glad I did. The food is really great."

"I'll find out soon." They walked for a few more minutes in comfortable silence before Rachel broke it. "By the way, Mercedes and Tina are planning a visit real soon."

"Oh, really? That's fantastic. It's been a long time."

"Yes, I miss them. I couldn't be happier with my life right now but I miss the Glee Club. It was really something special, huh? We fought a lot but, God, those people were my family. I wished we were more in contact."

"I know what you mean. But we knew this would happen. Everyone goes to different places and have their own lives. Growing apart is only natural. Keeping friendships from highschool is hard. We know that first hand. It takes a lot of effort and will. We are lucky people."

"I get that. But do you remember when we would improvise in the choir room? We would leave our problems aside and just sing for us. It's never going to happen again."

"We are a little nostalgic, aren't we?," Quinn asked lightly bumping their shoulders earning her a little smile from Rachel.

"Sorry, just remembering the old days in highschool."

"I think often about it too. Highschool sucked most time but if I'm grateful for one thing is that it led me to you." Rachel smiled shyly before Quinn stopped them and announced. "We have arrived, my lady." She opened the door for Rachel to enter and Rachel shot her a grateful smile.

"Thank you."

Rachel looked around pleased with what she was seeing. The restaurant was fancy but it had a homey feeling at the same time. Quinn had reserved a table earlier on and they were guided to their table immediately. It was an intimate setting with one candle placed on the table. Quinn put back one chair for Rachel to sit down before she sat across from the brunette. "So... what do you think?"

"This place looks great and it's so romantic. I can't believe it's the first time I come here."

"Well, better for me, it will give me some points," she smugly replied.

"You are so cocky sometimes."

"Does that turn you off?" Quinn defied raising her eyebrow.

Rachel bit her lip before admitting. "Quite the contrary, actually." They both stared at each other with lust reflected in their eyes before a cough snapped them out of their bubble. Rachel blushed a little at the interruption and Quinn just grinned evilly at her before looking at their waiter.

"Good evening, ladies. Can I take note of your drinks first?"

"Sure. I think red wine is suitable for this occasion. Rachel?"

"Yes, yes. That's fine."

Quinn chuckled quietly at the image of a flustered Rachel and the waiter proceeded to take note of their order. Once he was gone, Quinn looked fondly at Rachel. "He didn't catch us hooking up. Why are you so embarrassed?," she asked amused.

"Well, he might as well have. When you look at me like that..."

"How? Like I'm undressing you with my eyes? Can you blame me? You look so sexy."

"Quinn!," she hissed.

Quinn only laughed but raised her hands in defense when Rachel shot her a glare. "I promise to be good from now on. You are adorable when you get shy, did you know that?"

"I'm always adorable," she stated seriously before winking at Quinn.

They enjoyed a nice dinner while they maintained a pleasant conversation. They saw each other practically every day, and talked through the phone but they never ran of topics to discuss. "I talked with my mom this morning, by the way."

"How is she doing?"

"Have you talked to your dads?"

Rachel frowned confused at the deflecting question. "Not in a few days, why?"

Quinn smirked. "Apparently, your dad ran into my mom and he had the awesome idea of inviting her to dinner. For some bonding."

Rachel gasped. "Oh, my God, are you serious?"

"Why would I make up such thing? They are totally crazy, Rach."

"I can't believe I'm finding out about this now! Why did you not tell me sooner? And my dads! They always say communication is important and they don't mention something like dinner with my girlfriend's mom. They are unbelievable."

Quinn smiled softly. "I like the sound of that."

"What?"

"Girlfriend." They looked at each lovingly for a few seconds before Quinn shook her head. "Anyway, I wanted to tell you now to see your face. It was priceless!"

"We should head back to Lima when we get the chance. I'm sure they are dying to get us all together."

"Whenever you want."

"Oh, I have the power of decision?"

"Yes, you are the bossy one in this relationship. Didn't you get the memo?"

"Uh, oh, Fabray, you are in dangerous territory."

