9

                                    

                                          
Quinn and Puck had gotten even closer over the past few weeks since the wedding. After work he would go to Quinn's bar and walk her home. Then one day there friendship went one step further. 
                          
They were at the bar one late night and Quinn was the last one there. He was sitting on the stools while Quinn finished cleaning the filters. They walked home and Puck invited her into his apartment for drinks. Quinn had been in his apartment timeless times before but now it felt different. 
                          
He offered her a wine cooler which she gladly took, true he told Quinn wasn't much off a drinker, she had been of drinking age for 2 years but has never been fully drunk. 
                          
'Tell me a secret about yourself.' Quinn said. 'Something that no one else knows.'
                          
Puck smirked. 'I'm an open book babe.' He always called her Babe now. Something about it made her head swim.
                          
'Come on Puckerman.' She smirked picking up another wine cooler.
                          
Puck searched the corners of his mind for something to tell her, he was pretty sure he told her everything, except one thing.
                          
'When I was eight and my sister was barely one, my dad walked out on us. He um- came back when I was seventeen took my college fund and left again.'
                          
'Puck.' She breathed out sympathetically. 
                          
'I'm over it though.' He dismissed her and carried on drinking. 'You're turn.'
                          
'When I was really young I was overweight, had ugly red hair and pimples and people called me 'Lucy Caboosy' ' 
                          
'Lucy?'
                          
'My real name is Lucy Quinn Fabray.' She replied. 'Then I took ballet class, lost a bunch of weight, for a nose job and started going by Quinn.' She continued letter a tear escape.
                          
Puck leant forward and wiped away the tear. Quinn looked down. 'Hey, look at me.' He said gently. 'You're gorgeous.' Quinn had been called a lot of things hot, sexy, pretty. Not Gorgeous, never. 
                          
Quinn caught his gaze and before either of them could stop themselves, knowing it would more than likely ruin their friendship. They kissed. 
                          
The kiss quickly became more intense and the two ended up quickly standing up and making there way to the bedroom quickly discarding there clothes on the way. The ended up in Pucks bedroom. Quinn layed on the bed and pulled Puck back onto of her she then pulled down his neck to continue the kiss.
                          
'Do you want too.' He drifted off. Quinn nodded. 
                          
'I'm a virgin.' She whispered scared that Pucks would laugh at her and call pathetic.
                          
He gave her sympathetic smile. 'Are you sure?' He asked making sure they both wanted this.
                          
'I'm sure.'