Chapter 3

Confrontations

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When Quinn made it downstairs, Santana and Rachel were already ahead of her since they took the elevator, Quinn could only shake her head at the accurate description Santana had given. Everyone was definitely running around in a frenzy, as if their heads had been cut off or something, and it was just absolute pandemonium with everyone acting like this was some strange phenomenon. There had been recorded cases of people fainting from what scientists call information overload causing shock. The sheer shock of the vast difference between white, gray, and black to all of the vibrant colors was sometimes too much for a person and so they would occasionally faint from the shock of it all coming into clear focus in that one crystalizing moment of realization. And so, this was the case for just a few moments before Marley seemed to come to and Kitty was helping her, not really having much choice because this was her soulmate after all. When Marley realized who it was she shook off her disorientation and stood abruptly. "You can't … you can't be my soulmate!" she yelled in complete denial and unaccepting of the fact.

Kitty sighed in response as she stood up from where she had been kneeling, "sucks to be you I suppose because here I am, soulmate. You can't exactly ask someone to deal you a different card since we've been destined since birth or whatever it is the world designed for us to find our soulmates. You're stuck with me whether you want me or not." Kitty seemed put off by how in denial Marley was being. There were no options and it was said that when someone was matched with their soulmate there was always a 100% guarantee that they were meant for each other and were perfect matches for each other in every way possible. Soulmates were never matched without fate choosing them to be that way and fate had never been wrong before despite Marley's assertions.

"I don't want you because I want someone else to be my soulmate. I don't even know your name anyways."

"It's Kitty Wilde, Marley Rose. There, we know each other's names now and you can't change the fact that we're meant to be together so you might as well start getting to know me now and maybe then you'll see it isn't so bad."

"But, I just … I don't see how everyone else in the world is so accepting of their soulmates when they don't even have a choice in who they end up with, who they fall in love with."

Kitty moved to stand right in front of Marley and despite Marley being half a foot taller Kitty's presence intimidated Marley a bit. "You listen up here," Kitty's green eyes were piercing straight through Marley's blue eyes, "I'm your soulmate and you're going to deal with it whether you like it or not, got it Rose?" Marley could do nothing but nod her head in agreement. Quinn shook her head and saw that pretty much everyone, all those nosy employees, had been watching the scene unfold with such intense scrutiny it was like they were watching a movie.

"Now that everything's been settled I believe anyone who wants to keep their job should get back to work." That was all they needed to start moving along as if this had never happened, other than a few people gossiping while actually making it seem like they were working instead. Quinn then turned her attention to the two women standing close to each other still. "You always wanted to find your soulmate and now here she is Marley."

Marley turned her eyes over to Quinn, her eyes wide and uncertain, "I always thought I could change fate's mind and … well, I just … I wanted you to be my soulmate Quinn."

Upon hearing this Rachel bristled on the inside but Santana was the one who cut in, "well, too little too late. Quinn seems to have a thing for brunettes but the brunette she's going to fall in love with ain't you Rosey. You've obviously got a thing for blondes and here's the blonde you've been waiting for all of your life, so leave Quinn the hell alone now and chase Kitty's skirt instead, chica."

Quinn honestly wished she could just get some duct tape and use it on Santana some days but she knew that if she ever went through with her temptation Santana would definitely find a way to get back at her ten times worse what she had done, no matter how minor her actions against the Latina. She couldn't win with her some days.

