A/N: 3,600 word chapter! Thank you so much for the reviews. They are appreciated greatly! Sorry for any errors, and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Warning: High PG-13/M

Disclaimer: I Still Do Not Own Glee.

The rest of the week passed by pretty quickly. Surprisingly, Quinn hadn't gotten her "revenge" on Finn yet. He couldn't help but wonder what exactly she might do and, more importantly, where. What seemed to surprise him even more was the fact that Sam seemed completely normal when he came back to school on Wednesday. He even apologized to him. Finn was extremely relieved to avoid a potentially dangerous crisis.

With finals coming up next week, he and Quinn had been studying practically every single day. Much to his disappointment, that's all that they did. There were hardly any interruptions. Quinn was determined to pass with flying colors on each and every test. She was really bent on going to Yale.

Most of the time, Finn would zone out and just watch her study. He loved the way that she would knit her eyebrows together when she was thinking about something, or the way that she would bite her lip in concentration. And whenever she placed a pen in her mouth absentmindedly, it was an understatement to say that he was turned on. Unfortunately, the only things that she seemed to turn were the pages of numerous textbooks.

Deciding that they both needed a break from all of the terms and prefixes, Finn asked her out on a date. The funny thing is, they had gotten back together without even going on a real date. They seemed to do a lot of things backwards. After some convincing, she agreed to go with him.

It was Saturday night and he was anxiously waiting in his truck. Finn glanced at the clock on the dashboard for what seemed like the fiftieth time in the past five minutes. 6:55 P.M. He told her that he would be there at exactly seven. Being the gentleman that he is, he made sure to be punctual. He peeked at the bouquet of flowers on the passenger seat. Because this was their first date- technically third first date, but that didn't matter- he wanted to go all out. Self-consciously, he fixed the collar of his shirt. He went for a nicer look consisting of a white button-up with a black blazer, his best pair of jeans, and a pair of gray Nikes. He waited a few more minutes before taking a deep breath, picking up the flowers, and heading to her front door. For some weird reason, he was extremely nervous.

After a round of knocking, the door slowly swung open. Immediately, Finn felt his jaw hit the floor.

Quinn was wearing a colorful floral strapless dress- without a cardigan- with a pair of flats and her beautiful curls were resting gently on her shoulders. She had on a very small amount of make up and it complimented her features perfectly.

She gave him a questioning look when he was just staring at her with his mouth open. "What?"

Finding his voice, he sputtered, "Quinn, you look… you're just so…" He couldn't even find a word to express exactly how beautiful she looked. In lack of any other words, he simply said, "Wow."

"Thanks." she murmured as she blushed deeply. "You don't look so bad yourself."

He chuckled softly. "Why, thank you." Remembering the flowers in his hand, he hesitantly brought his hand up and held the bouquet out to her. "These are for you." he said a little shyly. Even after all that they had been through, she still made him nervous.

Her face softened as she gave him an adoring smile. "You got me flowers?"

"Yeah." he replied softly with a lopsided smile. "Do you like them?"

Quinn took the bouquet from him and her smile grew when she smelled the sweet fragrance. She then looked up and met his gaze. "I love them."

While Finn stood in the doorway grinning like an idiot, she briefly excused herself to put the flowers in a vase.

When she returned, he gently grabbed her hand and led her to the car. He took a few steps in front of her in order to open the door for her.

'He's such a gentleman.' she thought to herself in awe. Before getting in, she brought his face to hers and gave him a soft, tender kiss. After pulling away, she leaned her forehead against his and smiled.

"Kissing before the first date?" Finn joked in a teasing tone with a smirk on his face.

She stepped back and rolled her eyes at him. However, she couldn't hide her slight blush.

He simply laughed before closing the door when she got in. A grin crept onto his face as one thought crossed his mind. 'Tonight's going to be amazing.'

"So, Breadstix?" Quinn questioned with a raised eyebrow after she and Finn had settled into the booth, sitting across from each other.

"I know how much you like it here and I really wanted to make this date special." he replied with a small shrug.

She was touched by how much he cared. "That's really sweet, Finn." she said sincerely before pausing to reach across the table and hold his hand. "But being anywhere with you would be the perfect date."

He grinned at her. "I feel the same way… But I still want to treat you to a nice meal at your favorite restaurant. After all the consistent studying and stress..."