"What? Come on! It was said as a compliment. I like being bossed around, well, only by you. Everyone else can go screw themselves." Rachel laughed boisterously and Quinn narrowed her eyes. "What!"

"Sorry, you are just so... Quinn."

"I'm so Quinn. That's a new one."

"Have you always been so funny?"

"Yes, I have always being known for my sense of humor. Don't you remember our sophomore year? People laughed all the time at my jokes."

"Your next book should be a comedy. That would make so much sense."

"I'm already regretting giving you the final manuscript. I'm going to steal it back from you if you keep messing with me."

"Oh, sweetie, don't be mad," she sweetly said. "I can't believe it took so long for me to read it. People are going to fall in love with the story as I did."

"I just wanted it be perfect before showing it to you. I was scared you wouldn't like it."

Rachel rolled her eyes at the impossibility of that happening. "You and your obsession with everything being perfect."

"I'm like that and I will never change," she declared proudly.

"The book is perfection, Quinn. I love the characters, one of them even reminds me of me," she commented coyly. "No matter what happens you should be very proud of it."

In that moment the waiter brought the dessert and the check. Quinn noticed where Rachel's eyes were fixated and she warned. "Don't even think about it. This date was planned by me and I'm the one paying."

Rachel pouted at her intentions being caught. "It's just... it's really expensive, Quinn. Can't you let me participate? Please?"

"Nop," she replied firmly. "Now eat that... rare thing you asked for dessert."

"I don't know how I can stand you sometimes."

"Because you love me. Flaws and everything."

"That will be it," she conceded in a light tone.

They walked aimlessly for a while after leaving the restaurant. Rachel couldn't have been more satisfied with the place. Quinn really had good taste. Rachel proposed to get back at her apartment. Quinn didn't need much persuasion to accept the offer. The chance to be alone with Rachel was too good to pass. Quinn was getting comfortable on the couch while Rachel served them a glass of wine. Quinn observed her while she wandered around and smiled softly to herself.

"I can feel your eyes on my ass, Quinn."

Quinn raised her eyebrows in shock before scoffing. "Come on! That's not true. Do you have X-ray vision or what?" At seeing Rachel's skeptical expression when she turned around she gave up. "Okay, I was looking at your nice and round ass, sue me."

It was Rachel's turn to snort while she walked out of the kitchen to sit on the couch next to Quinn. "You say the nicest things to me, Quinn Fabray."

"It's my way to conquer you."

Rachel smiled around the brim of her glass. "Don't worry, it's working." She put the glass on the table after taking a sip and smirked at Quinn. "Your ass is not bad either, you know?" Quinn bit her lip. All this flirting was getting to her. "I really think we have talked enough for today. Don't you think, Quinn?," she asked seductively.

Quinn could only nod dazedly before Rachel quickly moved to crash their lips together in a passionate kiss. After kissing for a few more minutes, mostly keeping their hands in respectable places, Rachel pushed Quinn lightly on the shoulders to make her lie down and find a more comfortable position on top of her.

"Is this okay?," Rachel whispered.

Quinn didn't bother to answer as she recaptured Rachel's lips on her own and Rachel chose that moment to open up the first buttons of the blonde's shirt and slipped her hands under Quinn's blouse placing them in the blonde's stomach. Quinn sighed into the kiss the moment Rachel's cold hands touched her skin.

Quinn broke the kiss and looked at Rachel's flushed face. "Is something wrong?," Rachel asked quietly. Quinn shook her head before moving to create some space to be able to remove her shirt completely leaving her in only her bra. Rachel followed the movement and licked her lips mesmerized at the expanse of skin available to her now.

"Like what you see?," Quinn husked.

"You have no idea," Rachel replied not taking away her eyes from Quinn's body. Quinn laughed happily when Rachel threw herself at her and pinned her against the couch. "You are so sexy, Quinn Fabray."

"Shush. Just kiss me." She grabbed Rachel's front and pulled her towards her. Words felt really unnecessary right now. The same with breathing. She only wanted to kiss Rachel and be as close to her as humanly possible. All the times she had pictured these situations in her head certainly didn't live up to reality. She should have known that there would be nothing like kissing one Rachel Berry.