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It had been several days after what Rachel would dub, 'the incident at Fabray Records', something that many employees were still gossiping and talking about shamelessly. And Rachel was still no closer to finding out if Quinn was indeed her soulmate or not because it seemed like there was a lot of work to be done lately since both Mercedes and Sam were getting ready to release new albums within the next few weeks. Mercedes' album was to come out first by a month before Sam released his album and Puck was only about halfway through his song writing so he wasn't anywhere near finished with his newest album yet. There was also another ongoing event at Fabray Records that was keeping everyone busy and on their toes. According to the rumor mill Jesse St. James was attempting to prepare a lawsuit against Fabray Records for firing him two weeks ago 'seemingly out of nowhere' or so he claimed in the lawsuit. There were even rumors about how Rachel had been called upon for her testimony for a defense witness in the case since the reason Quinn cited was a complaint from a potential client about his rude and unprofessional behavior towards her as a main reason for dismissing him. Rachel's name was being thrown around because she was the newest artist to be signed on at Fabray Records and therefore was the only one who could possibly be the potential client who complained about Jesse. But, seeing as these were all rumors, there wasn't confirmation yet and the only reason anyone was gossiping about this was because they had found out just the day before about Jesse being dismissed by someone from the 'higher ups' in the office letting it slip. And by that everyone meant Brittany S. Pierce.

Quinn sighed as she overheard someone muttering about the current rumor mill circling around her dismissing Jesse St. Troublemaker from Fabray Records. She couldn't believe that people were gossiping about this even though it had already been a day since Brittany had let it slip by talking about it to Santana without using her inside voice and another employee had overheard part of the conversation and turned it into something entirely made up in the span of several minutes via text message. Quinn hoped that her glaring at every employee whispering would work but it only did enough to scare them into being quiet and looking down at the ground awkwardly as they waited for her to leave to continue. Quinn decided that she should tell the employees to mind their own business via an email message to all employees. She wanted to tell them that she didn't pay them to gossip at work and that if they had time to gossip then they definitely had time to work and get the job done on time.

She was broken out of her thoughts by a certain diva she had been attempting to avoid for the last three days. "I see you are finally available for a bit of a chat or perhaps even a lunch date. I'm sure that you are aware that our conversation from last time is not over, it was merely postponed because of the incident from three days ago and now that you are free, shall we have that talk?" Quinn knew there was no way of avoiding her short of lying and since Quinn didn't appreciate being lied to, she most certainly wasn't going to lie either.

Letting out a soft sigh and nodding her head, Quinn spoke reluctantly, "let's go out for some lunch then, Rachel."

As they entered a restaurant, this time it was Rachel's choice considering she was the one who practically demanded the meeting and sort of forced it upon Quinn. The hostess showing them to a table for two greeted Rachel in a familiar fashion with a bright smile, "here again Rachel? You can never get enough of Cooper's can you?" Quinn felt her right eye twitch slightly at the familiar way the hostess greeted her. "I see you brought a … friend, with you?" she even waggled her eyebrows at Rachel in such a suggestive way that Quinn felt even more unsettled by their dynamic.

"Well, Tina, this person is actually my new boss, so, please don't make this even more unnecessarily awkward." Rachel gave her friend a pointed look which she seemed to completely ignore.

"It's quite odd for Rachel to bring a guest with her, a plus one, so to speak because I'm quite sure that Rachel has never brought a … friend along with her before."

Despite Quinn's frosty demeanor towards the Asian woman she couldn't help her slight curiosity, "why do you keep emphasizing the word friend so much so … unnaturally?"

Tina giggled softly before replying, "Because Rachel has never brought a plus one along with her before, so I think you must be a special friend if you get what I'm saying," she said with a wink. Quinn was sure that her eyebrow must have been twitching but considering neither of the women seemed to look at her differently she must have had her expression under control, which was a miracle in and of itself.

"Not that this talk isn't interesting or anything, we need to get back to work soon Tina because an album doesn't write itself and a company doesn't run without a big boss." Rachel finally spoke up to end the almost awkward silence that had enveloped between them after what Tina had said hit too close to home, at least in Quinn's mind, she wasn't sure about what Rachel thought of this situation.