"Are you sure?" she asked worriedly. Breadstix wasn't exactly the most affordable place to eat, and she didn't want to waste any money he had made working at the auto shop.

"Positive." he replied with a nod of his head. Sometimes he just had a feeling that he knew what she was thinking. Right now, he was almost positive that it was about the cost of the dinner. A smirk grew on his face when he said, "Quinn, I've been saving up, and I really don't mind. Besides, a gentleman always pays on the first date."

She looked down at the table and blushed. She had told him that on their very first date during freshmen year and she was surprised that he had remembered.

After a few silent seconds passed, Finn asked, "So, what are our plans for the summer?"

Quinn smiled at the way he said 'ours.' Looking up at him, she said, "I don't know, I haven't really thought about it. Maybe we'll just let the chips fall where they may."

Surprisingly, Finn actually knew what she meant by that metaphor. He'd learned a lot during their constant study sessions. "That sounds great. I'm fine with whatever as long as we're together."

"Me too." she assured him with a fond smile. Absentmindedly, she began to draw small circles on the back of his hand with her thumb. There was something that she wanted to ask him, but she was debating on whether or not she should.

Picking up on her troubled vibe, Finn gave her hand a small squeeze. "What's wrong, Quinn?"

She sighed softly. "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything." he replied immediately.

Shifting a bit in her seat, she looked down at the table and asked, "Are you and Santana friends now?"

He was a bit caught off guard by her question. 'Where did that come from..?' he thought to himself in confusion. Not wanting to over think her question, he said, "Uh, we talk a little more than we used to. She isn't always a bitch to me anymore. So I guess we kind of are in a way."

Quinn brought her gaze back to his and nodded. "Has she… tried anything?"

Furrowing his eyebrows, he asked, "Like what?"

"Has she been flirting with you?" she reiterated, deciding to just get her point across.

Though he was still puzzled, he shook his head. "Why would she?"

When she didn't respond, he began to put two and two together.

"Quinn," he began softly, "even if she did, I wouldn't react to her. You're the only girl that I notice. That's never going to change."

The corners of her lips turned up into a small smile. "Okay. I'm sorry for asking."

He grinned at her and winked. "Don't be. I happen to think that jealousy is extremely hot."

Unable to help herself, she rolled her eyes.

"It's true." he insisted with a chuckle.

"You and I have very different views on what's hot." she remarked with a teasing smile.

"Do we now?" he inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"Mhmm."

He leaned across the table. "I think you're wrong."

She quirked an eyebrow at him. "And why is that?"

"Last time I checked, you thought that I was hot, which I completely agree with by the way, and I thought that you were smoking hot. Has that changed?"

She leaned closer to him and gave him an innocent smile. "You tell me."

"Hmm…" he drawled playfully. "I'd say hell no."

"I agree." she murmured before leaning a little farther and giving him a passionate kiss. Before things could get heated, she pulled away and smiled at him before sitting back in her seat.

"Is that the best you got, Q?" he asked playfully as he settled back into his own seat.

"What?" she asked clearly baffled.

He laughed. "Was that your 'revenge' on me for the teasing this week?"

She gave him an incredulous look. "Baby, you'll definitely know when I get my revenge on you."

"Should I be worried?" he asked in mock fear.

Looking him right in the eyes, she said seriously, "Yes."

He cringed a little before shaking it off. Smirking, he said, "I'll be looking forward to it."

Quinn flashed him an amused smile. When the waiter came up to take their orders, she noticed that it was a fairly pretty girl. She scoffed in her head when she saw her look Finn over. However, he simply ordered a plate of pasta and a Pepsi without even giving the girl a glance. His eyes remained on her the entire time.

"I had an amazing time, Finn." Quinn said with a large smile once Finn had pulled into the driveway of her house.

"Best first third date ever?" he quipped with a raised eyebrow.

"By far." she assured him playfully.

He smiled before unbuckling his seatbelt and sliding to her side of the cab. "So, what are the odds that I could get a goodnight kiss?"

"Ooh, I don't know…" she drawled teasingly as she unbuckled her own seatbelt. "Maybe you have a chance."

"Maybe?" he pouted, playing along.

"Give me a reason why you deserve a kiss." she commanded, amusement written all over her face.

"Well, I'm a good kisser." he offered.

