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A light chapter again...ish. Enjoy!

Shifting to accommodate her new form in the taxi she gave a soft sigh and placed a protective hand on her belly as Puck got in after her. They had been across the table all night but now the distance was closed as he sat right next to her. He leaned over to give the cabby the address of her place before settling back and placing his arm around her shoulders. She felt a jolt of nervous excitement by his touch. He leaned in towards her and placed a hand on her belly on top of hers with a soft smile. She felt her insides turn over in an affectionate burn of want. She wanted it all so much but she felt the restraints in her heart telling her this was the same feeling she had had with Joey, Finn and the rest of the jerks that had broken her heart. He'd be no better and now there was a child to take into the picture as well.

Puck looked up at her his light brown eyes conveying the same emotion she felt her unborn child; excitement and unconditional love.

"I can't wait to see her." Her heart leapt. He did know the sex and he'd just said it. She furrowed her brow. She didn't want to know. Anger took over faster than wildfire and she pulled back from him. He looked confused.

"You know the sex," she said hotly her anger shinning through even more as she let it manifest in words. A leer spread on his face. He clearly didn't know what was good for him. She narrowed her eyes in a deathly stare.

"Baby, you said it was a girl."

"But you know!" She'd raised her voice and the cabby looked behind him to see what was going on.

"Rach," he tried to calm her down. "You said it yourself."

"But I didn't know."

"You still don't," he explained patiently.

"So it's a boy?" She gave her belly a questioning look.

"I didn't say. I'm not telling you what it is. But you said you thought it was a girl so I'm here thinking the same with you." It was kind of sweet but she was angry now hormones racing thought her body making her irrational beyond any reasoning. She crossed her arms across her chest in a defensive stance of coolness as she turned her head to stubbornly stare out the window. "You have no reason to be mad," he said softly only making her even more so. He leaned in very close to her and let his lips brush he cheek. "I didn't see the sex. I wanted it to be the same surprise for me as for you," he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek before leaning back and letting her stew. He felt sure she'd defrost at some point soon.

Rachel bit her lip. Her anger was draining as tears came instead. My God, she was so up and down with him here. She felt the first tear run down her cheek and lowered her head letting her hair cover her face from him. Her hands fell to her belly again cupping the bump with her arms.

The tears seemed to fall like small heavy droplets even if she stubbornly tried to hold them back.

He saw her little move with the hair; felt the distance again raised like a wall between them. The first tear dropped to her arm and he couldn't let her sit there on her own. He put his arm back around her and tugged her to him not saying anything or making her look up to reveal the tears. He gave her hair a kiss as she settled against him and burrowed her nose against his neck. Words were unneeded as he engulfed her in a warm hug. Mocking would be another time even if it was a bit temping to call her out on being this silly.

He breathed in the smell of her hair, the smell of her. He loved how she smell like fresh citrus and her own distinct smell.

The ride to her place wasn't long and soon they climbed out of the taxi and were walking up the stairs to her apartment. Flashbacks to the first time they'd been here had him smile and find her hand. She gave him a meek smile looking red-eyed and vulnerable. Her eyelashes had gathered into spikes from the tears and it made them look like small sad stars. He had to do something to wipe it away. He hated seeing her sad.

They reached her door and he stopped her before she could start fumbling with the keys. They both knew what he wanted to do the only question hanging in the air was if she'd let him. He felt the tinge of excitement. It wasn't very often he was unsure of women and their willingness to give into him. Leave it to Rachel Berry to be that one girl that made him nervous and unsure of himself.

He tugged at her hand gently pulling her to him. Her eyes were glued to his face with a guarded innocence in them. Her gaze dropped to his lips and her own parted slightly as her tongue darted out to wet them. It was the last point of restrain. He lunged in and captured her lips in one sweeping motion as his hands cupped her jaw holding her to him in a possessive kiss. For a moment he felt unsure she'd respond to him as she leaned back an inch.

Rachel knew he'd kiss her the second he took her hand. She wanted it with every part of her romantic heart but reason was rearing its nasty head of mistrust and uncertainty. He could break her heart again, he could be playing her, he was a player. Could he commit? The battle inside of her as he stopped her outside her door raged on but instinct launched him into the kiss. The classic move to look at the other person's lips and lick your own broke his restrain and the moment his lips made contact with hers she knew she couldn't postpone the decision any more. Either she wanted him and what all he had to offer her or she didn't.

The kiss was forceful and demanding. He wanted her. He was making it clear as day he was all in. The baby made a turn inside her and gave a kick. She took it as a sign and gave into him. Let him wash over her and take control.