"Right, I'll give you the usual table in the back so the paps can't really see you even if they might possibly know you're here again. Right this way ladies," Tina said, back in hostess mode. Quinn was more than relieved to know that this woman did have a sense of professionalism and followed her to the table she deemed Rachel's table. It certainly seemed almost like a bit of a VIP area because this area was completely blocked off from the windows at the front of the restaurant and not only that but there was also a limited number of tables in this blocked off area. The tables looked like they had special silverware too and it made Quinn wonder if it was meant to be a VIP area. "Well, here you are and I'll give you a few minutes to look over the menu unless you want your usual Rachel?"

"No, I'll look over the menu so that Quinn and I can order at the same time, I just might want to order something else that I've been eyeing for a while but have yet to try, but thank you." Rachel smiled at Tina and Quinn felt something akin to uneasiness in her chest again. She wondered if it was because Rachel was the one who could possibly be her soulmate, her one true and destined love and she hadn't, so to speak, acknowledged it yet despite knowing that it couldn't possibly be anybody else. It had been nearly two weeks since they bumped into each other and the diva had turned her world colorful, quite literally, and taken the dullness of monochrome out of her life. Quinn noticed that she couldn't seem to see the world like she used to, couldn't seem to find the monotony enough anymore. Her mundane life had been turned into something vibrant and exciting, something she had never experienced before despite her somewhat, ironically, colorful childhood. It certainly wasn't as tasteless and bitter as it was since her parents' death.

A voice she hadn't heard until she felt a hand touching hers and making warmth bloom into every fiber of her being caused her to look up, "are you all right? I've been calling your name for quite some time now and you didn't respond and you seemed … melancholic." Rachel's warm, chocolate brown eyes seemed to trap her in their depths. She loved the shade of brown that Rachel's eyes were and in all honesty, out of all of the colors she had learned in the last two weeks she found that she was quite partial to yellow, green, and blue and if the right shade, purple as well. She wasn't quite a fan of brown after discovering that mud was the same color people called brown but when she first saw Rachel's eyes after learning colors … she found that she really liked her brown eyes more than any other color and it made her panic inside.

Blinking her thoughts from her head, Quinn finally responded. "I'm … I'm fine. Let's order first and then we can … have our talk, Rachel." Rachel nodded in agreement and within a few minutes their orders were placed and Quinn didn't miss the fact that Tina winked at Rachel. "Go ahead and say what you've probably wanted to say for probably the last few days now, Rachel. I'll … answer or respond as best I can whenever you're ready." Quinn, however calmly she spoke and seemed, was anything but calm and collected. She was in fact mentally on edge and freaking out over what Rachel could possibly ask or say.

Sighing softly Rachel started hesitantly, "I'm just going to be blunt and say it … am I your soulmate? Is that why you started to suddenly avoid me after I started asking questions? That's really mostly what I want to know because after thinking about it the past few days … I'm almost 100% sure that you're the one I bumped into in that hallway nearly two weeks ago when I was looking for the conference room. Just tell me … let me know if this is true, if you're my soulmate Quinn."

Quinn nodded once after a pause and spoke softly. "I just want you to know that the reason I didn't say anything even though I … I suspected you were my soulmate when we first met isn't because of you or anything to do with the fact that I'm your boss. I … I was hoping that you wouldn't have to end up with someone … like me." The last part was so soft Rachel had to strain to hear her words.

Rachel's eyebrows furrowed as she looked on in confusion at Quinn's words. "What do you mean by someone like you? Is there … are you sick or something like that?"

She shook her head, "no, it's nothing like that at all, Rachel. What I mean is … I'm not exactly … an easy person to talk to or get close to if you haven't already noticed with the work atmosphere. Everyone seems to be intimidated by me because I seem so … emotionless and for the most part I am. I am very indifferent to almost everyone other than my few friends and … now you. Somehow they have noticed that I, in a way, treat you differently from everyone else under my employ because I have shown emotions they have never really seen me show other than when I am around Brittany and Santana. You're different and they already know it." The look in Quinn's eyes was undecipherable but Rachel could see that they were indeed full of some kind of emotion, something that Rachel conceded that most other employees had never really witnessed before. "I don't, rather, I didn't want you to have to be trapped loving someone like me without knowing that I'm kind of … a broken person. As I told you before, my life after my parents' death … it became even more of a monochrome world without them, a different kind of colorless world. I was shattered, broken by their sudden deaths. I didn't think you'd want someone like me and so I hoped that you wouldn't realize that your destined soulmate was me … but you did so now here we are, sitting in a restaurant with me confessing my reasons for avoiding this talk."

