“I should have called Chris or Henry. I don’t know what I was thinking calling you.” Quinn sighed.
Sebastian chuckled. “Oh come on! You called me because you needed some comic relief. I gotcha back, bro.”
“Stop being an ass,” Quinn muttered and hit the down button on the elevator.
“Alright, fine.” Sebastian huffed.
Quinn and Sebastian talked for a few more minutes before Quinn hung up with him. Sebastian was insane. He definitely made the right choice in calling him. He did need a laugh after everything that happened to him in the past couple of days. Quinn walked into the little shop in the lobby and found the condoms. They only had a few to pick from. No biggie. They had ultra-sensitive ones that would work just fine. He grabbed two 3-pack boxes and went to pay.
He returned to his room to find Margot sitting on the bed, eating her dinner while watching TV. Quinn’s food was on the table. His stomach rumbled loud enough that she glanced over at him with a surprised look on her face. He scowled at her and walked over to the table. He decided to sit there and eat since he got a burger and didn’t want to make a mess on the bed. After eating and placing the tray with the empty plates outside the door, Quinn and Margot settled on the bed together to watch TV before going to sleep. Margot forfeited the remote to him after he held his hand out for it for a good five minutes. He had to stifle a smile when she had muttered something in French, most likely a curse, and slapped the remote into his hand. Quinn flipped through the channels until he found a movie that he thought both of them could enjoy, Lethal Weapon 4.
Half an hour into the movie, Margot started giggling, but it wasn’t a funny part or anything. When Quinn looked over at her, she was covering her mouth and nose with one hand while waving the other in front of her. He couldn’t hide his shock. No fucking way!
“Margot! You did not just fart!” Quinn exclaimed. He was absolutely dumbfounded. No woman has ever farted in front of him, not even his mom.
“I am sorry!” She laughed. “You would have never known if it did not smell!”
Quinn burst out laughing. He caught a whiff and laughed harder as he clapped a hand over his nose. It wasn’t that bad, but he decided to play along. He was laughing so hard that he had tears running down his face. He couldn’t remember the last time he laughed until he cried. Margot too was laughing so hard that she had tears running down her face. She gave him a playful shove, which only made it harder for him to breathe.
He just couldn’t believe that Margot farted. It was true that he never would have known if it did not smell, and it’s not like she could have blamed it on anyone else because it was just the two of them in the room. Margot was completely unashamed though. She didn’t look embarrassed at all. She just thought it was funny. He absolutely loved that about her. People farted, it happened, no reason to be ashamed about it. Quinn would bet his savings account that if any other woman did that in front of him, they would have balled their eyes out in mortification.
As their laughter slowly died, they both wiped tears from their faces. Quinn looked over at Margot as she continued to snicker. He couldn’t help himself; he reached over, threaded his fingers through the silky hair at the base of her skull, and pulled her into a hungry kiss. Margot sucked in a sharp breath through her nose as she melted against him. Her hands tentatively settled on his shoulders. Quinn waited for his usual feeling of unease to force him to remove her hands, but it never came. He kissed her with renewed fervor.
“I guess I should fart more often if this is the reaction I will get,” Margot murmured when they broke apart for air.
Quinn laughed, and then went back to kissing her. She moaned as her fingers moved to tease the hair at the back of his head. Quinn growled low. Her touch felt so good, so right, and he wanted more. He used his body to push her down onto the bed, and wedged his hips between hers, as he covered her body with his. He was so caught up in the kiss that he didn’t realize that her hand trailed down to his ass until it was too late. She gave one cheek a squeeze and that was it, full-blown panic consumed him.
Quinn tore his mouth away from hers and let out a hoarse cry that sounded terrified even to his own ears. He scrambled off her so fast that he fell off the bed, landing on his ass. He scurried back until his back slammed into the wall. He sat there panting for a moment before he pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. Quinn dropped his forehead to his knees as he tried to slow his breathing and pounding heart.