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Rachel sat in her living room across from Santana as she listened to her upcoming plans for the next few weeks. A few public appearances at Broadway fundraisers and an audition for a movie. Losing a Tony hadn't been all that bad once she recovered from the shock. It still got her press and this movie audition was something to look forward to. She felt her phone buzz in her hand as Santana continued to rattle on.
10K: Hey, are we still on for tomorrow?
Rachel smiled as she saw the text. She and Finn hadn't seen each other in two weeks, since the morning after the Tony's. She had run off into the shower after he kissed her, but when she got out he was gone. In true Rachel fashion she freaked out thinking she had ruined everything. However, after a few texts with Finn, he made it very clear that he would kiss her again if he had the chance.
"What are you smiling at Rachel? Are you even listening to what I am saying?" Santana scoffed as she turned her head back to her laptop still typing away.
"Oh what? I'm not smiling at anything. Just repeat what you said again please." Rachel put her phone down, not wanting to give Santana any more ammunition to get annoyed.
"I know you are smiling at Finn's text. I can't believe you two haven't boned yet! You spent an entire night with him and you sang Karaoke and passed out. What a snooze fest!" Santana said rolling her eyes.
"Santana! I have only seen him a handful of times! Our night after the Tony's was really great. Some guys just don't care about having sex 24/7 you know."
Santana threw her hands up in the air and began laughing hysterically. "Rachel WHATEVER. You know Finn wants you. No guy would have hung around your apartment as you cried and sang songs if he didn't. Then he kissed you and you ran off like a scared cat! I'm shocked he's still texting you to be honest."
Rachel knew she had a point. She opened her mouth to defend herself but then quickly shut it again.
"That's right," Santana said, "You know I have a point. If you like him you need to go for it. I know you're scared. Your past boyfriends were major douchebags, but Finn, he's different. I can tell and you know I would be honest if I didn't like him. Make plans with him and make a move already. Lord knows he's tried."
"As a matter of fact we have plans tomorrow. I'm going to his house in Brooklyn and we are spending the entire day together." Rachel smiled as she picked up her phone.
#5: Of course we are! See you at 10!"
Santana stood up and clapped. "Thank god! I know you two have crazy schedules but he works two blocks from here! There are ways."
"What do you want me to do Santana? Go see him during his shift?"
"Yes Rachel. That's exactly it. Stop worrying about disrupting him. I know you better than anyone and you're scared and I get that. Just follow your heart with this one. He's a good one Rachel. Don't sabotage it."
"I know ok?! I just...he's so nice...and cute...like why is he so nice and cute? I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop and we aren't even officially dating. He's turning into the best friend I never knew I needed you know? We text all of the time and call each other to update on things...it's just...easy."
Santana got up and sat next to Rachel. "It's easy because maybe he's the right person for you. Did you ever think of that?"
"Santana you know I've been trying to not think like that anymore. It just got me in trouble in the past and I'm trying to take things slow."
"Painfully slow Rachel. Whatever you guys plan on doing tomorrow, make sure you clarify what's actually going on here. Right now you are two friends that text and call a lot. You do the same with me. Do you want things to be different with him?"
Rachel sighed. "Yes. I do." Rachel clutched her phone tightly in her hands. She felt relieved that as she said that out loud. "He just makes me smile and always says the right things. I know I was hung up on how we met but honestly I don't even think about that anymore. I think I'm ready if he'll still have me."
Santana reached over to give Rachel a hug, which was a rare occasion. "You won't have to worry about that."
Finn paced around his house making sure everything was perfect. He had gotten home from work at 1 am and woke up at 6 to start cleaning and preparing for Rachel to come over. They hadn't seen each other for a while and they were finally getting a chance to hang out alone, without family or a crowd watching. Hopefully nothing tragic happened today that makes Rachel cry either. Finn glanced at the clock: 9:55 am. Rachel would be here by 10. They both had the day off and Finn hoped he could show Rachel around town and they could get to know each other better.
