Trials of Sinn

by pheobeobia

Recovering from Rachel's latest 'scandel', Finn finds himself being pulled in Santana's direction. He doesn't know what's going on or what he's doing but Santana seems to be enjoying herself.

1. Preface

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Preface:

She was there, leaning against the doorframe of his hotel room. He gaped at her as she pulled the towel closer to her body.

"Finnocence, do you have a hair-dryer?" Santana asked, flipping her wet hair over shoulder. He tore his gaze away from her painstakingly and walked to the bathroom quickly, finding the hair-dryer that the hotel stocked the bathrooms with. He game back out and handed it to her. She smiled at him and then opened the adjoining door from his room to hers and closed it behind her. Didn't she realize what the fuck she just did to him?

She probably did. She was probably laughing about it with Quinn at the very moment. Shit. Finn felt that image burning in his head. God, didn't she have a hair-dryer in her bathroom, or did she do that just to torture and tease the crap out of him?