A/N: Now on to Dani's POV! Hope you are enjoying so far! Will possibly post one more chapter still before I start my every Thursday schedule!

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Chapter Two

Dani POV

I couldn't help but giggle just a little bit at how fast Santana had jumped away from me when the loft door slid open. Rachel walked in and I gave her a warm smile.

"Hey girls. How was work?" Rachel asked looking from Santana to me.

Her eyes were darting between the two of us and I knew she knew.

"It was good. I'm glad it's finally the weekend!" Santana replied standing up.

I couldn't help but smile as Santana stood up and had to pull her dress down slightly. She was so beautiful and I still couldn't believe she had taken a liking to someone like me. I had only met Rachel twice before so it was still a little weird and I wondered what she thought of my relationship with Santana. I mean I knew she was aware of Santana being gay but I didn't know if she knew that we were actually dating. We always tried to keep it private and I was hoping that would change sometime soon.

"How was your day Rachel?" I asked from the couch giving her a smile.

Rachel shot me a genuine smile. "You know it wasn't too bad Dani, thanks for asking."

"You're welcome." I replied with a smile.

Santana made her way back over the couch sitting down next to me. To my surprise she cuddled up into me and took my hand in hers. Rachel raised her eyebrows at us.

"Well, I'm wiped. I'm gonna get a shower and go to bed early tonight. Enjoy your evening." Rachel exclaimed as she walked out of the room.

I laid my head against Santana's a smile on my face. "Getting braver I see."

Santana sat up slightly to look at me. "What do you mean?"

I laughed. "You always seem so secretive around everyone else."

She started to trace my hand with her thumb. "I guess I just have been surprised at how quickly I've been falling for you."

"You're falling for me?" I asked feeling my heart jump a little.

Santana let out a small giggle. "Yea, I suppose I am."

She looked up at me and I closed the gap letting our lips touch yet again. I was desperate for her touch because she just made me feel everything. It had been a long time since I had felt this way about anyone and it scared me a little bit. I didn't want to move too fast but there was just something about Santana. She had made me feel welcome from day one at work and nothing had changed since then.

Not to mention my previous relationships hadn't really turned out to be all that great. I had been used and abused in past relationships so I was always a little worried about new relationships. I always seemed to fall too quickly for other girls and Santana had me at hello. I didn't even know what to say to her so I just stayed silent laying me head against hers.

"What are you thinking about?" Santana asked breaking me out of my trance.

"Nothing too exciting or important." I answered careful not to give anything away.

Santana repositioned herself so she could look at me. "If we are going to have a relationship you have to be honest with me."

I was caught off guard with her talking about a relationship but I was scared to tell her about my past. I was too afraid that if she knew what had happened to me she wouldn't want anything to do with me anymore. "I… well… I was just thinking about my past."

"Your past?" Santana asked her interest caught. "Tell me."

I didn't say anything at first. I tried to think of the best way to explain it to her. I didn't even know why I was even thinking of telling her in the first place. For some reason I trusted her.

"I haven't had the best track record with girlfriends." I started carefully. "You already know I left home when I was younger and it wasn't easy."

"It's never easy leaving home when you're young. What happened?" Santana asked concern showing through her voice.

"My first girlfriend used me to get everything she ever wanted but I never received anything in return." I began pausing for a minute. "My next girlfriend didn't really use me but she was slightly abusive."

Santana perked up at the word abusive. "Aww, I'm so sorry you had to go through that. I can't imagine why anyone would want to hurt you."

I smiled at Santana. "Well I guess they didn't really think I was pretty and I mean I'm not."

"That's bullshit Dani. You are beautiful." Santana replied kissing me softly. "Don't let anyone ever tell you otherwise."

"You're not like the others." I surprised myself by saying. "But that's just my past girlfriends. Don't even get me started on my past."

"Well I've got nowhere to be, so I'm all ears." Santana replied taking my hand in hers.

Her touch drove me crazy and I just wanted to kiss her again. I didn't think I was ready to tell her about my past yet. "You know, I don't think I'm ready to tell you the rest yet."

"That's alright. It's not easy to talk about the past when it hasn't been the greatest." Santana replied laying her head against my chest.

I wrapped my arms around her as she snuggled into my chest smiling the whole time. "Thank you."

"For what?" Santana asked surprise imminent in her voice.

"For not pushing me to tell you about my past. For being so sweet to me." I answered kissing the top of her head.

I really didn't want to be sitting out in the open anymore. I wanted to kiss her and just be with her without the worry of someone else seeing us. It was nice being with her right now and I was glad that I had decided to come to the loft. I got pretty irritated and sick of my roommates at times so it was nice to be around someone different. Someone who actually seemed to care about me and my feelings and wanted to be with me.

"What do you have going on tomorrow?" Santana asked sitting up and turning to face me.

I thought for a moment before answering. "I don't have anything going on that I can think of."

"I wanna take you out then, wherever you wanna go." Santana repled.

I smiled at her. "That would be great." I leaned forward to kiss her. "But can we go in your bedroom or something? I just don't wanna be out in the open anymore."

Santana giggled. "Are you trying to tell me something?"

I shrugged. "There's only one way to find out."

Santana stood up and held her hand out for me. I took it and grabbed my guitar while Santana led the way. I sat down on the edge of her bed leaning my guitar against her dresser. Santana sat down next to me and turned to face me. She stared at me for a few minutes which made me feel so exposed. But the look she had in her eyes made me feel so incredibly worthy. After a few minutes she leaned in and pressed her lips to mine. I wrapped my fingers in her hair kissing her with a passion I didn't even know I had.

I didn't know what it was about Santana but she made me crave more with her. I felt her hands grip me tightly as we continued to kiss. Our lips parted in the slightest and I was surprised at first when I felt her tongue enter my mouth. I let our tongues twist and turn around one another for a minute before we resumed to just kissing again. After a few minutes I pulled away to look at her resting my forehead against hers.

"God, kissing you just feels so right." I blurted out.

Santana giggled. "I think the feelings mutual."

"Are they now?" I asked smiling at her before giving her another quick kiss.

"Do you wanna stay here tonight?" Santana offered throwing me off yet again.

I wanted to jump with a yes right away but I thought that might sound a little desperate. So I thought about it for a minute choosing my words carefully.

"I think it would be good for me to be out of my place for a night." I finally said.

"Good." Santana replied. "You can go home tomorrow morning and then I can pick you up at seven and we will go out for dinner or whatever you'd like to do."

I smiled at Santana. "I'll have to think about what I wanna do, but otherwise dinner sounds lovely."

We stayed up talking until we couldn't keep our eyes open any longer.