"How are things with Alyssa?" Quinn and Santana had gone out shopping because Santana had felt like it today and Quinn couldn't refuse after the look the Latina gave her. She still didn't know if it was a threatening glare or a pledging look but it was effective and she couldn't deny that she was having fun spending some time with her best friend.

Santana looked at her contemplatively before glancing away. "I don't think it will work out."

Quinn's eyes widened in shock. "What?! Why? I thought you two were fine. I was supposed to meet her and give her a bad time."

"Yeah, but apparently her ex has asked her a second chance and she is going to do it. So, game over."

"Ouch. I'm sorry, S. I know you liked the girl."

Santana dismissed it with a hand. "I'm okay, it's not like I was in love or anything. So, how are things with the munchkin?"

"Why do you have to call her that?"

"Because it's fun. And your face every time I say it makes it even more hilarious."

Quinn glared at Santana but let it be. It was useless to try to change Santana's habits. Nicknames were her thing after all. Why should she take it away from her?

"Things are great. We had another date last night and we had a really good time."

"So no funny business?," Santana stated more than asked.

Quinn blushed scarlet. Discussing her sex life with Santana was definitively not her favorite pastime. "No, not yet. Things have... physically progressed a little but we still haven't... you know," she finished lamely looking down.

"I don't know why the fuck are you waiting. If it was someone different, okay, but it's Rachel. You have known her for years, you have being wanting to be with her for an eternity and I'm sure you have touched..."

"If you finish that sentence I'm going to kill you," she threatened seriously.

Santana laughed at Quinn's expression. "All I'm saying is that you can skip the usual steps in a new relationship. You already know Rachel better than anyone and I'm sure you are dying to jump her bones. So go tiger. Nothing is stopping you."

"Don't you think I want to sleep with her? For God's sake. I'm just waiting for the right time and that she's ready. She has never been with a woman before, Santana."

"Are you afraid she is going to be disappointed or what?," the Latina asked with a mocking tone.

"Okay, the conversation is over. What Rachel and I do is private."

"Come on! You are no fun!"

"And you are a pervert!"

"I'm just trying to help you, Q. I'm being a good friend. I'm offering some sexual advice if you want too." Quinn smacked Santana over the head. "I'm being helpful and she hits me. What a world we live on," she muttered to herself.

"How is my favorite writer doing?"

Quinn smiled at hearing her editor's voice. "Hi Sarah! I'm doing great, thank you very much. How about you? Do you miss me?"

Sarah laughed softly. "Oh, yeah. My days feel empty without your company. I'm miserable."

"That's what I wanted to hear."

"You are bad. Really bad. Anyway, tell me, are you bored of New York already? I bet you are missing Chicago like hell."

Quinn hummed before answering. "As much I would like to see you on a daily basis, New York has never been so great."

"And that won't have to do with a certain brunette of yours, right?"

"Maybe," she admitted.

"How is Rachel?"

"She is amazing. She is really excited about the awards and I couldn't be more excited for her. And we are great so... The world is shining," she joked.

"That's good to hear. Wish her luck for me."

"I will. So, tell me about you, girl. What's up?"

"Well, you know, I'm busy with work as always and that's pretty much it. My love life is just lacking."

"Oh, poor you. Girls are crazy if they don't go after you. If it's any consolation, you have a fan here, just so you know."

"What? Who?," Sarah asked confused.

Quinn smiled to herself. "Santana told me to mention you that you should visit New York soon. She can't wait to meet you in person. She thinks you are hot and totally cool so..."

"Oh, my Goodness." Sarah chuckled. "That's really flattering. Tell her I can't wait either. She is really something."

"Tell me about it. But come here, and find out."

"I will, real soon, don't worry," she promised. "By the way, Emma says hi too."

Quinn chuckled. "Okay, say hi to her too, although she texted me the other day."

"She gets bored and annoys people. It's her hobby."

