Santana peered down into the river, her feet dangling dangerously near the water's surface. Her breath caught in her throat at the approaching footsteps; bracing herself to appear calmer.

Rachel sank down beside Santana and let her hand drift closer and closer to the other girl's tanned hand until they were slightly touching.

"Hey." The word was hardly more than a breath; more than a ripple on the surface of the water. Santana craned her neck slightly to glance at the small brunette.

"Hey," She said back, just as softly. Rachel visibly swallowed and her lips began to tremble as though she were debating what to say.

"I'm sorry about the break up."

Santana sighed, adjusting her legs so that they weren't hanging completely off the edge of the wooden bridge. "It's okay. No, really, it is. My heart wasn't completely in it. Brittany understood that I had kind of..developed feelings along the way for someone else."

Rachel dared to turn her eyes onto the Latina for a second at that, just long enough to notice the pained expression on her face. Without even thinking about it, she reached for Santana's cold hands and covered them with her own.

"That someone else sure is lucky. Not everyone can say the almighty Santana Lopez has feelings for them."

Santana quirked her lips into a smile. "That sure is true." Twisting her body completely around, she faced Rachel and brushed back a strand of hair that had fallen past the shorter girl's ear.

"And I'm sure that someone else wouldn't hesitate once to ask you out on a date."

Santana's heart started beating a little faster as she caught onto the glint of mischief in Rachel's warm brown eyes.

"So, will you accept my offer to dinner tonight? Breadstix at 6?"