Chapter 1 – Initial Contact, Instant Chemistry

Santana was not a morning person.. Never has been, never will be; however, there was no way she could sleep in today. Her boss had been extremely clear about today's meeting. She dragged herself out of the bed, walked to the kitchen and turned on the coffee maker; she then took the quickest shower of the century -she needed the time to make sure her clothes and make up were absolutely perfect since not being a morning person is no excuse to look anything less than smokin'-… She put on a black pencil skirt, with a tight, white button down blouse and black pumps, her makeup was very natural and light, she didn't need much to turn heads so after a little face powder, eye shadow, black eye liner, cherry passion lipstick and Dolce&Gabbana perfume she stepped out of her room; giving herself one last look in her living room mirror and winking to herself signaling her approval, she grabbed her coffee, keys and walked out the door.

The drive to the hotel where they were holding the meeting was not long, but she made sure to leave her apartment with enough time. For the past couple of weeks Santana's boss had been going on and on about this report back meeting and she just didn't understand what the big deal was; sure she loved her job, advertising was pretty much her life these days, she is all about creativity and innovation and she totally understands that companies have to keep a close eye on their numbers, you know all that about profit, revenue, losses and whatever else financial stuff there is; however, she did not see the point of sitting through a 10 hour meeting just to listen to a bunch of stuck up corporate people talk about money and projects that won't be happening for at least 3 years. Oh well, not much to do when duty calls and by the way, added bonus.. the Region manager "Ms. Fabray" is the main speaker today, in fact, Santana is almost certain that is what the whole fuzz is about; she has never met her, but everyone knows the lady is a total bitch, probably needing to get laid because c'mon it is not possible to have the biggest guys of the company THAT scared without being ruthless, and why would you be ruthless if you are 100% satisfied? It's honestly ridiculous and this is what makes it worse because Santana knows she won't be able to sleep or text her time away.. She may actually have to pay attention to this meeting, go figure!

Santana parks her car and checks herself in the rear view mirror one last time before she exits – "make up, perfect; hair, awesome; fake smile, believable enough.. All done and ready". She steps out of the car, makes her way into the hotel and is guided to a conference room at the end of the main hall. She walks through the doors and doesn't see anybody..

"What the…" she says as she looks at her watch.. " it's 5 minutes to 7am, I am positive he said it was at 7am".. She catches one of the hotel employees walking on the hallway and decides to check..

"Excuse me, I'm here for the RiverGron report back meeting, can you tell me where that will be?" – she asked

"Oh, you're in the correct room ma'am.. Just a little early, the meeting is scheduled to start at 7:30am" replies the boy

Santana's eyes widen – "what? Oh that douche… sorry, thanks for your help"

As the employee walks away Santana moves back towards the room and pulls her phone out. Finally her boss picks up on the other end..

"Santana?..." comes her boss' voice though her cell

"Robert! How nice of you to answer… I figured you'd want me to let you know I'm here, ready for the meeting that will start in about.. 30 minutes, seriously?"

"Oh c'mon San… you are horrible when it comes to mornings, you cannot blame me for this"

"Whatever Rob.. you're lucky you're my boss and I'm no longer in high school otherwise you would see a side of me that even though is sexy as hell you wouldn't get to enjoy with all the pain it'll bring you"

"ahahahha I'm sure someday I'll get to see the badass Satan everyone talks about.. Just make sure that rage is not addressed towards you're lovely boss.. but don't worry I'll be there soon"

"Riiiiight.. well, I guess I can just stare at the ceiling while you get here.. and no worries, I'll find a way to get you back for this. Later"

She hangs up and decides to just walk in the room and find a decent seat. She'll definitely be sitting in the back where she can hide from everything and everyone, no need to have these corporate crazies asking her questions or opinions.. Her brain just doesn't function this early.

By the time she gets back into the room is already 7:05am and there seems to be movement towards the front of the room. Of course her first instinct is to just ignore it, go sit down and play with her phone until Rob arrives; however, she can see from the corner of her eye someone bending over working on some type of equipment and cannot stop herself from walking over.. It feels like it takes longer than it actually does but Santana has plenty of time to truly appreciate the female form in front of her… Grey heels is what she sees first and her eyes start moving upwards very slowly, tracing the length of amazing legs, white skin very slightly tanned, defined calves that eventually lead to an even better view of strong thighs and it is now that she thanks the Gods for the position of her current distraction since the grey pencil skirt has risen up a bit and it's hugging that ass in a way that should be considered criminal.. Santana's probably been staring for at least 5 minutes when…

"Hit it"

Her breath catches a little but she manages to respond after clearing her throat.. "Pardon?"..

"Yeah.. the switch by the wall? To make sure this works?"

"oh" duh Santana!. "sure" – Santana moves quickly to hide the blush creeping up her cheeks, even though that fine-ass holder has yet to reveal her face..

