She pulled away then with an amused look on her face, surprised that he still remembered going out at random hours of the night to buy things in order to satisfy her cravings. “I’ve got to applaud you on that, though,” she said as she rested her arms on his shoulders. “Not many people would find a place that would make guacamole from scratch and make sure it had bacon bits in it.” She leaned down and kissed him again, lingering for just a moment. “You were too good to me, you know that? Better than anyone else,” she assured him. Whispering in his ear, she said, “Maybe we could do all of that again, before I hit forty.”
“Yea well, I learned not to say no. After the first time, you woke me up at three in the fucking morning claiming you wanted bacon cheese fries. That bruise I got from you literally kicking me off the bed was there for like a week,” he smirked before she kissed him again. His eyes widened a bit, though, when she said she wanted to do it all again. Sure, he’d love that, but he was just shocked. If anyone told him nine years ago that he’d actually be considering having another kid with Quinn Fabray, he would’ve laughed in their face. “Maybe…” he mumbled before winking up at her, “We should practice for a little while first though.”
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He took a moment to glance over her form. He knew she was, or at least, used to be, self conscious about her stretch...
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There was no one who could drive her wild with just a simple touch and kiss like Puck. She had tried throughout the...
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