She put a finger on her chin. "I need a better reason than that."

He slid a little closer to her. "Okay. You could kiss me because I'm extremely handsome."

"That's true… but still not good enough."

He smiled before placing his hand on her cheek and rubbing his thumb across it affectionately. Looking into her eyes, he said with absolute certainty, "Because I love you."

Her heart immediately began beating faster. "That's a good reason." she commented with a smile. Slowly, she leaned toward him.

"I love you too." she murmured as she brushed her lips against his.

Finn managed to put on a small smile before their lips connected and he was feeling those all too familiar fireworks. Instantly, he began to run his fingers through her hair as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

Wanting to feel a little more comfortable, Quinn pushed him off a little and straddled his lap. She then leaned back in and gave him a hard kiss, running a hand through his hair and resting the other on the back of his neck.

'Damn… again.' Finn thought to himself, becoming highly aroused. He began to move his hands down her sides. When he made it to her legs, he lightly trailed his fingertips across her smooth skin. He groaned softly when he felt her shiver.

Quinn broke the kiss for a second to unbutton his blazer and slide it off of his shoulders. When she reconnected their lips, she brought her hands down and slid them under his shirt, once again relishing in the feel of his lean muscles.

A shudder ran through Finn at her delicate touch. Pulling away from her lips, he moved his own to her neck. For a second, he almost began to suck, but thought better of it. Her mom would probably kill him if her daughter came home with his mark in plain view. Slowly, he began to tread kisses over the exposed part of her chest. When she moaned, he felt himself grow harder.

As soon as she felt the bulge in his jeans pressing against her inner thigh, Quinn paused, but only for a second. Sure, it had made her slightly nervous, but it had also caused a large dose of desire to build up in her. A little roughly, she brought his face back to hers and began to kiss along his jaw line before giving him a needing, passionate kiss.

'God, I love this side of her.' Finn thought as he returned the kiss with just as much ferocity.

Just as he began to slide one of his hands under her dress, the porch light turned on.

He pulled away and let out a disappointed huff. "Fuck."

Quinn pulled away as well and looked over at her house. 'Seriously? Again, mom?' she groaned inwardly. Sighing, she rested her forehead against his. "This world is cruel."

Finn chuckled half-heartedly and nodded. "Extremely cruel. I was really getting worked up."

"I could tell. I still can." she replied with a smirk.

He flushed a little before bringing his hand up to her cheek. "You're not the only one." he muttered.

She pulled back and looked at him in confusion.

Realizing what his words sounded like, he quickly explained himself. "About what you said last week when we almost… Quinn, I want you, too. So badly. As in sometimes, it literally hurts. I just want you to know that." Silently, he tucked a stray curl behind her ear.

She leaned in and gave him a soft kiss before pulling back and staring into his eyes. "I know." As an afterthought, she added, "I really have a strong feeling that our first time is going to be mind blowing."

He laughed a little. "After getting cock blocked twice, and by your mom, I'm more than sure it will."

She rolled her eyes and hit his shoulder, which caused him to laugh harder. After a few seconds, she reluctantly got off of his lap. She then turned his face toward hers, keeping her hand on his cheek.

"Goodnight, Finn." she whispered.

He smiled softly. "Goodnight, Quinn. I love you."

"I love you too." After one more tender kiss, she opened the door and got out. He chuckled when he saw her straightening dress. She glanced back at him and he waved.

For a few minutes, Finn just leaned his head against the steering wheel. Partly to gain composure and partly to silently curse how the world really was cruel. At least when it came to timing. Sighing, he turned the key in the ignition and backed out of the driveway.

'What the hell does this mean?' Finn thought to himself in complete and utter confusion as he stared down at the Chemistry final sitting in front of him. The first two days of testing had been surprisingly easy- well, easier for him because he actually knew some of the answers- but this final was a pain in the ass. He could've sworn they never learned this. Then again, he didn't even start to pay attention until about a month ago.

Quickly, he stole a glance at Quinn. He had been lucky enough that she was sitting next to him at the lab station. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips when he noticed that she was already done. 'Typical.' The test had only started about forty-five minutes ago and they still had about an hour left. He, on the other hand, still had half of the test to finish. With a small sigh, he turned his attention back to the test.