Closing her eyes didn't help keep her tears at bay but at least Rachel wouldn't be able to see the emotion in them. Rachel took her hand and said, "I understand where you're coming from now but … I am already in love with you, at least … my soul is but I already know that your reasoning is pure and noble and I think I just swooned a bit if I'm being completely honest upon hearing your chivalrous reasons. I really think that if you give us a shot, give our souls matching a chance … we can be so happy together, that we'll work well with each other. It's like they say, the world works in mysterious ways but there has never been a soulmate match that has ever been unhappy before." The imploring look in Rachel's eyes was part of the reason Quinn found herself caving. This woman … she was already under her skin in a way that she had never experienced with anyone else before. Honestly her employees kept giving her attempted furtive glances whenever the diva was around but it never quite worked out considering she was right there and she had eyes that they seemed to forget about sometimes.

"I've found that I can't really say no to you no matter how hesitant I feel. I … I do think we can be a good fit too, obviously our souls are in agreement about that, all things considered with us being soulmates. I do have to say one thing though, I didn't think I liked the color brown until I noticed that your eyes are the warmest shade of chocolate brown I have ever seen." Rachel's heart thudded in her chest upon hearing such romantic words and she wondered if the blonde was the effortlessly romantic type. She had to be to say things like that without batting an eye or seeming nervous. Rachel knew she could never be that smooth if she wanted to in response.

"We should really get to know each other properly then. Will you accept it if I asked you to go out on a date with me?" Rachel asked, a soft smile on her face, already feeling affectionate towards the blonde woman who was finally opening up a bit.

"Well, how can I refuse such a beautiful woman's request? I feel as if there's no part of me capable of denying you anything, Rachel Berry." The way Quinn said it made Rachel feel herself swooning at the effortlessly romantic woman again. It seemed like there was no end to how romantic Quinn's words were. Rachel could tell that this was only the beginning for them.

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By the end of the week they were going on their first date and Rachel had insisted on planning it because she was the one who asked Quinn out on a date and it was during this date that Rachel discovered Quinn's claustrophobia. Rachel was driving through the streets of LA carefully in order to reach her destination and she was bouncing in excitement every time they encountered a stop sign or traffic light. Quinn couldn't help but find Rachel's giddy mood slightly infectious. A genuine smile that Quinn was becoming more and more familiar with was present on her face.

"Are you always this happy and … bouncy?" Quinn asked with an amused voice.

"Not really, no. On occasion I have been known for my even brighter moods. I am, generally, an effervescent person naturally but, depending on the circumstances, I am sometimes giddier than my usual level of energy." Rachel replied.

"Do you always use such superfluous language, sunshine?"

Rachel was torn between feeling slightly indignant about Quinn calling her excellent use of words extraneous and swooning at the nickname that fit her personality perfectly. "Just because you called me sunshine I might forgive you for the slightly blasphemous words you just spoke … grumpypants."

Quinn's left eye twitched and Rachel saw it because she glanced over at the blonde since they were at a red light. Seeing her eye twitch caused a giggle to burst from Rachel and Quinn's serious face melted into a happy smile once again. "At least mine was much more on the clever and complimentary side. I suppose not all are equal in that respect though."

This caused a scoff to fall from Rachel's lips, "well then, I suppose my nice dinner plans with you are going to be a bit sour now that you've gone there. Just wait until you see what I have planned."

