He flirted. She flirted. Both of them used pet names. Yes, there were more than likely many, many rumors flying around --and what tickled Quinn pink was that they were probably all false! She hadn't slept with him. She had no plans to sleep with him (not that she would've minded, but it would've added an interesting weight to their current relationship.. and she really didn't want to screw up what they had going).
"I haven't babysat since my summers at college. I nannied to make money." And it had been a LOT of money. Upwards of $1000 a week. Not that she had needed it, given the trust fund her parents had set up for her. But that had been her hard-earned cash. And it had allowed her not to touch that account (which had annoyed her Father to no end). " But I'll babysit with you, if you'd like."
She laughed as he 'frosted' one of her locks and then melted it.. before carefully extricating herself from his lap and coming around behind him, letting her tiny, strong fingers work their own sort of magic on his shoulders. "Maybe. If you say please," she murmured, placing a quick row of kisses up the column of his neck.