Finn glanced at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a burgundy t shirt, khaki shorts and white converse tennis shoes. He didn't want to look like he was trying too hard but Kurt had taught him to try just hard enough. Finn looked around one last time at every room. His mom would be so proud to see how clean the house was. He worried a bit about Rachel coming over. Her apartment was huge and beautiful, which was the exact opposite of this house. Finn was about to head into the kitchen to make sure it looked spotless when he heard a knock at the door. She's here.
He opened the door to find a smiling Rachel holding two cups of coffee. She was wearing short denim shorts with a white t-shirt and the same matching converse. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail and she had large sunglasses on top of her head. He had never seen her this casual. "Hi there!" She exclaimed as she handed over a cup to him. "I hope you don't mind but I stopped at the coffee shop on the corner to grab some. It smelled so good as I walked by. I took a chance that you'd like some too." She smiled as she passed him and walks into the house.
"Yes I love coffee thanks. I didn't get much sleep last night so this is much needed."
"Oh no, you could have canceled if you needed to sleep! I feel bad." Rachel placed her bag down next to the couch in the living room, her eyes never leaving Finn's.
"No no, its fine. It's my own fault because I had to clean this place up this morning. I live alone so it's kind of a mess most of the time."
Rachel smiled as her eyes spanned the living room. "Well your house is lovely and very neat Finn. Can I have a tour?"
Finn took a big sip of his coffee, which tasted fantastic. How did she manage to get his coffee order right? "Oh sure, right this way." Finn held out his arm for Rachel to walk past and back into the kitchen.
"So this is the kitchen. Not much to it really. I've remodeled it some since I wasn't a fan of the 1970's decor in here. Back out that door is the courtyard. I'm hoping one day to get a dog but my schedule right now is too crazy to leave a dog here alone all of the time."
Rachel peered out the back window to reveal a neatly manicured courtyard with a small table with chairs, and a barbecue tucked in the corner by a small patch of grass. "Wow Finn this is a great yard! I do miss that homey feeling in my apartment. It's nice but doesn't feel like a home you know?"
Finn chuckled as he sipped some more of his coffee. "Are you trying to say this house is nicer than your apartment because it has a yard? Rachel you live in a penthouse!"
Rachel blushed. "I know Finn it's just different. Impersonal. Maybe because it's just me living there but as fancy as it is, it's just sort of there. Do you feel that way here? Living alone?"
Finn had to agree, her apartment was rather sterile, but nice nonetheless. "No, I really like it here. I grew up here. This was my parents' house before my mom married Burt and I couldn't let her sell it so I took it over. I just have a lot of memories here, so to me its home. Maybe you just need to make some memories in your apartment that mean something to you."
Rachel rubbed his arm as she passed by, exiting the kitchen back into the living room. She walked close to the mantle above the fireplace where framed pictures stood. "Is this your dad?" she asks, pointing to a picture of a man with a young boy on his shoulders.
"Yeah that's him," Finn said as he rubbed the edge of the frame with this thumb. "This is my favorite picture of us. I was probably five and we were walking down to watch the fireworks on the water's edge. I remember this so vividly. "
Rachel turned to look at Finn and then back at the picture. "You look just like him Finn. Really, the resemblance is uncanny. If I passed him on the street I would know it's him."
Finn backed away from the mantle his eyes drifting from the photo. "I do look a lot like him. The thing is, he passed away when I was 12."
Rachel reached out to Finn and pulled him close. "I'm so sorry Finn. I had no idea. I thought your parents were just divorced." She placed her coffee down on the mantle and wrapped her arms around Finn's waist. "I'm sure you miss him a lot."
Finn placed his coffee down and guided them towards the couch. 'I do. Everyday. I hope I honor him and live up to his name. He was the best fireman I've ever known, even after all this time."
