*Hello! Thanks for the reviews, faves and follows. It was really great to know what you think of the story. :)
*I want this sequel to revolve around on how Quinn will show Santana that's she still deserves her after that rollercoaster prequel. LOL
*So this will be the last chapter that will contain a lot of Santana/Elle. Third Chap is for Quinntana..Yey! Finally. Already half way done with chap 3 so I'll be posting it soon.
*Here's the second chapter. Enjoy…^_^
"Dating's all about giving you chances to bump
and brush and touch and,
occasionally, talk."
- Patricia McLinn
Santana nervously waits for Elle to arrive. She's now sitting inside a fine dining restaurant wearing her best dress. She chooses Eleven Madison Park because she has no idea what Elle wants and she looks like the girl who's sophisticated. She looked again on her watch; she still has ten minutes to compose herself.
She mentally cursed herself in agreeing with Elle to just meet up here. The suspense is killing her and she's freaking out so this is not good. But all of her worries fade away when she saw Elle walking inside the room.
She looks gorgeous on her knee length dress. "Hi. Beautiful." She smiled at Santana while the waiter pulls her chair for her.
"You look stunning." Santana complemented her. She could see the blush on her cheeks.
"Thank you. Wow, Madison huh?" Elle looks around the restaurant smiling. "Impressive."
"Well, I realized I don't have any idea what you like so I figured this would be a start."
The waiter came to get their orders, Santana ordered for them, but looks for Elle's approval before giving back the menu to him.
"You're not vegan are you?" Santana asked worriedly when she remembers she ordered chicken and meat.
"No. I wouldn't live a week without bacon for breakfast." Elle laughs but what she said made Santana froze.
"What's with the face? Are you a vegan?" Elle asked worriedly.
"No, but I'm not a fan of bacon." She lied. She loved eating bacon with Quinn or better yet she love watching Quinn eating bacon.
Elle knew that it reminded her of someone. She felt bad and sad because obviously Santana was not completely over her.
"So when is the big day?" Elle asked trying to change the subject which Santana appreciated at the moment.
"This sat. I was hoping you would come?" Santana bit her lip, trying to read Elle's face.
"Of course, I wouldn't miss seeing you land on your ass." She smirks while Santana rose her eyebrow smiling.
"Is that your weird way of saying good luck, blondie?" Santana can play this game.
The waiter with their orders interrupted their conversation. While eating, Santana told her how she got the lead role, her hobbies and where she came from. She had no problem telling blondie about her life when she was in high school. She's so comfortable talking to her.
"Seriously? Boob job?" Elle exclaimed when she told her she had a 'surgery'. She laughs at her when she insisted it was a 'surgery'. "Nu uh, that's boob job."
"Ok fine, Boob job it is." She could feel her blush. "You, what's your story, besides your boring academic life at Yale?" Santana said while drinking her wine.
Santana saw her expression changed. Her smile disappeared suddenly. She avoids Santana's gaze and concentrates on playing her food with her fork.
"I've been living on my own since my parents died when I was in high school. I fell madly in love with my co captain, who is a cheerleader. And be thrown like a piece of garbage just because I don't want to put label in our relationship." So maybe Santana is not the only one with baggage after all. She could read anger on her face.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked." Santana reached for her hand which is on top of the table and apologized.
"It's fine, I just can't believe how stupid I was before." Elle tried to laugh but failed.
"You know what, screw our exes! This is our time to enjoy each other." Santana said in her most convincing tone.
"Really." Elle smirk made her realized the other meaning of her statement.
"I d..din't mean it like that." She stutters and blushes which made Elle grin more.
"You're adorable when you blush." Elle squeezed her hand that she immediately retracted.
"Am not! I'm a badass and you know it." Santana pretends to be annoyed.
"Yeah whatever." Elle just rolled her eyes on her while smiling. "So where to, after this?"
"Why, do you have somewhere you need to be?" Santana felt sad, she's enjoying her company and for fucking sake, it's their first date. Am I boring her?
"With you?" then she laughs softly at how Santana reacted on the thought of her ending the night early. "I just want to know what the 'badass' prepared for tonight."
"Excited much? Finish your food first then you'll see." Santana replied smirking. She swears this woman will not go home tonight without wooing her.
After they finished dinner, they walk through central park. At first there was an awkward silence, then when Elle started talking everything became comfortable between them. From time to time their shoulders will touch then their arms and finally their hands.
Santana stopped walking. She led Elle to sit on a bench and then sit beside her. Santana texted someone then put her phone back on her purse.
When Santana gaze on her watch, she starts counting which made Elle's brow rise. "One, Two, Three. Look up beautiful." As if on cue, there are fireworks in the night sky.
Elle's jaw dropped and admiration visible in her eyes. Santana reached for them to hold hands. None of them looking at their hands but they are fully aware of what's happening. No one wants to say something about it, afraid that it would make the other pull back.
Then when the fireworks are done, there are now three violinists not too far from where they were sitting.
Elle bit her lip trying to withhold the tears. No one had ever done this before for her. She let her head rest on Santana's shoulder.
"Thank you." Elle sincerely said. Santana let go of her hand but then put her arms around her shoulder.
Santana's heart melted when she saw how Elle loved her surprise. It was getting cold but they didn't care. They just let their body heat warm each other.
Santana raised her other hand on Elle's chin to guide her for a soft kiss, when they pulled back to catch both their breaths they stayed there still for a while listening to the music being played for them.
