A/N: Decided to make this a story! :)
Santana Lopez stormed through her office. She had the life most people could only dream of. By the time she was twenty-four she had started her own company, SanLo Enterprises, that rivaled sold apartments and office spaces in her buildings, SanLo Towers. By twenty-nine she was the richest businesswoman in the country and the third richest businesswoman in the world.
"Tina, I need-" Santana stopped talking as she noticed something off. "You're not Tina." she said, addressing the unfamiliar short brunette at her personal assistant's desk. The woman shook her head. "Who are you?"
"I'm Rachel Berry. I'm your new personal assistant."
"What happened to Tina?" Santana asked.
"She called me last night and told me that her mother passed away and she needed to move back home to care for her father. We went to high school together and she knew I was in the city and in need of a job. I hope this is okay." Rachel said.
"Well, if Tina had to go home then I need a new assistant. I assume she filled you in on how everything works?" Santana asked. Rachel nodded. "Then I guess I have a new assistant. Welcome to SanLo Enterprises, Rachel."
"Thank you, Ms. Lopez." Rachel said. Santana smiled slightly and walked into her large office. "Rachel, if you'll come with me, I'll give you some stuff I need done." she said. Rachel quickly followed into the large office and gasped.
"Oh my." she whispered. Santana laughed. "Oh I'm sorry."
"It's okay. I'm kinda fond of my office too." Santana said. Rachel blushed. "You know, I designed it myself. I designed this entire building, actually, and my entire apartment." Rachel raised an eyebrow.
"How big of an apartment can it be?" she asked. Santana smirked and pulled Rachel over to the large window.
"Do you see that building over there?" she asked, pointing. Rachel nodded. "See the big circular thing at the top of the building?"
"Yes, of course. How could I not?" Rachel asked. Santana laughed.
"That's my apartment." she said. Rachel's jaw dropped. "Seriously?" Santana nodded.
"You live there?"
"Yep." Santana said, laughing.
"Wow..." Rachel whispered. Santana smiled softly. "Anyway, you said something about some stuff you needed done?" Santana nodded.
"I need you to call the mechanic and ask when I can pick my car up." Rachel nodded and wrote it down. "Then make a reservation at Ballino's for next Thursday. It's the best Italian restaurant around."
"How many?" Rachel asked.
"Two. It's for me and my ex-girlfriend. Hopefully after next Thursday, she'll be my girlfriend again." Santana said. Rachel nodded. "Also, give my ex a call and invite her to dinner. Tell her I wanted to call her myself, but I have meetings all day."
"Okay." Rachel said, standing up and accepting the phone number.
"Thanks, Rachel." Santana said as she walked out. "Oh! Wait!" Rachel walked back in.
"Yes Ms. Lopez?" Santana wrote down on a piece of paper and handed it and her credit card to Rachel.
"Call this bakery and order two dozen cupcakes." Rachel nodded.
"What for?" Santana smiled.
"My boy's class is having a party." she explained. Rachel raised an eyebrow. "I have six year old." Santana grabbed a picture frame off of her desk and showed it to Rachel.
"He's adorable, Ms. Lopez." Santana smiled.
"I had him right before I started my company."
"And you still managed to build a multimillion dollar company?" Rachel asked. Santana smirked and nodded.
"Wow... Is there any particular type of cupcake you'd like me to order?"
"Uh... Joshua likes the white cupcakes with vanilla icing and sprinkles." Santana said. Rachel nodded. "Thanks, Rachel."
"Of course."
Santana walked out of her office a week later. "Rachel, I need you to call this number. It's Joshua's after school babysitter. Tell her that I need her to stay with him longer tonight while I'm on my date."
"Um... I don't think you'll be needing a babysitter tonight." Rachel said. Santana raised an eyebrow.
"Excuse me?"
"I called your ex-girlfriend and she said she refused to go to dinner with you." Santana nodded slowly and sat down in a chair.
"Ouch... Did you already make the reservation?" she asked.
"I was just about to cancel it." Santana shook her head.
"Do you have any plans tonight?"
"No."
"Have you ever been to Ballino's?" Rachel shook her head. "Well, there's no need to let a reservation go to waste. Would you like to join me for dinner? My treat, of course. I always pay when I invite my dinner guest."
"Oh..."
"If you don't want to, that's perfectly fine." Santana said. Rachel shook her head.