Rachel turned towards Finn and placed his large hand in hers. "Finn, I know that you do. You are the nicest guy I have ever known and you chose a noble job that you put your heart and soul in. I'm so sorry you grew up without your dad but I know he'd be proud." Rachel leaned forward and wrapped her free hand around Finn's neck to pull him closer. She gave him a soft kiss on the lips.
She pulled away, too quickly for Finn's liking. "Thanks for understanding Rachel. It's hard talking about it still." She was still so close to him, staring into his eyes. Finn leaned forward to kiss her again. This time she opened her mouth allowing his tongue to peek in. A soft moan escaped from his mouth and he could feel her smile on his lips.
"So you want to finish the tour? I figured we could talk a walk down to the water and have lunch down there if we wanted. I didn't know what you wanted to do and we never talked about it so..."
"Yes that sounds great! Honestly I've been looking forward to just spending time with you. Like a normal date."
Finn grabbed her hand and led her up the stairs. He showed her his master bedroom, followed by two smaller bedrooms and a bathroom. His house wasn't much but it was his favorite place and he was proud to show it to her.
They walked back downstairs to where they had last been seated. "Well that's pretty much it. You've seen it all." Finn bent over to pick up his coffee that had earlier been abandoned. "Oh and it seems like we are twins today with our matching shoes." He winked at her as she looked down to realize they had the same exact shoes on.
"Oh well great minds dress alike right?" she giggled.
"Is that a thing?" Finn asked as he handed her the other cup.
"It is now!" she replied as she slapped his arm playfully.
Finn grabbed her arm as she moved away and pulled her close. "You're cute you know. Thanks for coming over today."
Rachel leaned into Finn's body, her head barely reaching his chest. "You're not bad yourself."
The two headed out for the day. The weather was gorgeous for the end of June. They walked hand in hand towards the water. Rachel loved this part of Brooklyn. It was so quaint and suburb like, even though she could see the outline of the city in the background.
They walked in silence for a while, with an awkward aura about them. Rachel decided to speak up first. "So Finn, can we talk about...us?"
Finn stopped in his tracks, caught off guard by her comment. "What about us?"
"Well, what are we? Friends?"
Finn smiled widely, grabbing Rachel's other hand into his. "I don't kiss my friends Rachel, if that's what you're asking. I've been letting you take the lead because you weren't exactly thrilled about how we met, and our schedules have been crazy, but I want to be more and I hope we are."
"I do. Want to be more that is," she beamed. "I just feel very comfortable with you. It's strange, in a good way I think."
"I do too. Sort of like this is how it's supposed to be. It just feels good to know you. Everyone in my past seemed ...well it just wasn't like this. Sorry I'm not making any sense."
Rachel released his second hand as they continued to walk. "No I get it. Everything before seemed so complicated. So complicated that I took two years of my life to myself while my fathers reminded me that my eggs were rotting and they'd never have grandchildren."
Finn belly laughed at Rachel's statement. "They said that? Seriously? You're not even 30. I think your eggs are fine."
"Yes they did as a matter of fact. They wanted me to freeze my eggs in case I was destined to be alone." Rachel rolled her eyes to herself. "They can be kind of intense. I'm sorry I was so hung up on how we met. It truly is a funny story. I can thank Julia for that I suppose."
"So we don't have to hate Julia anymore?" Finn squeezed her hand to indicate he was joking.
"Yes. We still hate her! Just like I hate Quinn right?"
Finn froze in his tracks. "We hate Quinn? Did I talk about her?"
"Well you said the other night when we were drinking that she was a bitch and we should hate her. Who is she? Your ex-girlfriend or something?"
Finn thought about telling her everything. They were having such a good day, he didn't want to ruin it. "Yeah you could say that. Sorry I guess I drank more than I thought that night because I don't remember any of that."
"It's fine. We can be even since I cried most of the night and woke up looking like the undead."
"Did I ever tell you how much I love zombies?" Finn joked.
"Stop Finn!" Rachel laughed.
