"You finally gonna talk to me properly?" She said while rinsing the last of the soapy bubbles off of her smooth tanned skin. I badly wanted to look up but couldn't, I was too chicken of Santana seeing my face, my eyes. I didn't say anything, I couldn't be entirely sure of what I said or sounded like when I was on a trip. I heard her sigh.

"Well, if you're not going to talk to me, come rinse my back for me".

I got up as steady as I could manage, holding on to the towel rail for support and started to walk over to the bathtub. I reached the edge and Santana raised the bath sponge up to me. I looked at it, scared out of my mind, why was Santana showing me this awful creature? I knocked it out of her hand sending it flying across the bathroom.

"Ok, I don't even know what that was for but if you didn't want to rinse my back you could've-".

I interrupted her babbling, well in my head it was babbling, by dunking my hands in the water and splashing her back with cupped hands full of the warm water. I started following imaginary lines with my fingers; the colours were like the rainbow. Santana let out moans under my touch.

Without warning I blacked out.

"Likewise". I tried to be as cool as possible about our first meeting but could already feel myself getting worked up.

She pursed her lips together and smiled warmly at me. We didn't say much after that as we were ushered onto the red carpet infront of the GLIPO's billboards hundreds of paparazzi waiting for us like dogs. It was safe to say I had never been snapped like this before. I turned my head in Santana's direction so that the paparazzi had fair share of head shoots, I caught Santana in my peripheral and instantly saw the composure in her posture. Being an actress going to various other award ceremonies etc. It was only understandable. A baseball player who was only invited to limited events each year, that probably only consisted of a maximum 5 photographers was starting to struggle with it all.

"Ok, I'm bored lets go I need a drink". Santana whispered into my ear. She didn't need to say it twice and I started to walk into the last obstacle between us and food, the interviews.

"Ok guys, times running out, one interview allowed". We heard a crowd of groans and tuts behind us. Santana took the lead again and linked my arm to walk over to a young reporter. I glanced at his microphone but hadn't a clue who he was representing. He seemed more than a little flustered at our presence, probably more Santana's and mine, plus the fact she'd just chosen him over the other reporters who were now glaring at him didn't help his mood at all.

"Hey, don't mind these others. Just give us a normal interview, we don't bite. Hopefully". Santana nudged my arm at the last word, I saw out the corner of my eye she had also looked at me, gee this girl knew how to get me uncomfortable.

"I uh, well Santana L l lopez, How does it feel to be the host of tonight's GLIPO's?". God this poor guy was nervous but I admired how Santana said a few good words to him before he started.

"Well it feels absolutely amazing and I'm truly honoured to be part of something that just helps create awareness within the Gay, lesbian and transgendered community. Growing up for me was hard and it was thanks to people, celebrities and people I would come to meet that really helped me and yeah I'm just really pleased to now be helping others in the situation I was in".

Wow, I nearly asked if she'd rehearsed that speech but then thought better of it. This obviously really meant something to Santana, to be honest, I wasn't all that fussed, like yeah it was a great cause but being gay hadn't really affected me at all. I was more here in the hopes of getting some publicity for the women's baseball league. Selfish of me I know, but it's my sport it's my passion.

Santana and the reporter had now finished the few questions and he turned to me.

"And your date tonight I understand is Ashley Benson, top hitter in the Women's baseball league. How you liking the GLIPO's so far, Ashley". Oh this guy had gotten confident in the past minute or so, referring to me as Santana's date.

"Yeah, I've heard a lot what the GLIPO's do for the gay community and everyone involved directly and I take my hat off to them, I'm proud to represent the sports world tonight at this event and can only hope it spreads some hope and good for those who like me are gay within sport". Now it was Santana's turn to be taken aback at my answer. And this time she spoke out as we were lead away into the venue.

"Nice answer back there, home run". She looked at me out the corner of her eye and smiled.

"Ahh it was nothing a few post match conferences didn't help with". We were placed at our seats and were soon tucking into one of luxurious, delicious meals I'd ever had. We weren't alone on our tablewe had probably the oldest gay and lesbians in show business on our table and not one of them knew who I was, I guess I didn't really mind. I had Santana sitting next to me and during the ceremony I won't have to talk to them.

Pretty soon after our desserts had been cleared, which had been on a level with the main meal, a lady came to grab Santana as the main awards show was due to start. "Five minutes Ms. Lopez".

"Duty calls". She said wiping her mouth and taking a last sip of wine.

Everybody at our table said their 'go girl' and 'you'll be fines' and gave her thumbs up. How geeky I thought and how old. It really was like we were sitting with our parents and grandparents.

"Have fun up there Ms. Lopez". I said to her playfully.

Santana bent down "Oh I will, you behave on your own babe, by the way, besides the damn hot body and ass, you have fucking gorgeous eyes Ms. Benson". With that she walked away, leaving me a little flushed. Luckily the other people on our table were now back deep in conversation and I could only sip my drink to cover up the redness.

"And that wraps up the GLIPO's for another year, thank you all for coming along and helping to support a wonderful cause, thank you".

Santana and the GLIPO's had a standing ovation for around 5 minutes. The lights dimmed causing the audience to hush and start to leave as well as the celebrities. I hadn't taken my eyes off Santana in her white knee length dress, who was now walking down the steps of the stage, straight over the floor past the cameras being shut down and over to the table.

"I done good huh?" You could tell she had adrenaline and confidence coursing through her. She seemed even hotter this way.

"You did good Lopez". I cut her a smile and she linked my arm.

"I'm in town until tomorrow night then I fly back to New York, so seeing as we didn't get a chance to get to know each other or finish off any conversations tonight how about catching up tomorrow?". I was caught off guard by her sudden invite and stumbled at my words.

"I, erm,"

"Sorry, is it too soon? Jeez I can be abit over bearing sometimes". More like intimidating, I thought.

"No it's fine, just I'm travelling back to Cali tonight, stupid that it's just over the border but I have meetings and stuff for the new season starting at the weekend and-".

"And you'd get into shit with your coach, don't worry I know the drill. Back in high school I was on the cheerleading squad and our coach, Sue, God she was one hard lady, strict, mean and firm all the qualities you want in a coach, so I can deal".

I felt a grin start to spread from the news she'd been a cheerleader and an image of her in shorter skirts than she was wearing now came into my head.

"Ok well how about we take a rain check on tomorrow and I give you my number, I'm supposed to be filming in L.A. in a few weeks, we should totally hang out then". Wow she was keen?.

"UH, yeah I'd love too!" Damn, that sounded more enthusiastic than I had meant but I definitely couldn't wait.