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QUINN IS ASLEEP. In my house. In my clothes. On my couch. On me. Her legs were lying on my lap and her head slumped against my chest. This girl was going to destroy me, every time I've come in contact with her my heart beats her name.
I've never felt this way about anyone, no girl has ever had my heart in this loop of constant euphoria. My stomach in knots and my lungs crying out for her air.
It was as terrifying as it was exhilarating, a rollercoaster of emotions and the fear of it stopping.
Every time I knew I would be seeing her I thought the feelings would disappear. They did not. Instead they grew stronger, and in her absence my body and soul yearned for her presence.
I slowly and gently pushed her body down so she was laying on her side before squishing myself between the couch and her. I wrapped an arm around her waist, spooning her before resting my head on her shoulder.
I inhaled her scent, vanilla and smoke. I buried my face in her neck before I felt her twitching. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, I looked at her face and she was sweating. I placed my hand on her forehead and she freezing.
She's shivering. How? The heat is blasting, she's swimming in my hoodie, and my body pressed up to her is making me feverish.
"Quinn" I whispered, I didn't want to wake her up. I didn't want this moment to end any time soon.
I nudged her and she started stirring. "Baby, wake up." I ran my hand down her face and her eyes fluttered open. My lips turned up at the corners, she looked up at me and seemed confused.
"You're shivering and you look pale as a ghost, you look stunning, but are you sick? Is this about your mam and the baby?"
Quinn shakes her head, "can I have some water?" Her voice is so small it makes my heart ache. I'm out of my seat in an embarrassingly short time.
When I come back she has her knees tucked into her chest and she hugging herself, making herself warmer. I hand her the water and she chugs it down before placing the cup on the table.
"Do you want me to raise the heat? You need a pair of sweatpants? What can I do?" She turns her head and looks at me.
Quinn looks so... sad. I suppose it's normal, she just lost her future baby brother. Her lips are pouting a little and eyes are drooping. She lets out a ragged breath, and then she just stares at me.
Time seems to slow down and all that exists is this moment. Just me and her. No words needed to be said, just looking in her eyes was enough.
"You're a good guy, Johnny." Her voice cracks, and she moves over and wraps her arms around my neck and buries her face in my chest. Quinn sighs before burying herself deeper, nuzzling into me.
I don't hesitate before I wrap my arms around her and pull her closer. She moves closer to me if possible, as if she's trying to bury herself in me. I'm meeting her halfway, with one arm wrapped around her waist I pull her so she's straddling me and hold her head on my chest. One of her hands is lost in my hair and the other is resting on my hip.
"I should probably go," she whispers but makes no attempt to move.
I hum, "I'll drive you," I whisper but I hold her tighter. She's so cold. It doesn't make any sense. Then it dawns on me. Something Hughie said to me a while ago.
Drugs. He had warned me that she might be mixed up with drugs. Shit. Is that why her eyes were always red?
My body tenses and I know she feels it. Quinn pulls away from me and looks me in the eye. "I have to leave, I have to check on my mam." Then she's gone.
Her guard is back up and I know it's time to let her go. "I'll go get your clothes," and then I'm upstairs. Her clothes are now dry and I pick them up.
Fifteen minutes later and we're sitting in my car. The rain has stopped and she let Joey know I was driving her.
"You can pick out a tape to put in if you want." She rifles through them for a minute before putting one in. Heaven by Bryan Adam's starts playing lowly.
I can tell she's fighting the urge to sing along by the way she's tapping her thigh. It takes everything in me not to put my hand on her thigh. They're just so...
Something about those fucking thighs has me reeling. The rest of the drive is slow but once we reach her house it's obvious she's hesitant to leave.
"I'm sorry. For whatever I did." Quinn whispers, and I let out a sigh.
"You did nothing wrong, it's just..." I can't exactly reprimand her for doing drugs. I have no idea what she's going through, but I'm determined to figure it out. "Do you want to go to Biddies with me? Tomorrow night."
If she's confused she doesn't show it, she undoes her seatbelt and turns to face me. "You asking me out on a date Mr. Sunshine?"
I let out a chuckle, grateful to have her back. "I don't know angel, do you want it to be a date?" Please say yes.
Quinn flashes me a grin, "we'll see Kav. Pick me up at 8:00, a minute late and I'm not going."
"You got it." I shoot back but she's already halfway out the door. I make sure she gets inside before speeding away.
AUTHORS NOTE So it's been awhile... New Year's resolution is to finish this book so we'll see how that goes. Sorry this a little rushed I just wanted to get a chapter out. Please vote and comment it gives me motivation!