"Santana?" Quinn knocked the door of the studio. After hearing a soft "it's open" she opened the door to find Santana sitting in a black leather armchair reading a book.
The brunette paused her reading, lifting her eyes from the book and looking at Quinn.
" hey, I'm going to the supermarket…" she informed to the other girl, who looked at her frowning.
" why…?" Santana asked in disbelief .
"Because… we're running out of food, Santana. "She said evidently, smiling at the almost shocked expression on the brunette face.
"but… I asked Jane to buy food just a couple of weeks ago." She added defensively.
Quinn smiled, she knew Santana was not used to cook, and that she had never taken care of none domestic labor. "That was a month ago, you know…. Besides it's not the same now that we actually cook every day" she added playfully.
" you don't have to do it… I'll ask Jane to do it tomorrow" Santana's response made Quinn laugh.
"You are such spoilt girl… I'll do it, I want to. Besides, I kind of need some things to myself."
" ok… mmm…" she nodded. "you know what… I'll go with you." she said, moving from her armchair.
"It's not necessary Santana. I can do it, I'll be back in a couple of hours." Quinn tried to replay, but Santana was already by the door waiting for her with her jacket in hand. Santana raised an eyebrow at Quinn smiled at the brunette stubbornness. "Ok…but I'm driving."
"What!?" said Santana closing the door behind her.
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"Why do we need this?" Santana asked holing a bag of froze vegetables on her hand.
Quinn rolled her eyes diverted by the Latina's repulsive look. "Because everybody needs to eat them… to grow strong"… she made a childish voice to sound like a mother explaining to a kid. Santana raised an eyebrow in response admitting her lost.
They walk around the halls, Quinn filling the cart with needed things, Santana pushing the cart behind her.
" I used to live in lima Ohio… mi father met my mother on a business trip, and I guess they just felt in love. We lived in Ohio for about nine years… you see… my grandpa got really angry when he found out my father wanted to marry my mom…" Santana was telling Quinn her parents' story, in order to answer the question of why she was so good speaking Spanish. She could just had answered something like heritage, or my parents taught me but instead there she was, explaining the whole thing. " so he fired my dad – he actually worked for him- and they went to live with my abuelita. Then I came into the picture. We were happy even though we didn't live in the best part of Lima. Well I suppose my father wasn't completely happy. Then when I was seven the old man came to our house crying, asking for forgiveness and all those pity shit." Santana was not a fan of her grandfather, so she was not really moved when he showed up in her life again.
"Santana!" Quinn had been really attached to the story, but considered a bit cold hearted to mock of the man's feelings.
"What I mean… he was the one who started" responded Santana defensively. Quinn just smiled and the Latina continued. "Well my father got his job back and we lived there for about two more years… then grandpa died and we had to move to NY." She finished simply.
" oh… umm I'm sorry." Said Quinn with a sympathetically look.
"Don't be, I mean I didn't even knew him for that long. He was like a stranger to me…uuh cookies." She finished picking a box of cookies and putting it in the cart.
Quinn nodded; deciding maybe was time to change the topic. Santana looked around when a hot blonde (that wasn't Quinn) caught her attention; the girl passed her, lingering her eyes on Santana before offering a flirtatious smile. Quinn frowned, first of all, what was wrong with this girl, flirting at the supermarket? And dress like that? That girl was definitively not there to buy groceries.
" I guess I should come here more often" Santana answered trying to sound casual but with a proud smirk on her face.
" seriously?"… Quinn said sarcastically… "That girl?" she added, watching Santana turning her head to have a better view of the girl's back.
"She's not bad… not that you would know about it" the brunette added playfully. Quinn narrowed her eyes, Santana liked to play with Quinn, she had found out that the blonde was not intimidated by her harsh personality, which was good for their friendship, and of course good for Santana, most of the people considered her a bitch because they weren't able to understand her jokes, but Quinn was different, she didn't get offended by her comments, and she was even willing to play too.
