Hey guys I'm overwhelmed but the amount of followers this story got thanks a lot ! Wish ya all share your thoughts about it but it's ok.

Here's part 2 I think it'll be a 3 parts story after all and the 3d is almost done ;)

Thanks again to my girls Mel and Carrie for everything and esp Carrie for working her magic once again 3

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Part II:

The ride home was also made in silence, but this time it was Rachel who didn't know how to start the conversation after Noah's outburst at the restaurant. He was staring at the road, his long fingers taping along in time to the beat of the music playing softly on the radio. He didn't seem to be bothered by the lack of discussion between them.

His last remark had totally caught Rachel off guard, she kept replaying his words in her head, trying to understand their meaning. She didn't want to jump to conclusions but could it mean that he was interested in her after all these years? Could he care about her? Maybe he was just saying that because of her confessions earlier, to make her feel better, and yet she knew that no, Noah would never say something just for the sake of it, he always meant it.

She was still frowning and deep in thought when they made their way inside. She found her internal monologue interrupted suddenly when she felt his hot breath in her ear,

"Stop thinking too much, you've got smoke coming out your ears by now," her eyes snapped to his but she could only see amusement in them. She felt an arm around her waist as Noah's smile faded a little.

"Hey Puck, did my girl have a good time?" Sam asked appearing with a red solo cup in hand. Rachel shook her head while trying to regain control on herself and her jumbled thoughts.

"It was lovely, thank you Noah", she replied and with that she stood on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek gently before joining Santana and Brittany in the main room.

This time, it was Puck who was left behind totally stunned with a chuckling Sam by his side.

"She gotcha dude, if you could see your face right now!"

"Yeah keep it up and your face is gonna meet my fist and you won't find it funny," he muttered making Sam gulp loudly.

They joined the others, Puck grabbing a bottle of beer, taking in his surroundings. Finn and Quinn were flirting and whispering in the dark side of the room, while Matt and Brittany were moving along in time to the music. His eyes searched for Rachel, to see how she was coping with the Fuinn show. She was doing shots with Santana, like a pro he thought. The way she licked the salt from the other girl's wrist made his pupils dilate at the brief glimpse of her tongue.

At some point he noticed that Rachel had a good buzz going on, San was whispering things to her and they kept giggling while taking glances at him. He smirked the first few times it happened, but then his curiosity got the better of him so he went to position himself behind Rachel, pulling her to him before whispering,

"Enjoying yourself?" He got a gasp in response just before Rachel spun around grinning at him.

"Hi Noah are you having fun?"

"You sure make the night interesting babe," he teased.

"Do you wanna take a shot with us Noah, it's really yummy?"

"Sure, sure." It was funny how a little alcohol could make her loosen up, he liked this carefree side of Rachel. Even if he knew they still have things to talk about, he wanted to enjoy as much time with her as possible before the inevitable conversation about the future took place.

He watched with great interest as she began, first reaching for the salt shaker before licking the inside of her wrist. He couldn't help but groan as he was once again allowed to see a flash of her tongue, though while she salted the area he beat her to the next step by grabbing her wrist before slowly bringing it to his own lips. He licked the salt free from her skin. Her eyes went wide and he smirked before drinking the shot.

Her heart was pounding and she shivered at the thought of what else his tongue could do. She watched him lick his lips, still staring at her, then he took her hand and kissed her wrist before making his way to her neck. At the touch of his tongue on her sensitive skin, Rachel couldn't help but release a moan, especially as he then sucked at her pulse point.

"Rachel?" She heard her name called as if from a distance. "Rachel!" This time the voice was louder.

She looked around and realized that Santana and Puck were watching her with a weird look on their faces. Her chest rose and fell so quickly that she felt totally breathless.

"Where did you go chica?"

San laughed then pulled her to the center of the room to dance. She managed to take her shot and to glance up at Puck, he was still frowning at her, his head hanging to one side.

What was that all about? One minute he was teasing her with the shot and the next she'd zoned out from the touch of his lips, her breathing going all kinds of funny. She'd had that same faraway look when he found her in his room earlier. He needed to get her to talk to him, about his restaurant outburst and her behavior during the party, cos he wasn't dumb. He'd seen the glances she made at Fuinn, with pain in her eyes. He also knew she wasn't longing for Finn or what they had. No, she was still convinced that she wasn't enough, wasn't worthy. That in the long run she wouldn't be chosen. She probably thought that at the end of tonight she would be leaving on her own, but she was wrong. Tonight he wouldn't let her go, he'd already wasted too much time.