Lunch was at a local cafe on the water. Everyone there knew Finn. It was almost as if he was related to them. They all said hello but let them be. Rachel couldn't help but notice how comfortable Finn was here. Very unlike his nervous and unsure mood when they had gone to the Tony's. He was in his element here. She could see why he loved his house and didn't want to move. There was something so endearing about how sentimental he was. Losing a parent at a young age probably does that to a person.
The walk back was much more relaxed than the walk to lunch. Now that their intentions were clear it just seemed like a normal day out between boyfriend and girlfriend. Rachel swore she wouldn't get ahead of herself like she had in the past. However, no one had ever been like Finn. She glanced over at him as they walked in silence, noticing his muscles bulging under the arms of his t-shirt. Rachel knew she found him attractive but she found herself noticing everything today. How his hair was neat but also a little messy, and it curled at the nape of his neck like he needed a haircut. He towered over her by a foot, but that made her feel safe and protected.
"Are you ok? You keep staring at me."
Rachel blushed. "No. Nothing's wrong. I just don't get to see you often. Sorry if I want to look at my cute boyfriend." Rachel bit her lip as she realized what had just come out of her mouth. "Sorry we haven't talked about that yet."
"Rachel you need to relax. Stop thinking you're doing everything wrong or coming off the wrong way. We're adults and we don't need to label anything, but I'd love to be your boyfriend." He winked at her which made her blush even more.
Just then a crack of thunder spiraled through the air and rain began to fall.
"Oh shit I didn't know it was going to rain or we could have driven! We don't have far to go if we want to make a run for it." The two started to spring towards Finn's house, which was still several blocks away. Rachel had never been so thankful for her cardio training as she was right now.
The downpour continued as they ran through the streets. Finn was laughing hysterically as the lightning and thunder continued. Running wasn't helping them stay dry at all. By the time they reached Finn's house their clothes were soaked all the way through.
They entered the house, both out of breath from sprinting home.
"Rach," Finn panted, "I'm so sorry I had no idea it would storm. I was hoping to spend all day together but totally understand if you want to head home to change."
Rachel looked down at herself, realizing you could see right through her shirt and down to her bra. She looked up to see that Finn realized it too. "Um, do you have a dryer? I can dry my clothes if I can borrow something to wear in the meantime. I don't want to go home just yet." Rachel tried pulling the wet shirt off of her skin, but the material was clinging to her sides.
Finn swallowed hard, trying to look away at Rachel who looked like she was competing in a wet t-shirt contest. He could feel his shorts get tighter and was praying Rachel wouldn't notice the erection he was getting at this moment.
He loved when Rachel was completely vulnerable, and right now she was standing in front of him soaking and looked adorable. Small beads of water were still dripping down her face as she swayed back and forth in her wet shoes.
"Yeah I have a dryer. I can give you some of my clothes to wear but they'll be giant on you. I don't even have any of Kurt's clothes here anymore. "
Rachel followed Finn upstairs, their shoes squeaking as they walked. "That's fine. A t-shirt will do. My clothes shouldn't take that long to dry. ".
Although it was summer, the storm had brought a chill into the air. Rachel shivered as they reached Finns room. Finn toed off his shoes and socks before heading over to his dresser. He pulled out one of what seems like many FDNY shirts out and handed it to her. "Here, get changed before you get colder. The bathrooms out in the hallway. You've got goosebumps all over." He was being the perfect gentleman.
Rachel looked at Finn, at hair now laying across his forehead. Water pooling on the floor around him from clothes. "You should get changed too. You're soaking the floor." Rachel felt a rush come over her. She was tired of waiting, analyzing, wondering. She wanted Finn and she hoped he wanted her too.
Finn stood across from her, trying to figure out why she was just standing there. It was then that Rachel reached down to the hem of her shirt and began to pull it up. Finns eyes grew wide as he realized what she was doing. It's not like he hadn't thought about it because he definitely had, but he was trying to be on his best behavior for her.