It was getting late so Santana suggested driving her home, good thing she didn't bring her own car. Santana opened the door for her which surprised her. When Santana stepped into the car, she cupped her face and pulled her into another kiss. This time it is passionate.
"Remind me to always open the door for you." Santana said joking while catching her breath because of that kiss.
Elle shove her shoulders a little then smile. They reached her house in less than five minutes because her it's just near the park. Santana's jaw dropped when she found out that Elle lives in a penthouse in City Spire building. No freaking way!
"Are you a drug dealer or something?" Santana said with eyes wide open as she scans the place. But Elle just laughs at her amusement.
"It's my sister-in-law's pent house actually; she just bought it a month ago when she moved here in NY. She just let me crash here, cause mine was under renovation." She said as if it was nothing. "Want a drink?"
"Yes." Elle shook her head smiling when she saw how Santana acts like a child looking around the place. "Enough snooping around, come here I want my lady kisses." Elle said pouting while sitting on the couch.
Lady kisses, Santana smiles. She hasn't heard that for a while. Santana lunged forward at Elle, a pair of soft lips pressing against her neck which made her moan as she feels the warm breath of Santana on her skin.
"You're not gonna turn into some spoiled brat, are you?" Santana said in husked voice while gently biting her pressure point.
"Nu uh." It's more like a whisper but yet seductive. "I am a goooood girl." Elle let out a shaky breath that sounded almost like a moan.
Things are getting heated but she doesn't want to have sex with her here in the couch. It's their first time together so she wants her to be comfortable.
"Where's your room?" She said a little breathlessly.
Elle quickly push Santana a little then lead the way to her bedroom. Santana bit her lip when she saw her seductively lying on top of the bed with her dress on the carpeted floor, waiting for her. She didn't waste any time, she closed the door then went straight on top of her and press her hips into her.
"Satana, you're so damn hot." Elle let out, her nails biting into Santana's back through her dress.
Santana made her feel more than just being wooed. Elle felt needed and loved again. Enjoying every plunge and named moaned as they climax. She let Santana take control of her all night long until they both feel exhausted but contented. She feels happy, with her.
"She looked like the kind of woman
I could fall in love with.
Trouble is, she was standing next to the kind of woman
I'd like to make love to. "
- Jarod Kintz
After that night Santana don't want to leave the bed with Elle. She just wants to stay there and cuddle all day but they have work. She dragged her feet into the showers and get dressed with Elle's clothes since she didn't bring her own and there's no way she's going to wear her dress last night.
Santana's call time is nine am and they only have two more days to perfect the choreography. Since Elle's class starts at eight, she was an hour early. She didn't have enough sleep so she closed her eyes on one of the chairs and put her headphones to nap a little.
"Sanny. Santana Lopez!" The loud voice woke her up, and who ever that person is, he or she is dead!
"What the fuck, Berry?!" Santana growled at her friend. She sit back straight and annoyingly looked at her wondering what her friend is doing in here.
"I'm sorry, but you didn't come home last night so I assumed that everything went well. Thus the reason I woke you up for I only have an hour to get back at studio so please feel free to start your story anytime soon." Rachel looked at her excited.
"Go away. I want to sleep." Santana closed her eyes again but she heard Berry singing. She quickly flicked her eyes open and narrows it to scare Berry but it didn't work. "Urg, fine, you win! Stop singing you're giving me a fucking headache!"
Berry did stop and waited for her to speak. "It was perfect. The diner, fireworks and violins were perfect. Then she turned out to be a rich kid whose relative owns one of the expensive penthouses in NY."
"The one in City Spire building?" Rachel asked with her eyes wide. "Then what happened? Don't tell me you ruined everything just because she's a rich kid tha-"
"Of course not, I don't care if she's the princess of whales or whatever, I think like her." Santana smiled to herself in admitting she like Elle.
Rachel saw how her face lit up, she hug her tight. "I'm so happy for you Sanny."
Santana's heart melts with what she said. She knows Rachel meant it, her eyes glittering when she pulled from the hug.
"Well, my work here is done so I have to go now. Good luck on your practice Sanny, see you at dinner." Santana just nod and watch as her best friend leave the dance studio and see her other co dancers fill the room.
"What was the point of being able to forgive,
when deep down,
you both had to admit you'd never forget?
- Jodi Picoult
Her performance was epic, everybody loved it and for sure the press will have plenty of great things to say about Santana Lopez, the new ballerina.
Santana didn't tell her friends about what she saw (or what she think she saw) in the audience. In the middle of her number, she saw Quinn sitting on the top most part of the place. She knows it's impossible but she memorized that face her whole life.
At the end of the show, when she looked up again on where she first saw Quinn, she's not there anymore. So maybe, she's just imagining it right?
After the victory party prepared for the casts, she went out with Rachel, Kurt and Elle to celebrate. Her plan was to ask Elle to be her girl friend that night but because of what happened in there; she realized she's not yet ready for that kind of commitment with Elle.
Besides, she found out that Elle is not the kind of person who put labels especially to relationships. Apparently she was traumatized before when her father found out she has a girl friend.
They enjoy each other's company and they are happy, that's what matters, right?
I deliberately did not write a detailed femlash between them. It doesn't feel right, you know? LOL …I'll reserve that one for Quintanna. ^_^
Does any one has a guess on how Quintanna will meet again? Hmmm… you'll find out on the next chapter.
Comments and suggestions are very much welcome. ^_^