Puck knew tonight was his chance and he wasn't going to blow it, not when she had started to open up to him, had finally begun to respond to him. He felt like her walls were crumbling down slowly.

Walking up behind her, Puck reached out, placed his hands on her hips and slowly pulled her back against him. She stiffened at first before relaxing, seemingly recognizing who it was without looking. His lips lowered to her shoulder before sliding up to her ear, she felt so good against him.

"Do you know how fucking crazy you make me?" He whispered in her ear, loving the feeling of her body against his. He had tried to focus on just talking to her tonight but his control had limits and she was too beautiful and addictive to resist anymore.

"Noah," she whimpered softly, her head falling back against his chest, her arms reaching back against his neck.

"We are gonna have to leave soon Rae... before I do something I'm gonna regret... I can't handle much more," he said burying his nose in her hair and inhaling deeply.

"What? Is somebody bothering you Noah?" she asked and he loved the concern he could hear in her voice.

"No nothing like that, it's just that people always seem to want something that doesn't belong to them. And…in this case...it belongs to me" he growled wrapping his arms around her waist possessively and pulling her tighter against him. Lowering his head back to her neck, he placed a soft kiss there.

"Do you understand what I'm saying" he questioned. She shook her head and Puck laughed darkly. He could still feel the glare coming from Finn. Why this guy still felt like Rachel belonged to him or that he had a right to say anything about with who she could be was beyond him.

"Stay the night with me Rae" he whispered in her ear. "You can tell the girls you're staying at Sam's, he will cover for you," he continued, hoping she would agree.

Still feeling the effects of the alcohol coupled with the impact of feeling Puck's body against hers, Rachel found herself nodding in agreement. Reluctantly Puck released her and went to sit on the couch, acting casual about it so as to avoid bringing attention to them and letting Rachel make her final decision.

Rachel made her way towards the girls and told them that she would be staying at Sam's for the night that way the girls could have the apartment to themselves. Santana frowned a little at first but agreed at the mention of some alone time with Brit. As she reached Sam, Finn intercepted her and pulled her into the kitchen. She instantly pulled her arm out of his grip.

"What the hell Finn?" Rachel asked, furious at how he was acting.

"I should be the one asking you that. What were you doing with Puck all night, I thought we had discussed this," he replied, lying against the counter with his arms crossed on his chest. She looked at him stunned, was he for real?

"You can't be serious, we broke up Finn, you made sure of it. You have no right to tell me what to do anymore."

"I know we did it's just that," he ran his hand in his hair, "I don't want you with him, he is just a douche."

"You don't have a say in these things anymore. This is my life, my choice to make." Rachel was just about to leave the room when a sudden thought hit her. Turning around she pointed her finger at him.

"That's not the real reason right? Noah being a "douche" has nothing to do with it, why don't you tell me the truth huh?"

Sensing a change in Finn's attitude, feeling his anger kick in ,Rachel took a step back,

"Fine! Maybe I just don't want him to have my sloppy seconds." Gasping out loud before her hand covered her mouth Rachel stood frozen. She should have known that the real issue had to do with sex, but she wouldn't have guessed how little Finn thought of her.

"Ray? What's going in on here?" She let out a long breath grateful for Sam's arrival. Resting her head on his chest to block her view of Finn, she tried to ignore the way her ex- boyfriend's words kept replaying in her head. Sam pulled her to him, glaring at Finn,

"Man my tolerance has its limits. I was ok with you and Quinn coming here since it's a group party but upsetting my girl is a "no go". I won't make a scene since it's late but stay away from her from now on".

Finn shook his head in annoyance, replied with a whatever and muttered I see she is already an easy fuck before leaving the room.

Sam tensed and went for him but Rachel grabbed a hold of his shirt to keep him with her.

"Don't Sammy, he is not worth it, trust me."

He rubbed his hands along her sides,

"You gonna be ok Ray? You can crash here tonight, I don't want you leaving upset."

"Actually, I was about to ask you the same thing when he came up, you sure you don't mind?"

Sam rolled his eyes at her.

"Of course not Sweetie, come on let's call it a night, I'll show you the room and give you something to sleep in."

She nodded suddenly tired after the eventful night.

Sam guided her to the guestroom, Rachel frowned recognizing the room she had been in earlier.

"Samuel isn't it-?"

"It is, but I'm sure he doesn't mind, I'll let you get some rest now." Sam smiled, kissed her forehead then winked at her before leaving the room. Too tired to second guess anything, she couldn't resist opening one of his drawers so she could change into one of his shirt. She slid under the covers breathing in his scent as she pulled the pillow closer to her and let sleep took over her.