He stepped closer to her as she stood in front of him, shirtless in her white bra. She threw her shirt on the floor and it made a loud slap as it hit the wood below.
"Aren't you going to get changed Finn? You're going to catch a cold in those wet clothes." Rachel wanted to pat herself on the back with how forward she was being. Santana would be proud.
Without skipping a beat Finn lifted his shirt up over his head before pulling Rachel into his arms to give her a searing kiss. His right hand drifted down her back which sent another chill down her spine.
"You are so sexy Rachel. Dear god."
Rachel hurriedly pulled off her wet shorts and threw them somewhere across the room. Normally she'd stop here but her bra and underwear were soaked too.
Finn began to strip off the rest of his clothes, but he didn't hesitate to lose his boxers in the process. Rachel stood in awe as she admired Finns chiseled body and giant erection staring back at her. She had never been this turned on in her life.
Finn sat back on the bed pulling Rachel with him so she was standing in between his legs. She reached out to brush his wet hair off of his face and his hands grazed her rib cage. He looked at her with eyes full of desire as he reached behind her to unclasp her bra. As soon as her breasts were free, Rachel climbed into his lap straddling Finn's thighs. Finn let out a deep moan as she nipped at his neck and her bare chest was against his. She could feel him hardening beneath her, the only thing separating them was her white thong. She would have worn something sexier if she thought this was going to happen.
Things seemed to escalate quickly from there. Finn managed to get her underwear off as they rolled around in the sheets. Rachel had never felt such desire from a man. It's like he wanted to memorize her body inch by inch, leaving no part untouched. She could feel his hand between her legs working some type of magic she never wanted to end.
Rachel reached down to grab his shaft and he pushed her hand away. "No," he panted, "I'm a little out of practice and you are so hot right now that I'm about to burst already. Let me grab a condom."
"Well I think it's time you had some fun too," she panted, "And I'm on the pill." Rachel pushed Finn over and straddled him from above. She lined him up with her entrance and slowly sank down on him. As he filled her she let out a carnal groan that she didn't know existed. She remained still for a moment, adjusting to his size as Finn reached up to caress her breasts. She leaned forward to kiss him as she began to move.
Finn couldn't contain himself as he felt her warm walls around him. He thrusted his hips upward to meet her every move. Rachel was the sexiest girl he'd ever met and this was not disappointing.
Rachel began to pant faster as she felt Finn hitting every spot within perfectly. Never in her life had she had sex like this. It was passionate and sincere and she wished it would never end.
Finn quickly sat up, never losing contact as he wrapped Rachel's legs behind him. The change in position pushed her over the edge as she let out a scream. Finn continued to lift her up and down as he too lost control, pulling Rachel against his body to hold her close.
They stayed sitting, trying to catch their breath, linked together as they both came down from their highs.
Finn kissed Rachel hard on the lips as she began to move off of him.
"Finn that was... wow."
"Yes it was. It's going to be hard not to want to do that all day every day."
Rachel blushed as she laid down next to him, pulling the sheets over her shoulders. "I agree. That was amazing."
Finn laid down next to Rachel, sweat dripping from his brow. He reached over to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.
"Well I wasn't expecting this to happen today but I'm so glad it did."
Rachel took a deep breath as she laid totally satisfied next to him. She hadn't felt this content in a long time and she hoped it never went away.
Before she opened her eyes she could smell Finn's cologne. His arm was rested on her hip and he slept across from her. He looked so peaceful while he slept. She remembered that from last time. Rachel glanced at the clock on the nightstand. They had napped for two hours. She couldn't even remember the last time she had a nap, let alone a two hour nap in a man's bed.
She crept slowly out of Bed to use the restroom when she saw their wet clothes thrown all over the room. Crap! They'd forgotten to put them in the dryer. She caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror. She smiled when she saw a bite mark on her shoulder from the events earlier.
Rachel exited the bathroom in time for Finn to start waking up. He sat up, rubbing his eyes while trying to read the clock. He saw a naked Rachel approaching the bed picking up clothing.