"It's not that. It's just... Well, you had me up until you offered to pay. I just... That's a very expensive restaurant and I just couldn't accept." Santana nodded.
"Well... Neither one of us has plans tonight. What do you say to pizza, salad, and garlic bread at my place? You can meet my baby." she said, smiling. Rachel smiled.
"That sounds wonderful. Can I pay for the pizza?" Santana nodded. "Then I would love to join you. What time should I come over?"
"Hmm. How about seven thirty?"
"Sounds great." Rachel said, smiling. Santana nodded.
"Oh, and bring a bathing suit. I always relax in my hot tub after I put Josh to bed. I keep a baby monitor around for that exact reason." Rachel nodded. "Great. Oh! And the garlic bread will be homemade."
"You bake bread?"
"Well, no, I bought a loaf of French bread at the grocery store and use some spices." Santana explained. Rachel nodded. "It's good, I promise."
"I'll be the judge of that." Rachel teased.
"Mommy?" Santana looked over to the breakfast bar and smiled.
"How's your homework going?" she asked as she washed lettuce. He held up a worksheet and she leaned in closer and inspected it. "Good job, but look at number four again." He nodded and looked at. "Five plus five is..."
"Ten?" he guessed. She winked. "Thanks Mommy!"
"Of course. Did you have a question?" Joshua nodded.
"How come we're getting pizza?"
"I told you, Josh. My friend Rachel is coming over for dinner." Santana said as a bell rang, signaling that the elevator that led straight to her apartment was five floors away. "She's almost here. You keep working and I'll go greet her." she said, walking to the entrance just as the elevator arrived.
"Hello, Ms. Lopez."
"Rachel, we're in my home. Please call me Santana." the Latina said. Rachel nodded.
"You have a beautiful apartment."
"Thank you. Josh is in the kitchen." Santana said, leading Rachel. "Josh, this is Rachel. Rachel, this is my son Joshua." Rachel smiled.
"Hi Joshua." she said. The boy waved. "Have you ordered the pizza yet?"
"No, I wanted to wait until you got here." Rachel smiled. "I'll order now."
"So, Rachel... What do you think about the garlic bread?" Santana asked, a confident smirk on her face. Rachel laughed.
"It's delicious." she admitted. Santana grinned and looked at Joshua.
"You full?" she asked. Joshua nodded. "Good boy. Since you already got your bath, go get ready for bed. I'll come tuck you in soon."
"Okay." Santana smiled as he ran out of the room.
"Do you want any dessert? I have some cheesecake in my refrigerator." she said. Rachel smiled.
"I'd love some. Thank you." Santana nodded.
"I'll get that after I get him I'm bed." she said, getting up and moving into her son's bedroom. "Okay, let's get you to sleep baby." she said, pulling her son's baseball comforter and sheets back. Joshua got on his bed and Santana pulled them over his body before walking to his bookshelf and grabbing his favorite stuffed animal. "Okay, here's Tiger." she said, putting it next to him.
"Where's Basey?" Josh asked. Santana chuckled.
"What was I thinking?" she said, grabbing the stuffed smiling baseball and putting it in his arms. "There you go, baby." she whispered, sitting down next to him. "So what'd you think about Rachel?" she asked, stroking his hair.
"I liked her, Mommy!" Santana smiled and kissed his forehead.
"Sweet dreams, baby." she said, standing up, turning on his nightlight, walking to the door, turning off the light, and shutting the door before walking into her spotless kitchen. "Sorry it took so long. Why did you clean up?"
"It's the least I could do." Rachel said. Santana frowned. "I'm sorry if I overstepped."
"No, no it's okay." Santana said, opening her refrigerator and taking out the cheesecake. "You said you wanted some cheesecake, right?" Rachel nodded with a smile. "I have wine too, if you want."
"That sounds wonderful. Can we wait until after the cheesecake? I had a bad experience with wine and cheesecake that I would rather not get into." Santana laughed.
"You're an interesting woman, Rachel Berry." she said, handing her a plate and fork. "Enjoy."
"Thank you." Rachel said, eating the dessert quickly.
"Whoa!" Santana said, eating hers. "Impressive!" Rachel giggled, embarrassed.
"I'm so sorry." she said. Santana smiled.
