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xxx. ᴠᴀᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ.

SANTANA'S POV

The divorce process was very long. But for some reason, Noah agreed that there was "no more love between us" and not deception on my part. And to my great relief, Marcos decided to stay living with me. His father is never stable so I don't know how he could educate him. Quinn, on the other hand, has been with me every step of the way. I love her so much.

"I took a few days off this month." The blonde tells me as she sits on my lap.

"Is that so? When?" I ask.

"Next week because we are going to Paris." She whispers before kissing me but I choked on it.

"W-What?" I slowly move away. "Who goes to Paris?"

"Us." She smiled at me, still keeping her arms around my neck. "We're flying on Tuesday night."

"But- But you're telling me this as if it were a trivial thing? Quinn! Are we really going?" I smiled back, hugging her tightly.

"You deserve some rest away from here, and then you told me one day that you would love to go there. So let's go there, between lovers."

"And Marcos?" I can't leave him here alone. If Noah came back and-

"I've already told him. Besides, don't worry, there are Sam's parents nearby who can keep an eye on things."

"Yes, but-"

"No buts. I'm sure he'll invite his girlfriend instead of the whole basketball team to have a party." She is right. He's calmed down a lot I guess since he's been with Hanna. By the way, my love told me that they were a couple before, but then Hanna had problems with her friends and she broke up. That's when Marcos went under. I can see that she makes him happy like Quinn does for me. "He's going to enjoy it with his girlfriend as we're going to enjoy it together." She winked at me.

"I love you." I say as I kiss her gently.

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"Paris is not so magical after all." We were walking hand in hand with Quinn on the street. "There's a lot of garbage. The river must be full of it."

"Wait a minute, we just left the hotel. There is waste everywhere in the world but don't pay attention to it. I'll take you to a magical place." For one of the most visited cities in the world, I didn't expect to walk down the street with a rat six feet away from me. "I didn't think you were such a complainer baby."

"I am not." I said simply. After walking for about ten minutes in the streets of Paris, which I must admit, has a magnificent architecture, we see finally the Seine, the famous river of Paris. It was about 8pm here and it was already almost dark so a lot of the lights on the boats were on, I have to admit it's beautiful. No rats in sight.

"We are going to go in one of these fly boats. We're going to pass several monuments while enjoying some good French food." My blonde says to me before kissing me and dragging me to a very long but cute boat. Once we got to the front, Quinn pulled out two tickets. So she had it all planned out, this woman is truly amazing. "Bonsoir." How sexy she is when she speaks French.

"Bonsoir mesdames." I don't understand anything the guy in the suit is saying, but I don't like the fact that he's talking to MY Quinn without me understanding a word. "Je vous souhaite une bonne soirée." Said he after cashing the tickets.

"Merci beaucoup." Says she has her turn, then another man in a suit indicates our place.

Once seated and comfortable, Quinn took my hand and stroked it tenderly. No one spoke, we just looked each other in the eyes. I love those moments, I feel like it's just me and her. I stand up a little from my chair and kiss her hand.

"Look at these dykes, they disgust me. We are leaving Amsterdam to stop seeing them but they are also in Paris... The world is really going to-" I don't accept that. I stand up and look at the elderly couple sitting on a table in front of me.

"Who do you think you are? We're not in the 1800s anymore old girl, if you have a problem with that, stay home and watch tapes." I saw Quinn put her head in her hands with a sigh, her back to the elderly couple.

"It's okay San, stop. Ignore them."

"Yes, listen to your thing that would go to hell just like you and ignore us NORMAL people. You should be ashamed." Bitch.

"It's a shame because my girlfriend and I are proud to be who we are, old lady. Look, it's free." I don't know what this sudden courage to make a scene is but I grabbed Quinn's neck and kissed her passionately. I heard some people applauding and others laughing while this shitty couple made noises of disgust. Assholes. I detached myself from Quinn so that we could breathe and kissed her tenderly once again. The old couple get up and leave the boat, mumbling things. I smile at my victory as I look at my blonde who was all red. I sit back down in my seat and a waiter comes to take our order. Quinn didn't speak much, just the words that were necessary for the young waiter. But despite this, she still had her shy little smile. "Have you lost your tongue?" I ask her once the young man leaves.

"You called me your girlfriend." She smiled even wider as I blushed in turn. Shit, it actually came out on its own.

"Uh- I... Yes." I don't know what to say. We act like a couple and everything but we never made it official. I hope she doesn't mind me saying that. My heart starts to beat fast. Really fast. "Sorry, I-"

"I love you." She squeezes my hand. "And I'd love to be your girlfriend." I don't think a bigger smile than mine right now can exist.

"I'm so happy." I whisper. I move forward a little to kiss her gently. "I love you too." My true love and freedom came at my thirty-fourth but I don't mind because I have everything to be happy now. I have a great girlfriend who loves me unconditionally and a son stubborn, but  he's also great. Noah is out of my life and so is his secret and that's fine. I would wait a little longer before telling Quinn what his job is. Noah would take care of telling Marcos. I don't intend to hide anything from them anymore.

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A/N Hey, this story is over. I hope you enjoyed it.