Quinn wasn't sure what it was, but there was something throwing her off about this whole thing. Either Sebastian's personality had totally changed, or there was a guy who looked just like him and was totally into girls. This guy's attitude was so different to anything she remembered from Sebastian, and it was confusing the hell out of her. What the hell had happened? She knew that crazy stuff happened, and there was that saying that everyone had a twin somewhere, and maybe she was just confused and this wasn't Sebastian at all? But that was stupid. She'd know that face anywhere, and that face? Belonged to Sebastian Smyth. At this point, she had been trying not to cry, but now she was just pissed off, because this whole thing was messing with her head altogether too much. Quinn was a law student. She liked things cut and dried and simple. There was nothing cut and dried and simple about this at all.
Then he was apologizing, and that sent up a huge red flag. This couldn't be Sebastian. Apologizing wasn't his way, but fucked if he wasn't doing it. Trying not to let her anger and frustration get the better of her, Quinn turned to face him full on and put her hands up. "Stop. Just stop for a minute, okay, because this is fucking with my head. I... I was drunk, but I did want to do what we did. I just... When I woke up and saw it was you, I was pretty damn sure that you were doing more than just drinking. But... Oh, God... It's really not you, is it? You're not... You're not him."
She realized pretty quickly that she probably sounded even more crazy from that comment, and shook her head as if trying to shake her thoughts back into order. "What's your name?" she finally asked. "Just... just bear with me, here..." This was absolutely beyond her, but if it had been Sebastian, he wouldn't have wanted her to call, or been almost hurt that she didn't. It wasn't his way, and honestly, if Sebastian had woken up in bed with a girl, she was pretty fucking sure that he would want to forget the whole thing, and as quickly as possible. But Christ, now she had to think about the fact that she might be pregnant, and realize that it was entirely possible that the father wasn't who she thought it was at all, and Jesus what a mess.
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Then he was apologizing, and that sent up a huge red flag. This couldn't be Sebastian. Apologizing wasn't his way, but fucked if he wasn't doing it. Trying not to let her anger and frustration get the better of her, Quinn turned to face him full on and put her hands up. "Stop. Just stop for a minute, okay, because this is fucking with my head. I... I was drunk, but I did want to do what we did. I just... When I woke up and saw it was you, I was pretty damn sure that you were doing more than just drinking. But... Oh, God... It's really not you, is it? You're not... You're not him."
She realized pretty quickly that she probably sounded even more crazy from that comment, and shook her head as if trying to shake her thoughts back into order. "What's your name?" she finally asked. "Just... just bear with me, here..." This was absolutely beyond her, but if it had been Sebastian, he wouldn't have wanted her to call, or been almost hurt that she didn't. It wasn't his way, and honestly, if Sebastian had woken up in bed with a girl, she was pretty fucking sure that he would want to forget the whole thing, and as quickly as possible. But Christ, now she had to think about the fact that she might be pregnant, and realize that it was entirely possible that the father wasn't who she thought it was at all, and Jesus what a mess.