"It was pretty cool, actually." she said. Rachel blushed as Santana finished her piece and placed their dishes in her dishwasher. "Wine?"
"Sure." Santana nodded.
"Great. You brought your swim suit, right?" Rachel nodded. "There's a bathroom down the hall. I have some shorts and a t-shirt that you can wear when you come out, just in case Josh gets up. I'll go change and meet you out there with the wine."
"Okay."
Santana looked up as she heard the door open. "Make sure to leave it open so..." she trailed off as she saw Rachel. "Whoa, Ms. Berry!" she said, laughing. Rachel blushed. "You're hot!"
"You're not so bad either." Rachel said. Santana smirked and got into the hot tub, handing Rachel a glass.
"I hope you don't mind, but I only allow myself one glass." Santana said. Rachel smiled.
"So do I." Santana sipped her drink. "I hope you don't mind my asking, but where's Joshua's father?" Santana sighed.
"He signed over all legal rights to custody for Josh when he was three weeks old and I haven't heard from him since." Rachel gasped.
"I'm so sorry." she said. Santana shrugged.
"He would have just destroyed my son's spirit and he wouldn't be the sweet little kid I raised." she said. Rachel smiled. "Cam we change the subject?"
"Yes of course." Santana smiled gratefully and they talked for awhile, just laughing. "Thank you so much for inviting me, Santana. I'm having a great time."
"So am I." Santana said as Rachel moved closer.
"You're pretty cool." Rachel smiled and leaned in just as Santana did. Setting down her glass, Santana cupped Rachel's face and moved to straddle Rachel.
"Mommy?" Santana pulled away. "Mommy!"
"I'll be right there." she said, getting out of the hot tub and pulling on a pair of running shorts and a tank top. "Please don't leave. We need to talk." Rachel nodded, grabbing Santana's wrist and kissing her again. The Latina grinned. "Yea. We really need to talk."
"Go. Your son needs you." Santana nodded and rushed inside and to her son's room.
"Hey what's up?" she asked, sitting on his bed. "You okay?"
"Can't sleep. My leg hurts." Santana frowned. Joshua had broken his leg last summer and ever since, it would bother him sometimes while he was trying to sleep. Santana was just glad it didn't prevent him from playing sports; the boy was an athlete.
"Okay. We can lay on the couch until you fall asleep." she said, picking him up and carrying him into the living room to see Rachel coming inside. "Oh no. Rachel, I'm so sorry. Josh broke his leg awhile back and it bothers him sometimes while he's trying to sleep."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Josh." Rachel said. Santana smiled. "Do you want me to leave?"
"It shouldn't take him awhile to fall asleep. I really would like to talk." Rachel smiled and nodded.
"So... The kiss..." Santana said after returning. Rachel nodded. "Rachel, it felt right."
"I know. I felt it too." Rachel admitted. Santana smiled. "But you're my boss."
"Rachel, I don't care about that. I like you and you like me. That's all that matters." Santana said. Rachel smiled. "Rachel, I want you and if you want me, then we should be together."
"Santana, I want you too." Rachel whispered. Santana grinned.
"Then be with me." she said, grabbing Rachel's hand. Rachel bit her lip. "Be my girlfriend. I don't care if this is moving fast. It feels perfect." Rachel nodded.
"Okay." she whispered. Santana smiled.
"Rachel, I need-"
"I have your schedule for the day right here." Rachel said. Santana smiled and grabbed the paper.
"Actually, I was gonna say-"
"You have dinner with the mayor at six." Santana nodded.
"Okay. I need-"
"And after that you have an actual dinner in your apartment with your girlfriend at eight." Santana grinned and kissed Rachel.
"Finally. I was wondering when you'd let me do that." Rachel blushed. "What are you letting me pay for tonight?"
"A new Mexican food restaurant opened by your apartment. They deliver." Rachel said, grinning. Santana chuckled. "Josh likes Mexican food, right?"
"Yea, he does. He loves you, by the way." Santana said. Rachel smiled as Santana hugged her. "I gotta get to work. Can we get lunch?"
"You have a lunch meeting at noon." Santana frowned. "We have dinner though."
"Yea, okay." Santana said. Rachel laughed. "Get to work." she said, kissing Santana softly.
"Pretty sure I'm the head if this company." Santana said. Rachel raised an eyebrow. "I'll be in my office."