"How do you do it?" Quinn asked after a few minutes.
"Do what?" Santana was taken by surprise with the question.
"You know… your move… when you're hitting on a girl?" Quinn finished smiling with amusement at Santana who was looking at her in disbelief.
" I'm definitively not telling you that" she answered looking in another direction.
"Why not?..." Quinn took Santana's arm, forcing the other girl to look at her. Quinn's face was pure curiosity.
" because there's not move…" Quinn raised an eyebrow at the lame answer. "I'm telling you the truth" Quinn kept the eyebrow up waiting for Santana to give her the right answer. " God you're such a pain in the ass".
" me?" Quinn pointed a finger at her chest, making an innocent face.
Santana rolled her eyes, they kept walking, but the Latina was sure, Quinn wouldn't let this so easy.
"what's this?" Santana asked showing Quinn a box with a picture of some kind of pie in the front.
"Quiche Lorraine" Quinn responded looking at the box. " it's a dessert… you wanna try it? She asked Santana.
"no I just didn't know how to pronounce it… but… you are really good" Santana said the last words getting closer to Quinn, looking directly at her eyes and smiling seductively.
There it was again; that little heat running suddenly through Quinn's body. "Well I really liked languages at high school" she added blushing.
" I bet you are pretty good at kissing too" Santana was really close by now.
Then it hit Quinn "oh my god! Santana!... so that's what you do?" Quinn looked around; apparently nobody had seen their little game.
" well basically yes… I mean not the same phrase obviously but…" the brunette shrugged. " now your turn… tell me" she demanded at Quinn.
"it's actually been a while since" Quinn added shyly.
"Oh cut the crap princess just tell me" Santana cut her before she finished.
"Well… I basically use my eyes… and I kind of play… smooth" Quinn answered, looking at Santana. She looked around again, still nobody around, she took a step closer to Santana.
" I don't usually like to talk about this" Quinn looked straight into Santana's chocolate orbs, a sweet smile in her face, while her hand reached softly the brunette's caressing gently with her finger.
Santana was struck for a minute; she couldn't focus on anything else except for Quinn's eyes. Quinn blinked showing long eyelashes. Santana lowered her eyes at Quinn's lips. Her head already leaning down to close the space between them.
"I'm gonna kiss her… if she doesn't pull back I'm gonna kiss her." Santana's thoughts yelling in her head, but she could give a damn.
Quinn's heart was hammering in her chest. She could see the desire in Santana's eyes. And she was enjoying every second. The soft heat in her body had grown wilder and she knew she was blushing. "Are you gonna kiss me?" she asked without even thinking.
Santana pulled back slowly, aware of the blonde's words. Although she decided to ignore the question.
" I can see the eye's thing." She murmured, releasing a breath she didn't even knew she was holding. "Are we done with this?" She asked Quinn, feeling the need to get out of that place.
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" Brittany!... come in… amm do you want me to call Santana, she's in the studio…" Quinn greeted the taller blonde, leading her to the living room, she didn't know Santana and her had plans for today, but after all Santana wasn't obligated to tell her every single thing about her.
"I'm actually here to see you Quinn" Brittany answered sweetly, offering Quinn a smile.
"Me?" Quinn was a little confused, she liked Brittany but they had met twice, and what could she possible need from Quinn? " I don't mean to be rude… But" Quinn didn't know how to finish the sentence without hurting Brittany's feelings.
"Yeah I know it's weird… but since you ARE Santana's girlfriend… I mean wife, I want us to be friends… so what do you say of we having lunch?... just you and me" Brittany's smile was so charming, that Quinn couldn't help but feel sympathy for her instantly.
" I would love that… just let me grab my purse ok." Quinn made her way quickly to her room leaving Brittany alone in the living room. Santana chose that moment to step out of the studio noticing the taller blonde in her house.
" Britt! What are you doing here?" she kissed her friend in the cheek; she looked around, surprised to find Brittany alone.
