No Strings Attached

5

"How was your sleepover?"

"Shh, don't wake up Quinn."

"Quinn sleeps like a bear. She's worse than you."

"We were up late."

"Gross."

"No, not that. We were talking."

Quinn took a deep breath as she walked out of her room into the living room. "Morning."

"Morning, Quinn." Finn said, smirking at Noah.

"Morning." Noah said. "How'd you sleep?"

"Like a bear." Quinn answered, smiling at the boys. "What are you two up to today?"

"Rachel's gonna come over." Finn responded. "She wants to meet you."

"Uh oh." Noah teased, looking at Quinn.

"Well, she can meet me when Noah and I get back." Quinn said.

"When we get back?" Noah repeated.

"Yeah, didn't you promise me breakfast?" Quinn asked.

"It's almost noon." Noah noted.

"So?" Quinn wondered.

"So let's get go breakfast." Noah said as he stood up. "See you later, Finn."

-

After Quinn showered, she and Noah went to a diner for breakfast.

"So..." Quinn said. "Did you tell Finn?"

"Not yet." Noah replied. "I thought we could tell him together. Whenever you're ready to start telling people."

Quinn nodded. "How long are you gonna stay in New York?"

"As long as you want me to." Noah responded.

"Noah, I'm serious." Quinn said. "You have a career and a life in L.A."

"Well, I'm gonna have a kid here." Noah shrugged, lowering his voice.

Quinn looked at him.

"I'll postpone my album and finish it in, like, a year or two." Noah shrugged.

"You're making an album?" Quinn asked.

Noah nodded. "My third one."

"When is it supposed to be done?" Quinn questioned Noah.

"It's supposed to be finished in December and then it'll be released in the Spring." Noah explained.

"So go back to L.A. and finish it." Quinn ordered. "Come back in December."

Noah looked at her.

"I'll only be, like, three months by then." Quinn pointed out.

"I can't just leave." Noah said.

"You're not. I can handle things on my own until then." Quinn promised.

"Why don't you come to L.A. with me?" Noah suggested. "That way I'll be around. And you can take a break from working."

"What about New York? Everyone is here." Quinn stated. "My mom lives on Long Island."

"She can come visit." Noah told Quinn. "And she can stay with us as often or as long as you want."

"Noah, we need to slow down for a minute." Quinn noted. "We barely know each other."

"So come with me to L.A. and we can get to know each other over the next few months before the baby's here and then we'll figure out this parenting thing together." Noah offered.

Quinn bit her lip.

"At least think about it."