Quinn's POV

The next few weeks passed smoothly with my tummy growing more and more, much to Puck's delight. He spent much of his time talking and singing to the little girl poking around in my belly, at least when he wasn't fulfilling my frequent requests for backrubs and foot rubs. Between the massages and Puck going out of his way to satisfy my cravings, I was getting to be very spoiled. We both worked most afternoons but spent all the time we could together. I was really enjoying cooking dinner or doing homework together, and our cuddles in bed at night, laughing and joking until we fell asleep. His air mattress on the floor hadn't been slept in lately.

One day between classes, I sought out Puck at his locker to see if he wanted to go to the mall with me after school to get some new clothes that better fit my expanding bump. It was a Friday and we both happened to be off, and his mother was working and Sophie was going to their grandmother's house, so we were looking forward to hanging out, just the two of us. But when I found Puck at his locker, he was talking with Lexie Hannen, a junior who was definitely interested in Puck judging by her body language. She was standing a bit closer than I preferred, flashing him a bright smile and a generous peek at her cleavage. She brushed her hand against his chest before walking away, coming closer to me with a smug grin. "Hey hun," she greeted me with an overly sweet voice. "Hope you don't mind me giving Puck my number, he said you two aren't together. Anyway, if his needs aren't being met, he knows how to get in touch with me." She flounced away with a triumphant smile and I felt ill. I had told Puck before that we weren't together, but we were certainly acting like we were now, right? What if Puck did need his "needs met" and was going to seek out another girl to make that happen? I had never viewed myself as sexy, like Santana or Lexie or other girls I knew Puck had a history with, and now with my baby bump, I was feeling even worse about my body. Of course Puck wouldn't want anything physical with me. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to do anything physical either, but the idea of him being with someone else made me nauseous. I needed time alone to think about everything. After school I texted Puck that I was making a quick trip to the mall and he asked if I wanted company. I didn't anymore; I needed more distance between us to clear my head.

I picked up a few dresses, sweaters and jeans from the maternity store, as well as a pair of super soft pajama pants that I couldn't resist. On my way back out to my car, I passed a baby store and was drawn in against my better judgment. I still hadn't made my mind up about keeping my baby, but I was only 5 and a half months, so I had time still. It couldn't hurt to look around at all the cute stuff. I hummed to myself while I perused the tiny onesies, socks, bows and dresses. I kept my distance but couldn't resist picking up a soft little sleeper with unicorns and rainbows all over. I smiled when I felt my little baby making her presence known, shifting around in my tummy. "You like this sleeper, baby girl? I think Mommy has to buy this for you, don't you agree?" I talked to her all the time, but this was the first time I had referred to myself as mommy. I paid for the sleeper and a matching hair bow, wondering if I was making a mistake by getting attached, but I couldn't help it. I desperately wanted to keep her. I just wanted do what was best for her, and I didn't think that two teenagers could provide that.

When I got home Puck was lounging on the couch snacking. "Hey, you buy any lingerie for me?" He winked and wiggled his eyebrows.

"I don't know how good you would look in lace," I joked back, smiling a little. He tossed a handful of popcorn at me. As I was coming back downstairs from putting my new clothes away, Puck was getting up to answer an urgent knock at the door.

"Dude, hey, I gotta talk to you like right now," Finn eyed me. "Uh, in private maybe? Sorry, Quinn." I assumed he needed to talk about erections or something equally TMI so I happily excused myself to the kitchen for a snack and they went to the porch to have their man conversation. I was smart enough by now to make sure I made enough of my snack for Puck to have some too, so I got to work making bowls of fruit, yogurt and granola. As I sat down at the counter to eat, Puck came in looking very uncomfortable. He sat next to me and turned my barstool to face him.

"Hey, uh, I don't really know how to tell you this so I guess I'm gonna just say it," He sighed heavily and rubbed the back of his neck, a nervous habit of his. "Finn drove past your parents' house today and saw a for sale sign in their yard. I'm sorry Q."

