As planned, Quinn had waited for her to change out of her performance clothes and back into hers before leading her down the street toward a small vegan restaurant in the neighborhood. The air was cooler than usual and at the first shivers, the blonde had taken her own jacket off and draped it over the brunette's shoulders, who melted at the gentle gesture and held onto the girl's fingers a little tighter.
When the pair walked inside the restaurant, Rachel couldn't help but notice the cozy setting and how the whole place was bathed in the light coming from the candles on the tables and dim lamps on the walls. It felt so private and homey, at the same time. The young waitress led them to their table and Quinn kept on holding onto her hand, leading her toward their designed seat before pulling the chair out for her to sit onto.
"Your performance was quite stunning, Rachel." The blonde sat across from her and wore a proud smile, as she remembered the brunette singing and acting on stage. "You are a natural performer, no other place you'd probably belong to."
"Thank you, Quinn." The brunette looked down at her menu, suddenly shy for being on the receiving end of so any truthful comments. The blonde escort just brushed the tip of her pinky over her knuckles, not wanting to force her to stare back at her but still making sure she knew she was there and not going anywhere.
"Are you ready to place orders?" The waitress smiled at both girls, specifically at Quinn who surely had caught her eye when she walked inside. "Do I know you from somewhere? You look very familiar." The young red haired woman turned toward the blonde escort, who looked at her surprised to be so bluntly hit on while on a date with Rachel.
"I don't think so, no." Quinn slipped her fingers between Rachel's, calming the girl enough to prevent to jump the waitress' throat in the middle of the restaurant. "Did you choose what to eat, honey?" She smiled at the brunette, who put on a wide and very fake smile and turned toward the annoyed waitress.
"I'd like the vegan cabbage rolls, with the potatoes salad on the side. No vinegar or garlic flavored sauce, I plan to kiss my date plenty of times later on." The singer smirked at the waitress who nodded shortly and turned toward the other girl, who tried not to laugh too hard at the cute way Rachel handled the "competitor".
"I'll have the stir fry and the vegan lasagna, thanks." The older woman gave the menu back and turned toward the NYADA starlet, who bore eyes into the waitress' head as she walked away. "Don't mind her. Tonight is about you and me, no one else." Quinn squeezed her hand and kissed her knuckles gently.
"I am sorry. I just dislike when people cross boundaries and do not behave in a professional way." Rachel turned to stare back at Quinn, who nodded and kept on smiling as if nothing had even happened. "I missed spending time with you and I am glad we are finally giving this a shot, although it took us longer than I had expected."
"You know what I always say? Patience is a virtue." The blonde chuckled at the pout spreading on the girl's face, who crossed her arms over her chest and huffed in protest. She was definitely the cutest she had ever seen.
Time seemed to fly by and besides the brief waitress accident, things had gone very smoothly between them for the rest of the date. Quinn had paid for the tab and escorted her outside, being a natural gentlewoman who was very attentive of everything about her. Rachel wasn't surprised, though. She knew the blonde had gotten a strict education while growing up and despite having run away from that small town and close minded people, she still carried with her some of those life values.
"So when did you get the idea of coming here, of all the places?" Rachel held onto Quinn's hand, playing with her long fingers as they walked back toward the blonde's place, to retrieve her car and take the singer home.
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Such great heights
FanfictionRachel is sexually frustrated cause her boyfriend can't satisfy her. Enters Quinn, professional escort. Warning: G!P Quinn + some mentions of Finchel Flashbacks are in Italics