When Quinn stepped out of the room with fluffy slippers on her feet she found that the common area was empty and the door to Leif's room was closed. She walked over to the mini fridge and opened it before taking out a juice box.
Because of the whole incident she hadn't eaten anything so she picked the first thing she could get her hands on.
With her head lowered she sucked on the straw while scrolling through the messages her mother sent her.
She was so immersed in the gossip her mother was spewing that she didn't hear the closed door open softly.
It was only after Leif spoke that she realised he was here. "Here, were these," he said holding a box with a pair of sparkly court shoes.
"Thank you," she said as she reached over to take the box away but instead of placing it in her hand, Leif placed it on top of the counter before turning back while fixing his collar.
Just now he had developed the inexplicable urge to crouch down and help her put on the heels. Once he realised that he couldn't help but distance himself from her.
Quinn sat down by the couch and put on her heels while glancing back at the counter to check on her forgotten juice box. When she looked back she found Leif standing there staring at her hard like a lion stealthily lying in the tall grass in the safari stalking its prey.
Quinn's heart jolted in fright but she quickly came back to herself and asked, "What?"
Leif realised he had been staring for so long thus he looked away and said,
"Nothing... you look, you look great."
He felt a little weird after saying that. He had never complemented anyone on their physical appearance ever. There were only a handful of people that he had complemented and it wasn't on how they looked but their achievements.
Quinn was the first person he had complemented and it felt so weird that it left a weird taste in his mouth.
Quinn's eyes widened her heart pounding a little faster than usual. She controlled her expression in order not to make him feel embarrassed and stood up while saying, "Thank you... you look handsome. Not that you dont look handsome. You always do but today you especially good... What am I even saying?" she whispered the latter sentence with a disbelieving look in her eyes.
She wanted to complement him back as per coutesy but when she opened her mouth, she found herself yammering on like she was nervous about something.
"Sorry, I am talking a...," she said about to apologise for speaking so much when she saw Leif picking up her juice box as his foot stepped on the bin to toss it.
"Ahhh, no I still want it. I am so hungry," she said while trying ti grab back what had been plundered but Leif raised his hand high up preventing her from getting it.
"You!... That is so childish," she said jumping up and down while trying to grab it back. Quinn wasn't short, in fact, she could be consider above average when compared to most women but there was a cast difference between their heights.
She jumped a few times but failed. Leif who was usually the mature of the two suddenly began to act immature. He lowered his hand and just as Quinn was about to grab the juice box out of his hand he raised his arm again.
This happened two more times before her heel slipped and she unexpectedly fell forward her lips pressing against Leif's adam's apple His adam's apple rolled subconsciously and Quinn felt it rub past her lips making her muscle tense up.
Leif, "..."
Quinn, "..."
"Fuck," she swore while moving her head back with her hands covering her mouth in shock. An eerie silence ensued when like the calm just before a storm.
"I am sorry," she said but this awkwardness between them lingered on even as they had their dinner.
Unable to bear the silence Quinn ordered some wine and downed the first glass like a drowning fish desperate for water.
There was no way she was having this dinner sober. Seeing her glass almost empty the enthusiastic waiter walked over intending to pour out a second glass when a hand hovered above her wine glass.
"A glass water please," said Leif has voice deep and authoritative.
Quinn, "..."
Seeing that he was the boss she didn't say anything. She just poked her appetizer with a fork like that would bring the shrimp to life.
As soon as the waiter left after he brought back a glass of water, Quinn said, "Were my lips that disgusting? You know I heard that kissing especially French kissing is quite good for you," feeling a little numb in her cheeks.
Leif completely focused on the wrong point. He was more interest in what a French kiss was than why kissing was good for anyone.
"What is French kissing? I thought kissing was just kissing?" he asked genuinely curious.
Quinn who didn't expect him to ask that smiled amusedly as she leaned forward.
"If you like I can show you," she said and Leif back stiffened as he leaned back into his seat.
He didn't bother responding his answer clearly written in his eyes. Quinn chuckled softly and said, "Let me demonstrate with these shrimp or is it shrimps?... Anyway, when a girl shrimp and a boy shrimp like each other they," while bringing the two shrimp together for an R rated scene.
"Don't play with your food," said Lief his voice stern and full of warning.
Quinn spared the shrimp and said, "Its when you kiss with your tongue," speaking bluntly and fast like ripping off a band aid.
Leif who had no idea such a think exited said, "Kissing alone is gross and yet there is one that involves the tongue now?"
"You can't say it's gross unless of you have tried it," she said finding it interesting that Leif found kissing gross yet he had probably never kissed anyone.
She raised her glass and took a sip of the icy water only for her to choke in the next second after he said, "Yes, I have." Quinn couldn't believe it. How could this rigged tough man possibly have kissed anyone? Who in this world could have possibly been that brave, brave enough to actually kiss Leif on the lips and survive.
The answer was right in front of her but she didn't know that at all. "So you... you got kissed by a breathing human and they lived to tell the tale?" she asked very curious to know more. When her lip touched Leif's cheek and adam's apple be ran off to wash with antibiotics soap and warm water which she expected but found rather irritating. She only imagine how the girl who kissed Leif felt when he almost rinse his mouth with hand soap after a kiss.
"She lived but she isn't talking," said Leif his gaze fixed on her.