As she flips the switch, the surge protector lights up and eventually the projector starts showing images on the screen…

"Awesome!.. Thanks for that".. When Santana turns her head back to face the voice on the other side of the room she is slightly taken aback by what she sees.. slim waist, followed by perky breasts that seem to be aching to feel her touch, and the most beautiful face she has ever seen. She looks at those pink lips and licks her own subconsciously, finally locking eyes with hazel orbs that seem to see right through her.. dirty blonde hair, totally bed hair style but she manages to make it look absolutely sexy. Santana is in some sort of trance just looking at the beauty before her and losing herself in the sweetest smile she has ever witnessed… and then she remembers it would be polite to stop staring and actually say something back..

"No problem" she says… "do you work for the hotel?"

"hehe no" the woman chuckles lightly.. "but got here early and figured why not make myself useful… I'm Quinn by the way"

"Santana.. Pleasure to meet you"

"Pleasure is all mine" says Quinn and Santana would swear she sees Quinn give her a once over before smirking.

This may not be as bad as I thought it would be – Santana thinks to herself.

"How come you're here so early" asks Quinn.. "You just don't look that excited to be here" she continues as she smiles warmly at the latina

And there's that smile again – Santana thought - she's actually adorable..wait what?.. "Umm.. Well, long story short my boss has been absolutely obsessed about this meeting since the Regional manager will be here and from what I have heard she's the biggest bitch on the planet, so he wanted to make sure I was here on time.. As you probably noticed I am so not a morning person so he was kind enough to tell me the meeting was at 7am just to be 110% sure that I would be here by then.." Santana chuckles as she finishes her recap and motions Quinn towards one of the tables at the front for both of them to sit while they wait for the rest of the people and she checks her watch.. "it's already 7:20 so everybody should be here soon enough".. Quinn takes a moment to look at Santana and smiles.. "Yeah, not really looking forward to 10 hours here"

"Ugh, tell me about it" replies Santana.. "I totally love my job, but I just don't understand why it's important for me to know if our revenue increased or the expenses decreased or the company growth improved a 10% when there's really nothing I can do with that… give me paper and a pencil and I will work on my campaigns, other than that I really doubt there's much I can do for the company" Santana sighs, a little exasperated…

"You are SO not a morning person" – Quinn lets out as she chuckles heartedly and Santana thinks that is probably the cutest sound she has ever heard.. she wouldn't mind listening to that laugh forever.. again what? Ok maybe just for a long time.. pull yourself together Lopez.

They spend the next few minutes making small talk and Quinn cannot help the blush that invades her cheeks when Santana's hand unintentionally caresses her left thigh as she moves it down from the table in front of them.

At 7:30 on the dot the room is quite packed and one of those corporate geniuses is getting ready to speak on the microphone.. They were still sitting in one of the tables close to the front, but right now they couldn't really move even if they wanted to. Santana didn't really mind though, she had a very pleasant distraction right next to her so that would definitely make those 10 hours bearable, and who knows? Maybe there's more to it than just shallow flirting.

Her thoughts are interrupted by the man behind the podium…

"Good morning everyone, and thank you for being here with us today. We have a very special guest here, our Regional manager has taken some time to honor us with her presence and will be saying a few words now…" the speaker trails off for a minute trying to locate Ms. Fabray within the crowd.

Santana leans towards Quinn and whispers… "Can you imagine if she actually stood us up? That would be the bitchiest move ever! Hilarious though"

Quinn chuckles lightly before replying "I don't think she would do that… She takes her job very seriously Santana, hopefully you won't think as bad of her by the end of the meeting"

Santana frowns a little.. "No need to get all offended there Q, I'm just sayi—" But Santana stops when some sort of light is pointed towards their table and she hears the bald, corporate crazy on the stage speak again.. "There she is.. Everyone please welcome your Region Manager Ms. Quinn Fabray"

Holy Crap. That is all Santana can think right now, she is completely stunned, speechless and pale. Her hands are sweating and she can feel herself shaking. Somehow in the past 30 minutes she managed to make a fool of herself, more than likely got herself fired and as if that were not enough, she also kind of, maybe, developed a tiny crush on no other than the toughest bitch known in LA. She doesn't know what to do, but reluctantly decides to look up to meet Quinn's gaze.

As Santana moves her eyes towards Quinn's and once chocolate orbs lock with Hazel-green eyes, Quinn offers Santana a small smile and a wink before leaving the table and moving towards the stage. As Quinn walks to the front of the room, Santana continues to freak out, but she still cannot help to check out Quinn's ass which actually seems to be swaying from side to side more than it should. When Quinn turns around to look above her shoulder to Santana and smirks, the Latina knows she is in trouble, and the only words registered in her mind right now are Fuck. My. Life.