A smirk made itself known on Quinn's lips, "oh, really now? I don't think you are capable of revenge even if you wanted or had good reason to exact it."

"You hardly know me at all Miss Big Company Owner, so how would you know?" Rachel asked, sounding somewhat haughty.

Looking over at Rachel carefully, Quinn knew that she liked Rachel and her core personality a lot. Quinn looked away when she started speaking. She had seen much more than Rachel realized, "because, I know that you're a hard worker and serious to a fault. You take things literally and show who you are truly without hesitation, as in you're never fake or pretending to be somebody you're not. You can be extremely stubborn when in the heat of the moment about certain things but once you've calmed down you're much more reasonable and level-headed about things. You're also an extremely verbose person, proud of your vernacular and you have rants, tirades at times when someone doesn't understand what it is you're so passionate about. You're an extremely compassionate and passionate person, part of the reason why you're vegan." When Quinn was met with silence she turned to look over at the stunned face of the woman she knew was her soulmate. "Is there anything I missed?" Quinn asked with the slightest hint of hesitation in her voice.

They were already in front of the restaurant halfway through Quinn's observant words and Rachel was just completely shell shocked by how well Quinn already apparently knew her. Everything she said was entirely accurate and a bit scary. "Was all of that in the biography you said you read two weeks ago? The one Santana wrote for you to read about me?"

Shaking her head, Quinn gave a soft laugh. "In all honesty, when Santana writes a biography she only writes facts and is quite professional about them. She doesn't add her … colorful input about it in the biography. She adds those types of comments in person. I just … let's just say I noticed these things whenever I happened to see you from afar before you finally cornered me for a confrontation. I especially noticed these things because I was curious about the woman fate bound me to and when I had gone to see you working on that song … it was out of curiosity and being unable to stay away from you. It's like you said, I do feel an inexplicable draw, an affinity and kind of need to be near you, to learn more about you and a want to do those things as well. I suppose, in a way, I just need you to feel complete, to make my soul feel complete and whole."

It was in this moment that Rachel knew for certain that Quinn most certainly had to be an unwitting romantic because she had never felt herself swoon so much in the space of so little time. Quinn was making Rachel's heart thump into overdrive from the romantic words.

"Has anyone ever told you that you have the ability to leave people starry eyed and speechless before? Because, as you stated, I am quite the loquacious person but I had no idea what to say in response to all of that." Quinn chuckled softly upon hearing that.

"No, I have not. If we're both being honest I hardly give anyone my time and there are very few people I am willing to spend my time with who aren't Brittany and Santana and occasionally a few other people. You … you're actually the first person I've even spoken this much to in one sitting."

"If you're not careful, you're going to leave me so star struck and speechless that I'll actually start becoming a brainless zombie, drooling all over my own arm from lack of speech capabilities, Quinn." This caused an indelicate snort to leave Quinn which caused Rachel to laugh at the sound, something she never imagined the regal looking blonde to ever be capable of producing. It was adorable and Rachel felt a tugging warmth in her chest and something that felt deeper, like her soul was happy and warm.

"Well, would that be so bad? I suppose it would be a bad thing since I kind of like your speaking voice and I'm sort of a big fan of your singing voice Miss Gold Star." The way Quinn said it so affectionately and the small smile on her face as she said it made Rachel's heart swell and her soul sing in approval.

"I guess it would be a tragedy if I were to ever become permanently mute because I wouldn't give up making you smile for anything, Miss Cold Face, Big Heart." And that truly did sum up Quinn's personality. Quinn acted cold towards everyone but those she was close to and Rachel could tell that she was going to be Quinn's every exception in that regard, especially from her recalling a conversation with a certain firecracker Latina.

