The Life Of Quinn Black | ✔️

XXI

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May the fourth be with you! x

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The games lasted all night. Christiano had gotten drunk off his ass and refused to sit down until he went up against Quinn so for everyone's sake-she did. And lost. Repeatedly.

"Lexi doesn't have moves like this, huh?" Christiano snickered before nailing one of the bonus moves.

Quinn had missed hers, and struggled slightly to catch up. "Shit," She grunted. "Is this on expert or something?"

Christiano stopped and turned to her during the freestyle. "This is beginner, Quinn."

"You're not even sweating," She huffed. "I just-I need some water." Quinn walked away. "And a break."

"Ah, C'mon!"

Alexander chuckled at her when she appeared in the kitchen. "You look stunning, baby."

She only held up a finger and shook her head, before snagging a water from the fridge.

On the contrary, Quinn had no idea where she might have deposited her shoes, her clean updo was now only a mere mess, and she couldn't stop sweating. She consumed the water in such hefty gulps that by the time she set the bottle down to catch her breath, most of the water was gone.

"I wish you could dance with me like that," Alexander spoke, referring to the indeed, stupid game.

"You're funny," Quinn feigned amusement. "I'm not going back out there-it's dangerous."

He laughed, "What's so dangerous about Christiano and a dancing game?"

She huffed, with a small pout. "I don't know, but I used to think I was in shape and now," She shook her head before letting it tip backwards. "Now, I feel like I've just been sitting on the couch."

"I know you didn't just give up," Christiano strolled into the kitchen and grabbed a couple cookies.

Quinn looked to Alexander with an exasperated expression of need. He grinned and turned away. "Christi, man, we've got to go."

"Go?" He frowned. "You just got here-what? You'll only be in for today?"

"Yeah, I figured we could take a drive on out to see nonna."

Quinn perked up at this.

The two of them said their goodbyes to everyone who stuck around.

"This had better not be the last time I see you, Miss. Quinn." Sebastian pulled her into a hug.

"It won't," She smiled assuringly.

Seb then embraced Alexander. "Hold onto her, man, cause I see it in your eyes- the both of you." Quinn didn't even bother to try and decipher what they were saying in their intimate moment. Instead she busied herself with trying to find her shoes.

Alexander appeared at the door where Quinn stood waiting, heels in hand.

They strolled out to the car in a comfortable silence until they both settled in and Quinn turned to him, amused. "When were you going to tell me I would be meeting your Grandma, Mr. Irons?"

They pulled up outside of a church early that Sunday morning. "This is the best way to be in good graces with my Grandmother," Alexander had stated as he took Quinn's hand and led her up the steps.