July 26, 2012

Tans - Round 24

Quincy hugged his Dad, clapping him on the back.  "Good to see you, Dad!" he said.   

"Good to see you, too, son," Quinn said happily.  He'd missed his boys! Although, the time away with just him and Jenny had been rejuvenating, as well.

Smiling at Quentin, he said, "You too, come over here and give me a big hug."

Quentin laughed as his Dad pulled him into a big hug.

"Hey Dad, I was meaning to ask  you. Do you mind if Quentin moves in with us?"

"It's not the same without him," Quinn said, fully meaning it.  He couldn't imagine his life without his three boys.  Even though none of them were fully related, they considered themselves the Three Musketeers.  Quincy was his & Jenny's son, Quentin was his & Camilla's son & their youngest, Kurt, who was away at college, was Jenny's & Curtis's son.  What a messy web all their deceit had caused.

"Told you he'd say yes," Quincy said as he rough-housed with Quentin as they went inside. 

"Oh yeah, like I was worried!"

Quincy punched at Quentin's arm.  "Froggy punch!  Please! You know I'm the favorite son!"

"Froggy punch back!" Quentin called as he sucker punched Quincy's shoulder.  "He likes me way more!"

"Boys! Quit rough housing inside! You might break something," Jenny said teasingly. 

"Jenny!" Quentin said greeting her. 

"It's good to have you back," she said, brushing a kiss across his cheek.  (Aw, Camilla had the option for a family kiss with Quentin even though they're not related by blood! He really is like a son to her!)

Quincy was soon on the phone inviting some friends over to party now that they were back in town.

"Who invited her?" Quentin wondered when he saw the pretty blonde dancing up a storm.  He had to meet her!

Quincy hugged Chantel when she finally arrived.  "I've missed you!" he said as he pulled her into his arms.   She was so incredibly passionate and sexy!

It looked like baby brother Kurt was getting some love tonight, too, Quincy thought.


Quentin was smitten.  "Hey, my brothers & I were talking about heading downtown. Do you want to go?"

"Sure," Sophie smiled.  "Anywhere but Midnight Flows!"

"Really? I heard that was the hip new club!" Quentin said, surprised.

Sophie made a face.  "Yeah, but I work there," she said grinning.

"Ah, that makes sense!" Quentin laughed.  "Anywhere by Midnight Flows, it is!"  Turning to Kurt, he called out, "Hey, you coming?"

Kurt leaned over and whispered in Sophie's ear, nodding.  "Yeah, we're coming, too!"

The Three Muskateers Snagged Three Awesome Dates...

Quincy woke up with the light streaming through the window and realized that Chantel had wound up spending the night. Whoa... he didn't know how he felt about that.  He was crazy about her.. but for some reason, he just felt like he needed some space.  Maybe it was because he'd rushed into an engagement with her sister... or maybe because of her sister... who knew! 

He just wanted to keep things light and casual...

Quentin stared in the mirror and mentally pumped himself up.  "You can do this,"  he told his reflection.

Hearing the doorbell, he headed towards his future.

"Thanks for coming over," Quentin said, stroking her face.  "I can't get you out of my head!"

Sophie reached up and pressed a kiss on his palm.  "I can't stop thinking about you, either."

Pulling the ring out of his pocket, he set it on the table next to her plate...

Nervously, he waited for her response. 

"Yes!" Sophie grinned as she slipped the ring on her finger.

"Thanks for coming, Mom," Quentin told Camilla as she walked in.  "It's good to see you."

Camilla smiled.  "I'm glad you're happy here," she told him.  "You always were your father's child!"

Quentin kissed her cheek.  "I'm your child, too! But, now! A toast!"

Glasses clinked.  "A toast to my beautiful fiance and to our wedding night!"

Quentin slipped the ring on Sophie's finger, amazed that he'd found the love of his life just by chance!  He wondered what turns his life might've taken if he'd never met Sophie that day...

Quincy smiled and held up a glass as they enjoyed the wedding cake.  "A toast to Quentin & Sophie! May they keep their happiness safely behind closed doors!"

A chorus of cheers rang out as family & friends chimed in.

"At last! I thought they'd never leave!" Quentin said as he cradled him new wife in his arms.

Camilla fixed her make-up as Quinn sat on the toilet.  "So, what do you think about Quentin & Sophie?" she asked.

Quinn made a noncomittal sound. 

"I think it was pretty quick, but they seem really good together," she added.

"Uh huh," Quinn said as he flipped the page on the newspaper.

Camilla sighed when she realized that Quinn wasn't going to comment on it.  

"Despite the years, the ups, the downs, we've made it this far," Quinn said.  "And between all the mundane and the romantic, we've managed to our love..."

Jenny pulled Quinn into a hug.  "I love you so much," she told him.

Quinn buried his face in Jenny's shoulder, feeling the sting of tears when he thought about what a full, crazy life they'd had.  He wouldn't have missed a minute of it!

God, Quincy thought.  Get a room! All the sappy love was flowing around the house!  Dad didn't have time for him since  he was busy making up for lost time with Mom... Quentin didn't have time for him because he was busy being a newlywed.  It was boring!

"Hey, wanna go toss the ball around a few times?" Quentin asked.

"Oh?! Now you have time for me?" Quincy asked sullenly.

"What's the matter with you?" Quentin asked, put out.

"Nothing.  It's just sappy, that's all! You should have seen Mom & Dad acting like teenagers making out & then scurrying to their room to do it..."
 
Camilla grinned as she held Quinn's hand in front of the closet.  "This closet sure has gotten it's use, hasn't it?" she asked.

Quinn reached over and patted the wood. "Yup, good solid wood & freshly oiled hinges."

"You did not oil the hinges did you?!" Camilla asked in surprise.

"Sure! Wanted to keep this baby in top form!"

Camilla giggled. "You are such a silly, silly man!"  Quinn bent over at the waist.  "Quinn! What are you doing?"

It wasn't until he'd toppled over completely that Jenny had known something was seriously wrong...

Goodbye Quinn!

"Noooooo!" Jenny screamed until she was hoarse.  "You can't leave me here alone!"  Dropping to her knees next to her husband she cried, "You can't leave me here...."

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