A.N: HUGE thanks to all those who have reviewed and especially those who gave name suggestions! One of Ylenia's was the winner - although I did toss up Peach Wookie's suggestion for a while but I picked the name I did because it suits, is pretty and also pays homage to my love of Glee!

Thirty Kisses

Kiss #29

The television flicked on and then off.

A book was opened, flicked through then slammed shut.

Bottles tinkled in the refrigerator as the door opened then closed.

The television was turned on again.

Mai peered amusedly from behind her laptop as Joey Wheeler paced around the lounge, sometimes venturing into the kitchen. It was only when he made his way to the window and leered at the street outside, literally pushing his face against the window, that Mai decided to say something; "She said she would be back at 9.30, Joseph. It is now 9.24."

He turned his head to look at her so quickly his neck cricked. Massage it, he snapped at her, "We don't know a thing about that boy. I didn't like the look of him -"

"Big surprise," Mai muttered.

"- he could be a drug addict or a gang member or a rapist or a murder... Oh my god, he's all of those things isn't he! We have to call the police."

Mai couldn't help but laugh as she stood up and walked over to the window next to him. "Call the police and tell them we have an overly paranoid and protective father on the loose? Listen, he's sixteen and you scared him half to death when you answered the door – anyone who is scared by you is hardly a threat." Joey scowled. "And don't you trust Quinn's judgement? C'mon, you remember what it was like to be young – don't you remember our dates and how much fun they were?"

Joey puffed out his chest, "Yes, I certainly do remember which is why I am so worried about our daughter!" He defiantly returned to his surveillance of the street from the window.

Mai leaned into Joey's side and whispered, "You know, my mind is a little hazy – maybe it needs a little refresher of exactly what our dates were like..." She trailed her hot breath over Joey's neck before pulling his face towards hers and capturing his lips. She felt him melting into the kiss before the slamming of a car door from the street made him jerk his face away.

"Oh my God, it's the police isn't it? Come to tell us our daughter has been chopped into a billion pieces by a sixteen year old madman?"

"Shut up, get a grip. Oh! It's them! No, we are not watching this." But despite Mai's claim, neither parent left the window, instead watching her daughter and her date. The boy walked Quinn to the mailbox and the two stood talking for a few moments. The boy awkwardly moved forward and kissed her on the cheek and they both grinned shyly at each other before each moving opposite ways and waving goodbye to one another. "See?" Mai questioned as the front door opened.

"Well, I guess he is no rapist or murderer." Joey conceded as Quinn walked into the room, "Could still be a drug addict or gang member though." He paused. "What a wuss for only kissing her on the cheek."

Mai could only roll her eyes at the hypocrisy of his words as Quinn scrunched her face up, stamped her foot and yelled angrily, "Daaaaaaaaad!"


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