"I'm just passing by, and I asked Quinn to have lunch with me." Santana looked at her confused at the easy tone in the blonde's voice.
"ok I'm ready" Quinn said walking downstairs.
"Ok… what's going on here and why i'm not invited?" she looked at Quinn and then at Brittany. Quinn smiled innocently and so did Britt.
"Don't get all paranoid ok… we'll be back in a couple of hours" the taller blonde answered with a confidence that only she could afford with Santana. Although Santana wasn't really satisfied with the answer she just nodded frowning.
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"I brought you some fried rice." Quinn told to Santana, who was lying on the couch watching TV.
"Ok thanks" she stood up from the couch following Quinn to the kitchen, she watched as Quinn was putting the rice in a dish. "So… you are not going to tell me what did you do with Brittany?" Quinn put the dish on the table, Gesturing Santana to sit.
"Nothing weird I swear, Britt just wanted us to hang out a little, to get to know each other." She answered easily.
Santana noticed the grin in the other girl's face. She felt something odd inside her. She definitely wanted Quinn to get along with her friends, and this was Brittany, so she obviously wanted them to be friends. But Brittany was into girls as well as boys, what if she ended up liking Quinn. Or worst Quinn liking Brittany.
She shook the thought quickly. What the fuck Santana, are you freaking insane? Brittany is your best friend, she would never ever do something like that to you. Besides Quinn is straight. So that means she would never like Britt or you.
The brunette noticed Quinn was still talking, but she knew she had missed a lot of the conversation.
"Sorry umm… I kind of wasn't listening." She said apologetically.
Quinn simply smiled at Santana. "I said that Britt is really nice… a little complicated though, she talks a lot of her cat but, other than that, she's a really nice person."
"yeah, she's one of a kind…and she's the sweetest person that I ever met, so pure and innocent." Santana talked with a lot of passion about her friend. After all the blonde had been her best friend since they had met.
On the other hand Quinn couldn't help but to raise an eyebrow to the brunette description of her friend.
" you seem to like her a lot" Quinn added casually
"Of course I like her, I freaking love her, and she's my best friend." Santana noticed that Quinn's expression was suggesting something else. "Oh you mean… NO… of course not… I mean, when we were at school. I had like this big crush on her. But I was figuring out my whole gay thing and other shit… and she was always there for me. Always so sweet and caring. I guess I just misunderstood my feelings." Santana shrugged, taking a sip from her glass.
Quinn nodded in response. She could imagine that. She always felt really close to Rachel although she never developed those kinds of feelings for the shorter brunette. perhaps because she wasn't facing changes in her sexuality or maybe the fact that Rachel's attitude was never like Brittany's could be a main factor. She nodded again to Santana who continued her story.
"we tried a little bit… then I got into college, and I decided… for the best of us to break up. I didn't want to screw our friendship… and we found out later that we are better as friends." Santana ended solemnly.
"Well it was really wise of you… umm I think she kind of like Rachel you know…" Quinn didn't want to bring the subject yet, but since Santana was already there and they were talking about Brittany. "She asked me for her number, I didn't know at first… I actually told her that I had to ask Rachel first…"
" no shit" Santana laughed internally. Well this definitively clears all the thoughts from earlier. "Well she hasn't told me anything yet… the hobbit really?"
" Santana…" Quinn rolled her eyes, but she wasn't angry. They had discussed (she had told Santana) to not use nicknames on her friends "I'm not sure if she likes Rachel like that… maybe she just thinks she's a nice person and wants to know her better now that we are gonna hang out more often." Quinn stated trying to sound logical.
"Yeaaah right, because Berry is one of the nicest individuals in the city." The Latina added sarcastically.
"well you are definitively not nice at all, and you still have friends" the blonde pointed back with a smile.
"Touché princess… well I guess well find out about that later" she finished with a smirk.
