"She had me so worried."

"Me too."

"That must be awful."

"I know. If anything like that happened to you, I don't know what I would do." Zac said, ruffling Quinn's dark hair.

"Same here." She said. They were in the den, later that evening, trying to find something to watch in order to take their minds off of Angela.

They were laying side by side on the couch, and Quinn was resting her head on his chest, her arm flung agross his stomach. His arm was behind her, reaching up to play mindlessly with her hair.

"Ike looked like he was getting ready to have a panic attack."

"I thought he was going to."

"Yeah." Quinn said. They were quiet for a few minutes, listening to the quiet TV.

"God, what would I do if that or something worse happend to you? I would be such a mess." Zac said.

"Really?" Quinn asked.

"Hell yes." He said. "You're my world, Quinn Robinson."

She lifted her head off his chest to look at him. "You're mine, Zac Hanson."

They both smiled and kissed softly, then Zac leaned back against the couch as Quinn's tongue ran across his lips as if they were candy.

Quinn pulled away from him and smiled. "What a kiss." She said with a laugh.

"Every kiss is a 'what a kiss'." He said.

"Oh really?"

"Yep. Kisses in general."

"Depends." Quinn said.

"What do you mean?"

"A kiss on the mouth is a kiss, a kiss anywhere else is just nothing."

"Wanna bet?" Zac asked, sitting up.

"Yes." Quinn said, sitting up to face him, the blanket from the couch still draped around her shoulers.

They both laughed, and Zac leaned forward and kissed her mouth again. After a few short kisses on her lips, he made his way to her ear, softly pecking it, then moving down.

"See?" Quinn said.

"See what?" He mumbled, kissing her neck.

"A kiss is a kiss, but a kiss anywhere else is just lips."

"Don't you like my lips?" He asked, pulling away to pout at her.

"I like your lips. When they're on mine." She said.

"As do I." He said. He leaned down and kissed her chest, then slid his lips slowly up to kiss her coloarbone.

"How about that?" He mumbled, letting his tongue graze her skin.

Quinn smiled, closing her eyes. "Ummm......you're getting warmer." She said.

Zac laughed and kept going. "How about this?" He asked, kissing her neck.

"Getting warmer...." she mumbled.

Zac pulled back her hair and softly kissed just behind her ear. He smiled when he felt her shudder and sigh.

He pulled away and she opened her eyes. They both grinned. "I take it that hit the spot." He said.

"Maybe." She said.

"I'll have to remember that." He said with a grin.

Quinn giggled nervously and looked shyly at her hands.

"What's this?" He asked.

"What's what?" She asked, giggling.

"This shyness. My Quinn isn't shy. Ever." He said laughing. He reached up to touch her cheek.

"Why are you suddenly shy?"

"I don't know." She said softly, still grinning.

Zac looked at her intently for a few moments. "I really love to kiss you."

"Why?" She asked, cocking her head sideways.

"Because I wanted to do it so badly for so long."

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