Quinn looked over at Finn and instantly smiled. The look of concentration on his face was absolutely priceless. When she looked down and noticed him tapping his foot rapidly, a nervous tick that she happened to find cute, a thought formed in her head. 'Time for a little payback…'

She quickly glanced around the room; nobody was paying any attention to them. Luckily, they had gotten the lab station located at the back of the room. Tentatively, she placed her hand on his leg, causing him to immediately stop tapping. He looked over at her and she flashed him an innocent smile before looking back at the counter top.

Finn shrugged a little and turned his attention once more to the test. 'Okay, what is the formula for- oh shit.' He drew a sharp intake of breath when he felt Quinn move her hand higher up his leg.

This was something that Quinn had never done before, but she figured that's what good teasing was about. Getting out of your comfort zone. With that thought fresh in her mind, she moved her hand toward his upper thigh and started to rub.

'Fuck. Mailman. Mail. Fucking. Man.' Finn practically shouted in his head. He looked down at his test and shut his eyes, willing to keep himself under control.

Quinn had to bite her lip to keep from laughing at his obvious attempt to contain himself. Originally, that was as far as she was going to go, but she really wanted to win this little battle between them. Slowly, she moved her hand toward his crotch.

'Oh my God… I shouldn't have teased her.' he thought to himself as he brought his hand up to his mouth and bit down on the side to prevent from groaning out loud. When she began to rub his crotch, a small groan slipped through the barrier he had made.

Almost immediately after she began to rub him, she felt him responding to her. 'I definitely won.' she thought smugly, though she was beginning to get a little aroused herself. When Finn looked over at her, she met his gaze and bit her lip.

Finn almost went over the edge when he saw the look he was giving her. Immediately, he sent her a pleading look, begging her to stop. There was no way in hell he wanted to… relieve himself in front of about twenty other students. He would probably end up biting a hole through his hand in an attempt to stay quiet.

Quinn smirked at him when she saw the look of surrender in his eyes. She pulled her hand back and set it in her lap before sitting up straighter and looking at the front of the room. After about ten seconds, she heard Finn letting out shaky breaths. It might've been strange, but they turned her on even more. Shutting her eyes, she took slow breaths, not wanting this to end up being a double victory.

Somewhat composed, Finn exhaled and ran a hand through his hair. It was definitely a mistake to tease Quinn Fabray.

When the bell rang, Quinn turned toward him and said innocently, "So, how do you think you did, Finn? I mean, it seemed like you were a little flustered halfway through."

He looked over at her and did his best to sound serious. "Oh, I don't know. I thought it was a little hard."

A smile began to tug at the corner of her lips. "A little? By the way you were reacting, I could've sworn that it was really hard."

Unable to help himself, he laughed. "Okay, okay. I get it. I apologize for teasing you and I won't do it again."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Ever?"

He could've sworn he saw worry flash in her eyes. Smirking, he said, "Isn't that what you want?"

Refusing to give in, she nodded her head once.

"Are you sure?" he questioned. To add a little unnecessary emphasis, he dragged his hand lazily across the smooth skin of her leg. When she sighed softly, he knew he had his answer.

"That's what I thought." he stated with a smug look.

She hit his arm and then pulled him in for a deep kiss.

When they heard someone coughing, they immediately broke apart. After some awkward apologies to the teacher, they grabbed their things and left the room.

Once they were out the door, Finn wrapped an arm around her waist. "You're really good at teasing." he commented casually.

She giggled a little. "One of my many talents, Finn."

He looked down at her and smiled. "I'm looking forward to finding out each and every one of those talents."

She glanced up at him with a smile of her own. "That could take a really long time." she joked.

Pulling her to the side, he gently pushed her against a locker and rested his hands on either side of her. "I will discover each and every one, no matter how much time it takes, because I'm not going anywhere."

Quinn rested her hands on the back of his neck. She couldn't hide the grin that danced onto her face. "Good." On accident, she whispered, "I don't want to lose you."

He flashed her one of his lopsided grins before leaning closer and nuzzling her nose with his own. "I'm yours." he breathed.

"Always?" she murmured.

"Always." he echoed before capturing her lips in a tender, passionate kiss.

I hope you enjoyed. And as for that last line, I know that it's slightly over used, but it's so damn adorable x] Uhm, please leave a review and let me know what you think! Or a suggestion. Thanks for reading!