"Jesus, that hurt like sh-" Santana growled as she sat down on the sofa clutching her foot.
"Santana! We talked about this. What's rule number 3?" Rachel said as she placed her hands on her hips.
Santana rolled her eyes and sat back.
"No profanities."
"Good. Do I need to remind you of the rules we set in place especially for you?"
Santana shook her head and say back as she tried to watch the TV.
"Perhaps you should remind her." Quinn smirked as she jumped onto the sofa. Santana shot her a death glare and Quinn held up her hands in surrender.
"Rule number 1: no talk of sex while the kids are around." Rachel said as she stood infront of the TV.
"Rule number 2: no making out with Brittany until the kids are asleep."
"What. That's not fair. You always do that." Santana tried to defend herself.
"Okay then, no making out of any kind from anyone until the kids are asleep." Quinn just stood there looking at her wife as her jaw hit the ground.
"Rule number 3: no profanities."
"I know, I know can we stop now. I'm missing my brother play." Rachel moved away from the TV and Santana watched as her brother Mychal scored a touchdown. "YES YOU RAIDERS. I TOLD YOU QUINN. You owe me 20 bucks." Rachel just laughed as she cuddled into her wife.