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Quinn's face was the quintessential look of sulking, something Rachel didn't think she was capable of until the moment it happened when she managed to sneak over to the waitress and ask for the bill before Quinn realized that she hadn't actually needed to use the facilities. And when Rachel came back from her not using the facilities Quinn had commented on how the waitress had yet to give them their bill, wondering what was taking her so long. Rachel could only smirk and when Quinn finally noticed Rachel's smiling face she realized that the sly diva had taken care of the bill already and Rachel's victorious words of, "my revenge is complete," caused the sulking, almost pouty, look on the blonde's features. Quinn didn't like being proven wrong or having someone one up her in any way whatsoever. And thus the silent car ride back to Quinn's house and Rachel's frown as she drove them through the somewhat clear streets of LA.

By the time they arrived at Quinn's swanky condominium Rachel's face looked, to the unobservant person, blank. Blank meant something was wrong to anyone who knew Rachel because she was never a blank face unless something was wrong and she was hiding her emotions. This was something Rachel normally didn't do because Rachel was the kind of person who wore her heart on her sleeve and prided herself on never pretending to be anyone else and was always true to herself, diva or not. As soon as Rachel stopped in front of Quinn's house and put her car in park she spoke up, "I apologize for ruining the evening Quinn. I hope you have a nice night."

As soon as those words left Rachel's lips Quinn realized that Rachel was upset and she sounded and looked so dejected. "I'm sorry Rachel. I didn't mean to be a sourpuss and upset you like this over you paying the bill. It was all me just being … difficult. What can I do to make this a better end to our wonderful date?"

Rachel finally looked at Quinn and saw that her face was an adorable pouty mess this time rather than a sulking one and it made Rachel's heart melt and swell with adoration toward this woman she knew she was already falling for, that her soul had fallen in love with at birth. "Well, you can start by allowing me to escort you to your condo door and then I'll tell you the next part of earning your way toward redemption." Quinn almost rolled her eyes because it was a slightly childish response but she couldn't help but find it endearing. Almost everything about Rachel seemed to be something she classified as endearing. When they finally made it to the entrance of Quinn's condominium Rachel faced Quinn and the intense look in her brown eyes bore into Quinn's very soul with a grip that she would not soon forget. It was as if Rachel's soul was reaching out to her and making her feel everything Rachel was trying to show her in this moment of intense locked eyes. When people used the idiom about the eyes being the window into the soul, perhaps they meant it literally. Almost as if a voice, Rachel's voice, was calling out to her with a command without speaking Quinn leaned forward and gave Rachel a soft, warm kiss on the lips and effectively interpreted the feeling that was somewhat like sound. It was a magical first kiss for the both of them. There was an immediate spark that was soul deep in both of them as they continued to press lips and a warmth spread throughout their bodies and souls as they continued to kiss softly.

Pulling away after a moment and feeling slightly breathless Quinn spoke softly, "did you feel that? It was like … like you told me what you wanted without ever uttering a word when our eyes connected. It was the sound of your voice but you never spoke any words to tell me you wanted me to kiss you but somehow I just seemed to know what you were asking for."

"I felt it too, and it was a spell bounding first kiss. It was like … our souls became one in that moment when our lips met for the first time." Quinn nodded in agreement, "do you want to see what happens if we kiss a second time?" Without another word their lips met again and it seemed to send jolts and sparks as well as warmth through their bodies and souls and it was absolutely wonderful and they knew that there was no way that fate was wrong about matching them. Everything about them felt right and it was especially true in this moment between two destined lovers kissing.

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The next week passed by like a blur. Quinn introduced Rachel to Hermione Granger, a British woman known for her exceptional brilliance, who would be in charge of keeping track of record sales and all revenue going to Rachel's earnings. Fleur, another highly intelligent foreigner but on the French side of Europe, had proven herself as the Head of European Relations, meaning that she was in charge of helping to get any artist producing music under Fabray Records over to Europe through marketing strategies. Holly Holiday was the director of many a music videos at Fabray Records and, though relatively new to the company, Cassandra July helped Brittany by choreographing one half of the dance routines for current artists at Fabray Records. Brittany had asked for a second choreographer because Fabray Records now had too many clientele for Brittany to handle all at once. Right at this moment Rachel was speaking with the brunette, a gorgeous woman who seemed unaware of her beauty and charm, about how much money she would make per CD sold at the base rate that most music was sold for these days, taking technology into consideration and Apple iTunes sales.