"Be nice," she chided.

"I'm very nice. I was just stating a fact. You know I love that girl. Well, Quinn, I'm sorry but they are calling me. I talk to you soon, okay?

"Okay, boss."

"Take care! Bye."

Rachel and Quinn found themselves in bed at Quinn's apartment. Rachel had declared that she was feeling like cuddling and Quinn was happy to oblige. Quinn was holding Rachel from behind while the brunette played with the blonde's fingers lazily.

"Are you nervous about the awards?"

"I would be lying if I said no," she replied honestly. "But you are going to be with me, so everything will be okay, right?"

"I... yeah, of course, if that's what you want." she answered flattered. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I need the most important person in my life in one of the most important nights of my life."

Quinn kissed Rachel's temple. "Then it will be an honor," Quinn said proud of being the one chosen for Rachel to stand by her side that night. "It's only natural to be nervous, you know? It would be strange if you are totally calm. Unless you are a robot, and you are not, I think." Rachel pinched Quinn's arm playfully and the blonde let out a yelp of pain. "You are evil."

"You are the one calling me a robot."

"You are twisting my words, baby."

Rachel froze for a second and turned around forcefully in Quinn's arms to face her. "That's the first time you call me that."

"Should I take it back or...?"

"I love it." She leaned forward and connected their lips in such an ardent way that Quinn was left breathless and dazed when Rachel finally pulled apart with a smirk.

"Wow. If I had known that you would react like that, I would have done it a lot sooner," she cockily said.

"Shut up."

Quinn laughed at Rachel's pout and started caressing her hair. "How much time do we have until you have to go?"

Rachel hummed before looking at the clock on the bedside table. "One hour."

"Any idea about what would you like to do in that time, baby?"

Rachel grinned wolfishly to Quinn. "I think an idea is forming in my mind, yes." Quinn raised an eyebrow in Rachel's direction and Rachel didn't wait a second more to kiss Quinn with all the passion she could muster. Since she kissed Quinn for the first time, it had become an addiction and she never wanted to stop doing it.

They day that Rachel had been expecting her whole life was finally here. She hadn't slept much the day because all the excitement pulsing through her veins. Quinn had stayed with her all night holding her and trying to calm her, but not even a massage worked. All the bets pointed to her winning, but she refused to get her hopes up too much, after all they could be wrong and then what? She really didn't know how she would react if she lost. She knew that being nominated was already a great honor, but she really wanted to win. Being competitive had always being a trait of hers and she was not ashamed to admit it. She didn't have to apologize for wanting to be the best.

She and Quinn arrived together and Quinn then let Rachel alone to do her thing in front of the photographers while she tried to go unnoticed. Quinn had received several curious looks when she and Rachel had showed up but she ignored them. They weren't going to hide their relationship but they were also not going to parade around. This was Rachel's night and nothing should overshadow it. Besides, Quinn preferred to stay in the background. She was just happy that she was here and that she would be able to support Rachel tonight. She knew in her guts that her girlfriend was going to win and she couldn't be more proud of her. She saw Rachel making a beeline to her with a big smile in place and Quinn took a few steps towards her. She looked so beautiful in her gorgeous fancy dress, no wonder people gaped at her when she passed by.

"Hey, beautiful. Did you enjoy your photos?"

Rachel laughed. "Yes! It's a little annoying when they don't stop shouting at you, and all those flashes, but it can be really fun. You should try it sometime."

"Yeah, I think I'm going to let that part to you." Rachel sighed and looked around her nervous. Quinn rubbed her arm in comfort. "Hey." Rachel looked at her anxiously and Quinn smiled reassuringly. "It's okay. Try to relax."

"That's easy for you to say," she gritted.

Quinn shook her head. "Come on, you are a star. You belong here. Everyone loves you."

Rachel sighed. "Maybe I should have taken a drink before we came here."