My heart sank. "Oh. Well, I guess my father got the transfer he wanted." I cleared my throat. I fought back the tears I could feel building in my eyes. "Or maybe they're moving closer to my sister. Or to my grandparents. Or maybe they're finally getting divorced like they should have a decade ago." I picked up my spoon and tried to take a bite but gave up. "I'm not hungry anymore," I whispered. Puck got up to put our food in the fridge and I leaned my head forward on my crossed arms, taking deep breaths.

"Hey," Puck said softly, rubbing my back soothingly. "Let's go watch a movie or something. I know it's a lot to take in. Maybe a distraction will help." I nodded my head and let him lead me up to our room. I let him pick the movie. I let him kiss my forehead and hug me close against him while I pretended to watch the comedy he picked out. I let the soothing sound of his breaths and heartbeat lull me into an unplanned but needed nap.

When I woke up, Puck was still snuggling me and stroking my hair. Did I make him as happy as he made me? Before I could lose my nerve, I went for it. I pulled his face down to mine and planted my lips hard against his. He seemed a bit surprised at first but quickly reciprocated, running his tongue against my lower lip until I opened my mouth and stroked his tongue with mine. He sucked in a deep breath and I broke away from the kiss to pull my dress off over my head, sealing my lips against his again and positioning myself beneath him. I ran my hands down from his chest to his belt, quickly undoing it and his jeans, slipping my hand into his boxers. He grabbed my wrist before I could touch his erection and eased my hand away. He pulled his face away from mine, but I grabbed his head and brought him back to me, not wanting to let him pull away. "Hey, slow down, Q," he said softly. I nibbled down his neck and slid my hands under his shirt. Tears were building in my eyes, but I wouldn't let them fall. My hand went back to the front of Puck's jeans, trying again to get what I thought we both wanted. "Stop babe, relax, okay?" I yanked his shirt over his head and left hot wet kisses down his chest. He grabbed my wrists and held them together, sitting back. "What's going on Quinn?" I laughed bitterly.

"What, you'll sleep with all those other girls but once was more than enough with me? Are you holding out for Lexie Hannen? She is more than willing to meet your needs."

"What are you talking about Q?" I wiggled my wrists free and jerked Puck's pants down, catching him off guard enough to pull him back down against me into another hot, frantic kiss. He pulled away again and the tears finally fell.

"Please, Puck, I just want you to love me. Please, please love me." I sobbed and begged and totally embarrassed myself and Puck looked totally bewildered.

"I – I do love you, Quinn. I do. I just, I don't know, I didn't think you were ready to go there. You've never seemed like you wanted to have sex again and I didn't want to pressure you." He brushed the tears from my cheeks and stuffed himself back into his jeans, sighing. "Of course if you were ready I'd be all about it. But I think maybe you're feeling weird about your parents selling their house and I'm guessing you saw that Lexie gave me her number today?" I nodded pathetically. He sighed again. "I guess you didn't see me throw it away?"

"She saw me watching and said that you said you were single and she would 'meet your needs.' I just… I know we aren't like officially together or anything but I hated the idea of you being with someone else. I was being selfish I guess."

He laughed a little. "I'm not interested in Lexie, Q. I haven't even thought about anybody but you since we were together, let alone been with anybody else. I, uh… I take care of my needs myself. I don't want you to feel like you need to sleep with me to keep me around. And I told her I was single because you said before that you didn't want to be with me. The second you say the word, I'm yours. Because let's face it, I'm yours already."

"God I'm such a pathetic idiot." I covered my face with my hands. He tucked the blanket up over my still mostly naked body and laid next to me, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"I'm not going anywhere, Q, and I do love you. You don't need to put out for me to prove that to you. But, I just want to mention again, once you're feeling better and you're still interested, tell me. Please, please tell me. Please." He winked at me and I nudged him with my elbow. He whispered, "you have no idea the willpower it took to stop you from having your way with me."

"You're an idiot. But I'd love for you to be my idiot."