"So, for each individual song sold on iTunes at $1.29 you will be making $.39 which doesn't seem like much but imagine just how much that will add up to when you've sold 10,000 songs at that price alone." Hermione was giving Rachel a bit of information overload because in just a few minutes Hermione hadn't seemed to take a single breath as she continued to speak in depth about what everything meant in terms of how much Rachel would be making. Rachel was grateful for the interruption by the jaw dropping beauty, Fleur Delacour, coming over to interrupt Hermione mid-sentence.

"Mon coeur, if I may interrupt you for a moment?" The way the blonde French woman said it seemed like more of a formality than asking for permission and the serious, no nonsense British woman allowed it without protest amazingly.

"I suppose it's all right, Fleur." A look passed between them and Rachel was sure now that they must be soulmates and she suspected that perhaps the French woman discovered this fact first because it seemed as if she had a more affectionate gaze for the British woman than the British woman did for the French woman. Rachel was sure that the British woman was aware of them being paired together because despite the fact that she didn't seem all that thrilled with being Fleur's soulmate, she was begrudgingly accepting their pairing. Rachel wondered about that briefly before she turned her attention to Fleur.

"I was told to discuss with you, briefly, what European countries Mademoiselle Fabray would like to release your upcoming albums in with the help of 'Ermione. Well, that is, if 'Ermione does not mind helping me." Fleur's French accent, now that Rachel was paying attention more, was quite subtle other than her being incapable of pronouncing the h in Hermione's name properly. It was a bit strange considering when she said 'helping' it didn't show up at all.

Hermione sighed before giving a nod of consent, "I suppose if I must, I'll help you with that. Perhaps we should move somewhere more private for this discussion considering the fact that anyone can listen in on and attempt to sell the information we will be discussing for their own benefit. A conference room should do."

When they arrived to a conference room on the fourth floor Hermione, who had been leading the group, opened the door and shut it almost immediately before turning around, her face flushed. The first to speak was Fleur, "what is going on? Have you caught a fever, 'Ermione? You are so flushed, mon coeur."

Mouth opening and closing several times before finally giving up, Hermione shook her head in response. Rachel's curiosity got the better of her and she opened the door before having the same reaction as Hermione but her face didn't show the flush nearly as much due to her tan skin. Eyes wide and cheeks red, Rachel turned to Fleur and spoke for the reserved British woman, "it appears that there is a couple … snogging, as I'm pretty sure that's what the British term is, in this room so we should, *ahem* go to a different room for this discussion."

Fleur was still curious as to who it was that had the two women before her blushing so badly and completely flustered. "But … 'oo is it? Will you tell me who is causing you both to act like school children catching someone doing something embarrassing?" When neither answered Fleur opened the door for herself and realized why they were both blushing so fiercely, the snogging had turned into foreplay and it appeared as if the amorous couple were getting ready for something of the sexual nature to occur. And upon seeing the tiny blonde and much taller brunette Fleur realized it must be the two women from the incident nearly two weeks ago that led to so much gossip. She remembered that one of their names had to do with wild cats and the other was some kind of flowery name, like hers. "I believe we should move on before we hear them moaning and groaning, if you will follow me to a different room.

Back in the room, after hearing the door open and close for a third time, Kitty finally pulled away from her position on top of Marley to ask, "Should I lock the door before we continue? We just gave about three people a free show, Marley."

"No, you're not going to do anything until I get a damn orgasm Kitty." Kitty shrugged and finished what they started, causing Marley to see stars.

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So, here's the next chapter everyone! I hope this is a good chapter for everyone because our favorite couple went on a date!^^

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