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The next week Carlos called her daughter. They talk for about thirty minutes on the phone. Quinn was cooking diner. By the time they were eating, she wanted to ask Santana about the phone call. The brunette looked distracted, and they weren't talking as usual.
" do you wanna tell me what's bothering you?" Quinn finally asked after several minutes of silence.
"it's nothing… mi father told me that… he wants me to start working next Monday." Santana let out a sigh. Quinn nodded understanding the brunette mood now. "and he also asked me to tell you… that maybe your family would like to… celebrate thanks giving at my parents place." Santana looked at her plate visibly irritated.
Quinn made a little "oh" with her lips. "I'll ask my mom… we always have like a family reunion but I guess they wouldn't mind… thanks for the offer." Quinn added shyly, she knew this whole thing was hard for Santana, because for her it was easy just pretending they were just roommates.
"Quinn you don't have to do it, I mean I'll just tell my father you already have plans." Now Quinn was confused. Was Santana actually worried to not trouble Quinn? When the blonde was thinking actually the same with her?
"What are you talking about?... I mean I thought you didn't want us to go… that this whole diner together would be too real for you" Quinn's words were out of her mouth before she could analyze them.
Santana opened her eyes looking at Quinn "well I'm kind of think it'll be awkward to your family, but that doesn't mean that I'm afraid or something…" Quinn was laughing with the brunette's answer. "What?"
"Nothing… it's just that you totally sounded like a daughter-in-law." Quinn added, laughing ever harder when Santana only raised an eyebrow.
"She snores when she laughs too hard… that's cute… I like it." Santana thought actually enjoying the sound of the blonde's laugh.
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The next day Quinn called her mother to explain about the Lopez's offer. She thought her mother would be hard to convince. But to Quinn's surprise she seemed happy. She made comments about how long had been since she hadn't seen Rosario and that she would call her to discuss about the arrangements with the food and stuff. Quinn found also very odd that her mother didn't say a thing about the annual reunion. And she even asked her if they could take Sam with them.
There were too many odd things on the blonde's list already and she had to find some answers.
Thanks giving finally came. Santana's mother offered to cook the turkey and Quinn's mother the mashed potatoes and the cranberry sauce. Quinn offered to bring the dessert with Santana. Even though Santana didn't cook.
Rosario grinned happily watching how the girls interacted. She didn't know exactly how to explain but she could see Quinn was already making a change in her daughter's attitude.
Santana on the other hand was incredible nervous, she wasn't good with people, and she was doing her best at not being in the same room with Quinn's father for more than three minutes. She was definitively not scared of the man but she just had never had a father in law, she didn't know the rules. Does she have to talk with him? About what? What if he thought she and Quinn had already slept together…God it was hard… so she stuck to the plan by simply avoiding him.
Why was so easy to Quinn, she was good with her parents. Actually they seemed to love her. This was not fair game. She was acting like a complete idiot while Quinn was chatting happily with everyone.
She decided to go to the backyard for fresh air. It was November so the air was getting cold. She was dinking her beer when she heard footsteps behind her.
" I'm sorry… I kind of got lost." Sam Quinn's cousin was there, beer in hand. "this place is so cool"
"Thanks I guess…" Santana looked back at the pool. Sam walked the distance between them standing next to Santana.
"so… hiding from your parents in law?" the boy added. Santana couldn't help the smile in her lips. She decided that she liked Sam. He was a big dummy boy, with grown up clothes. But he was bearable and he was trying to be nice.
"is that obvious?" she said sarcastically. Sometimes she couldn't help her nature.
Sam just smiled to her surprise. "you been doing it for the past hour… so yeah a little bit…"
Santana only nodded. She didn't trust Sam enough to tell her how awkward this whole situation was for her.
"We should probably go inside they are about to serve diner."
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Monday came flying. Santana went to work as she had promised. Her father was really happy when she came into his office even though she was late. He was still in a good mood from the "Family Diner".
