Chapter Thirteen

Hunter POV

I knew I was being a total bitch, but I couldn't help it. When I'm around Quinn... I... I... Just get so hot and flustered. And usually end up saying or doing something that makes me seem like the bad guy. We arrived back at the house an hour ago and everyone's in Lucy and Nicholas's room watching Jersey Shore or something. Hyacinth insisted on going to the maid's manners training and Geoffrey is using Alexis's lab, while Helena and Liam go and make sure everyone is okay at the courts, which will probably take them a while. So I'm sitting alone in the library bored as hell. Sure, I should be freaking out with a house full of vampires on my hands, but I have maids to deal with that. So I am chugging down a bottle of WKD. Also happens to be my third bottle. In the last hour.

"You still like that crap." A voice from behind me said. I instantly knew it was Quinn.

"I never liked it..." I trailed off, mostly because I lost half of my vocabulary in mid-sentence.

"Why do you still drink it?" He asked as I stood up, but didn't turn around.

"Because... It's always there, no matter how screwed up life gets."

"Well, the most obvious thing to do when you think it's gone is to run off and have its kids." Our conversation wasn't about WKD anymore. Or I hope it wasn't.

"What do you mean? "Think"" His breath was on the back of my neck.

"Hunter... I was always there for you..." After that there was a long silence and him continuing to breathe down the back of my neck. "Why did you leave?" Was his silence breaker. I spun around and also realised I had tears slowly running down my cheeks.

"Quinn, you were as scared as hell." I said as I place my hand on his cheek.

"You didn't know that." He said seconds after I had spoken.

"The night before I left and I had told you I wasn't pregnant, you were shaking in your sleep and crying." I said softly. It was true and it was definitely the most painful experience of my life. He didn't hurt me, but it was because I hurt him. Quinn looked a little embarrassed and red. I had managed to hold back the rest of my tears and was now calmer. After a few minutes he wiped away the tears from my face.

"God..." He mumbles as he looked at me.

"Quinn, it's nothing to be embarrassed-" I was cut off by him.

"It's not that... You've gotten even more gorgeous over the years." I had no idea what to say, but he didn't give me a chance. Before I could even think about it, I woke up absolutely naked in my bed.

With Quinn.

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