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Disclaimer I do not own the Night World Series. L. J. Smith.
It was getting Late Quinn could tell that Rashel was getting tired. They had managed to ride most of the rides there once and a couple with short lines twice. They had also both played one of those water squirting games Rachel won of course. So she now had a fuzzy pink hat she would never wear in her life that she would probably just give to Poppy.
"Hey Rashel," He said.
"Yeah Quinn?" she asked.
"Your getting tired aren't you?" he asked.
"A little," she admitted.
"You want to go home now or stay till closing in an hour?" He asked her.
"We can stay till closing," said Rashel.
"So what do you want to do?" Quinn asked, arm wrapped tightly around her shoulder, holding her close.
"What's going on in the grandstands," (AN: grandstands are what we call them in my town idk what they're called in other places. Around tracks there the big bleachers built into open buildings.) asked laying her head on his shoulder.
"Some kind of band I think," said Quinn.
"Kind of a flop," replied Rashel yawning.
"If you say so," replied Quinn smiling and softly laughing to himself.
"So if you don't have anything that you want to do…," said Quinn, "can I try to win the bet" hoping Rashel wouldn't flip.
Rashel sighed and nodded.
By the time the voice came over the speaker announcing for all of the patrons to go home for the night, Quinn had won the kitten, pink hat, two posters, and 3 more plush animals.
The rides were beginning to shut down and it was starting to get very dark. Rashel was tired and tripping over her own feet. Quinn sighed and stuck the posters into his black jeans back pockets. Then he handed the stuffed animals he was carrying to passing by children. (AN :Rashel has the kitten). Then Quinn picked up Rashel out from under her knees and a hand under her neck.
"What are you doing John?" asked Rashel yawning again.
"You're tired. You're stumbling. There's also the fact that I wanted to hold you and have you near me. That and I wanted to see if you would kill me for this," said Quinn smiling at her, he was feeling very protective Rashel picked up on that and made her feel happy. She reached up to wrap an arm around his neck. Other clasping her stuffed kitten. She fell asleep in her vampire protectors arms.
He felt that she was happy and content and pressed the side of his face into her hair momentarily. He then walked happily to his car.
If the universe was kind enough to treat him like this then maybe he didn't need to beat Ash at bets. Just having his Rashel was good enough for him.