"You're leaving already? I'm sorry we fell asleep." He walked over to his dresser to put on some fresh boxers.
"Well I can't leave since my clothes are still wet. Looks like you'll be stuck with me for at least another hour." Rachel pulled the NYFD t shirt Finn had given her over her head, realizing she'd be wearing this and ONLY this until her clothes were dry.
"Just stay over," Finn blurted out. "I mean, only if you want to. I have spare toothbrushes and plenty of shirts you can sleep in."
"You know I think I'd like to. We both work tomorrow and are so busy. I want to spend as much time as I can with you. I wish I would have brought something else to wear but who would have known we'd get soaked in the rain!"
Finn threw on a matching NYFD t-shirt and gray gym shorts before he headed downstairs to the basement with the laundry.
When he came back up Rachel had made herself at home on the couch and covered herself with a blanket.
"Sorry, I was cold. Are my clothes all set?"
Finn settled beside her on the couch. "Should be done in 45 minutes." Finn placed his hand on Rachel's leg, remembering that she was wearing his shirt and nothing else. "It's killing me to know that you are sitting next to me in nothing but my shirt. Killing me."
Rachel took this as a clear sign that Finn wanted to go another round, preferably on this couch. She straddled Finn so her core was grinding right on top of him as she pressed her lips to his. Finn placed his hands underneath the shirt as he rubbed the small of her back with his fingertips. Rachel started to wonder why Finn even bothered to get dressed again at all. She placed her hands under his shirt to pull it off when they both heard the front door slam next to them.
"Holy Shit Finn! You have a girl over? Has hell frozen over?" Rachel jumped as she heard the foreign voice.
"Puck what the hell?!" Finn shouted.
Rachel leapt off of Finn's lap and back onto the couch, frantically covering herself with the blanket. There was a man in a police uniform standing in Finn's living room and she was pretty much naked. She felt like a teenager that had just been caught by her parents.
"Seriously Huddy I am impressed! Are you the girl from the auction he was telling me about? Oh shit I sure hope you are," Puck said as he walked closer.
"Puck why are you here? And why didn't you knock?" Finn grumbled as he pulled Rachel closer.
"I never knock! Plus Abby took the kids to her mom's for the week and I was hoping you'd be off so we could hang. Or at least I could steal a beer from your fridge while I was here." Puck walked up to the couch and extended his hand towards Rachel. "Hello I'm Puck, Finn's oldest friend. Nice to meet you and I'm sorry I crashed what looked to be a very hot make out session."
Rachel wanted to crawl in a hole and die. "Hi I'm Rachel. And yes I'm the auction girl."
Puck winked at Finn as he shook Rachel's hand.
"Well I guess I'll leave you two alone. I'm off to get a pizza and a tall ass beer at Roma's. Don't tell Abby. I'm supposed to be eating healthier. She is going to freak about you two though!"
Before Finn could retort, Puck was out the door as soon as he came in.
"Well that was Noah Puckerman. We've been best friends since the fifth grade, he works for the NYPD, and he and his wife live a few blocks away. Sorry about him. I normally don't have company."
Rachel felt scattered after that brief interruption. "It's okay. It's nice to meet one of your friends. Maybe next time I'll be fully clothed and sucking on your earlobe when we see him again."
Finn laughed at Rachel, noticing how cute she looked in his shirt that was practically swallowing her. "Trust me, I've caught him in way worse situations than this."
Rachel curled up further into the blanket as she remembered just how naked she really was under Finn's shirt. "Finn I'm starving. Should we order in? Chinese maybe?"
"Sounds great! Let me go get the menu."
As Finn went to the kitchen, Rachel decided to check her phone. She had seven texts from Santana.
San: Rachel where are you? Oh you're at Fireman's house that's right. Call me.
San: Rachel seriously call me, I need to go over something with you.
San: Seriously? Where are you? I'm about to call the police.
