A/N: Has it really been a decade? Geez, its so hard to believe! I've always had the intention to bringing all my stories to completion so bare with me as I get used to writing in English again.

As always, please R&R and thank you for being here.

"Oh, you do now?"

Quinn pulled away a little, not too much though, just enough to be able to see into Rachel's eyes. She grinned a little once she got a good look at the girl's face, cheeks flustered and red, a relaxed smile on her face and the way her tongue ran, smoothly over her own lips.

"I'm a great kisser, Quinn."

The blonde girl smiled and bit her lips to stop a laugh, she didn't want Rachel to think she was laughing at her. She was not. She was just not used to that kind of honesty, Rachel hadn't held back at all and Quinn found it refreshing. She did wonder if all that boldness was natural to the other girl or if some of it was coming from the shots she, clearly, couldn't hold as good as she presumed she could.

"You're a great kisser too."

Rachel looked at her lips and Quinn didn't hesitate this time, she leaned in and kissed her again with a little more certainty, she even dared to move her hand up and hid it between Rachel's brown curl making the other girl sigh right into her lips. The kiss was about to get a little more heated but there was a loud voice that stopped it. A voice that Quinn knew perfectly well.

"Whoooo! Q, kiss her again! Just let me get my phone this time."

Quinn sighed heavily and looked at the guy with annoyance.

"The fuck, Puck!?"

"Come on, Q. Don't stop."

This time around, Quinn glared at him and Rachel recognized the guy; it was the mohawk guy who gave them shots when they arrived.

"So I was right. Your friends are creeps too."

Quinn looked at Rachel, at first a little shocked at the comment, but that didn't last long because Rachel started laughing, which made her laugh, which also made Puck laugh.

"You shut up! And go away!"

Her tone was no longer angry, but amused, and all thanks to Rachel. Quinn moved her hand to pressure Puck into leaving and then looked back at Rachel, a sweet smile on both their faces.

"Rachel?"

This time, it was Rachel who frowned and seemed annoyed. She looked away from Quinn and stared and the guy who had just walked out.

"Finn?"