Quinn rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "That would have been a fantastic idea," she sarcastically replied. She took Rachel's hand in her own and pulled her towards their seats. All through the ceremony, Rachel was irradiating nervous energy and Quinn only wanted to hold her and calm her. She would never tell Rachel, but she was getting more nervous as the moment got closer. She squeezed Rachel's hand in support when it was finally the time for her category. Rachel returned the squeeze with too much strength and Quinn winced but didn't let go. Her heart was beating quickly, she could only imagine what Rachel was feeling. But then...

"Rachel Berry!"

Rachel looked shocked at Quinn for a second before she jumped excitedly and hugged her very tightly. "Oh, my God, Quinn. I won!"

Quinn chuckled joyfully in her ear. "Yes, you did it. I'm so proud of you." She pulled away to look at Rachel's beaming face and gestured with her head to the stage. "I think they are waiting for you, baby."

"Yes, of course." Rachel beamed at her and practically skipped the steps to receive her award. Rachel had had her speech prepared since she was a little girl but she decided to just speak from her heart. She thanked everyone who had helped and contribute to her journey. Her dads, her friends, her teachers, the Glee club and Quinn, of course. She had finally made it and she had Quinn to share the experience with. This really was her dream coming true.

After the ceremony ended, they made their way to the afterparty. They mingled, they drank a bit, they tried to enjoy the night at its fullest. But the smoldering looks and discreet teasing touches they exchanged were a sign that they wanted to end the night with each other and who were they to go against their own wishes.

The taxi stopped abruptly in front of Quinn's apartment and the sudden movement made Rachel pulled away from Quinn's neck.

"Oops, I think we have arrived." She glared at the driver who seemed to be looking at them with lascivious eyes. A tip was out of the question although the ride was fast as they asked for. He should learn some manners.

"Let's go," Quinn said before throwing the fare to the driver. She pulled Rachel along and they stepped into the elevator. Once the door closed, Rachel pushed Quinn against the wall and resumed their earlier activities. She bit Quinn's bottom lip before soothing it with her tongue. Quinn could only moan at the action and tried to pull Rachel even closer clinging to her dress.

"God, come here."

The ding of the elevator interrupted them once again and Quinn rushed to find her keys to open the door and not waste any more time. But Rachel's arms around her waist and her lips on her shoulder were making things even harder. Her focus was exclusively on Rachel and the sensations running through her body, but she reminded herself that the sooner she opened the door, the sooner they would enter in new territory that she was bound to love and enjoy.

Rachel chuckled in her ear noticing the blonde's concentration problems and stopped her ministrations for a bit to let Quinn focus. "Come on, Quinn. I don't know how much I can keep waiting," she husked.

"That's not helping, Rach," she whined desperately. She finally was able to turn the key on the lock and Rachel immediately attacked Quinn's lips before kicking the door closed.

"Oh, God," Quinn groaned when Rachel found a particular sensitive spot on her neck. She had died and gone to heaven as far as she knew. Quinn fumbled with the zipper in Rachel's dress before Rachel took pity on her and pulled her hands away before taking care of removing her dress herself.

Quinn gulped at the sight of an almost naked Rachel Berry in her living room when the dress was discarded. "You are so beautiful."

Rachel smiled pleased with Quinn's reaction. "Turn around." Quinn obeyed without a protest and Rachel slowly pulled down Quinn's zipper before she allowed the dress to pool around Quinn's feet. She took Quinn's hand and pulled until Quinn turned around again and was pressed against her body. They both moaned at the sensation of skin against skin.

"I love you so much." Quinn kissed Rachel softly. "Bedroom?"

"Yes, please," Rachel eagerly answered. Her whole body was pulsing with excitement and arousal. She needed Quinn. Now.

Quinn smirked and kissed Rachel hard a final time before deciding that the wait was over and walking to the bedroom. She was a little nervous about what was going to happen but she was ten times more excited and happy. When she took a look back and their eyes connected, she knew that it was going to be perfect. Because it was Rachel. And that would always be enough.

I would have gladly written the smut at the end but I don't think I would be good at it so... better leave it to your own imagination xD. I know what I said last time, but this is not the last chapter. Leave a comment! :D More soon.