San: Well that didn't work. You have an emergency audition at 9 am tomorrow.
San: You're not even going to ask me what it's for? You better have a good explanation for ignoring me!
San: OMG are you having sex at Finn's house? Your phone is attached to you 24/7 so it must be OFF of your body. Get it Berry!
San: Was the sex at least good?
Rachel covered her mouth to stifle the laugh coming as she read the texts. How the hell did Santana know this was going on? She called Santana right back because the audition text still was not answered fully.
Santana picked up on the first ring. "Well Lord Almighty she's alive!"
Rachel rolls her eyes. "Yes I'm alive! Can't I go off the grid for a few hours?"
Santana gasps in reply. "Rachel you are never off the grid unless you can't have your phone physically on you, so how was the sex?"
"Santana! Stop it! We were just busy that's all!"
Rachel hears Santana snickering in the background as Finn walks back into the room with menu in hand, holding it up in the air for her to see. He sat down as he flipped through it, deciding on what they should eat.
"What did you need to tell me Santana? I don't want to be rude and stay on the phone too long." Rachel reached out to hold Finn's hand as he sat beside her. She liked how comfortable he made her feel, even though they haven't known each other for that long.
"Well you need to get your ass home ASAP. Your movie audition got moved to tomorrow."
Rachel's eyes grew wide. "WHAT!"
"The director had a change in his schedule so now this is what you have to deal with. I've dropped the script off at your apartment but you have a meeting with the director at 10 am. So next time, don't go off the grid for so long. I suggest you leave your little love nest in Brooklyn and head home. Call me later Berry."
Santana hangs up abruptly.
"Everything okay?" Finn asks seeing the concern on Rachel's face.
"I have to go home. The second my clothes are dry. I have an audition tomorrow morning and haven't even started reading the script." Finn can see the worry spread across Rachel's face.
"That's okay, I understand." Finn was disappointed, but understood that Rachel's life and career was much different than his. "When do you think I can see you again? I work for the next three days. Maybe the weekend?"
Rachel flipped through the calendar on her phone. Weekends were her busiest times, with shows all three days. "Let me get through this audition and I'll text you? Our schedules are just so -"
"Chaotic" Finn interjects. It seems like every time they make a little progress, something happens to set them back. "We'll figure it out. Sometimes I feel like we live in different states when in reality we are less than two blocks from each other most of the time."
Rachel began to feel guilty. She doesn't want to leave, but knows she has to get home and get in the zone for the audition. "Why don't I drop by the station sometime to say hi? I mean if your Chief is okay with it and no paparazzi follow me..." Her mind began to drift off to that part of her their relationship they had forgotten about.
"I'm hoping that's died down by now. Unless you are running into the station screaming and drawing attention to yourself you should be fine. I'd love to see you during a shift sometime. And maybe I can drop by the theater sometime? After your show?"
Rachel couldn't help the smile the she was sporting. "I'd like that Finn." If today has taught her anything, it's that she wants to see Finn Hudson as much as possible. She's kicking herself for fighting it for so long.
The two hung out until Rachel's clothes dried. They realized that conversations always came easily between them and time flew by. Unfortunately time caught up with them and Rachel knew she had to get going. She was dressed and ready to go before it got too late.
Finn walked her all the way to the train station, utilizing every minute they had together. They held hands tightly as they walked, both trying to memorize the feel of each others hands.
"Well my train will be here in a minute so I'd better get going. I'll text you once I get home ok?"
Finn grabbed Rachel's hands, pulling her towards him and wrapping her hands around his torso. "I had a great time today," he said, kissing the top of her head. "Good luck tomorrow ok? I know you'll kill it."
Rachel inhaled the smell of his cologne one last time before pulling away. "Thanks Finn. I had a great time today. I'll text you as soon as I get home. I promise. " With that Rachel squeezed his hand one last time before walking towards the platform. Finn stayed until she pulled away, waving the entire time.
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