He gave Santana a small office in the same floor of his. He explained her daughter about a new project they had, but gave her some documents of a few contracts that needed to be finished.
Santana came home exhausted. She was tired and with a headache. After diner she went to her room to continue with the documents before going to sleep.
Quinn finished cleaning the kitchen and decided to go to her room. she listened the Latina cursing something in Spanish. She wasn't sure Santana was cursing because her Spanish wasn't very good, but she deduced it by Santana's tone.
She knocked the door; opening it after an irritated "come in".
"Hey are you ok?" she asked Santana concerned. Quinn looked at the brunettes. There were papers everywhere.
Santana let out a deep sigh, she was too tired to lie. "Not really. My father gave these contracts to check them and have them finished for Wednesday… but… to be honest there's a lot of shit here that I don't understand." Santana said looking shyly at Quinn.
Quinn took a few steps forwards. Taking some of the papers from the bed, so she could sit. "why didn't you tell your father?" Santana looked away irritated and the blonde knew the answer.
" well I could help you" Quinn offered. Santana narrowed her eyes looking at her not sure how she could help her.
"I have a degree in business" she added answering the brunette's look.
Santana just nodded. Watching as Quinn read the paper in her hand.
" well for what I know your father's company insures other companies… so they create a mutual arrangement to settle the terms of the partnership. they pay the insure for the period of time the contract demands and if some clause is violate for any side well they go to a legal situation. But that's something I'm not related to so I couldn't really tell you anything." She smiled to Santana. Who smiled back.
" I didn't know you had a business degree." Santana added curiously.
" I graduated this year" she responded proudly. Of course she never mentioned she was the best of her class. " I was supposed to start working with my dad with the business by now…" she didn't want to mention why she wasn't able to help her father with his company, it was too depressing.
"Well you could help me, so you don't get dusty during the year… and I don't get embarrassed in front of my dad." Santana said joking.
"That's definitively not a bad idea…" Quinn was suddenly excited. "I would help you with half of the work" she stated while Santana frowned.
"wow… wow calm down princess… you can't do that…" Santana tried to explain.
" why not… I mean it's a win- win… I get something to do during the day, and you get all the help you need, it's easy as pie."
Santana tried to argue but Quinn was stubborn too, so she ended up agreeing with Quinn.
It was pass midnight, when Santana noticed Quinn had fallen asleep at the end of the bed. She got out of the bed slowly, trying to not wake the blonde. She picked up all the papers from the bed. She watched Quinn's sleeping figure, not sure if she should wake her up or not. She decided to let her sleep there and she could use Quinn's bed.
Santana observed Quinn again. "Well the bed is big enough for both of us". She thought. She decided that there was nothing wrong with both of them sleeping in the same bed. Every time she thought about it there was another excuse to just lay down there. She finally pulled the sheets back to cover. It was hard to move Quinn without waking her. But Santana was extra careful and she made it.
She turned off the light before climbing carefully into bed. The moonlight streaming through the window, illuminating Quinn's face gently. Santana took a moment to watch Quinn closely. Damn the girl was beautiful she thought. And nice, and incredibly smart. Besides she was understood Santana, which was really hard. Santana liked her attitude, and the way she was with other people.
Quinn bit her lower lip softly, as a reflex, probably for some dream. Santana found herself wondering how it would be to kiss those pink lips. She had thought about it since the karaoke night, and right now it was too tempting; and also a mistake, Quinn was sleeping", most important, Quinn was straight! She trusted Santana. She considered her a friend. Santana could not afford to lose the entire progress in their relationship for a moment of weakness.
But she was now really close. She knew she wouldn't be able to stop. She leaned closer to Quinn, her lips almost touching, her heart beating faster than ever. She had been with plenty of girls, but she had never felt her heart like this before. Perhaps it was the fear to be caught. It has to be that.
She closed the space pressing her lips against Quinn's gently. A fire swept her body; she opened her mouth just a little bit to taste a little more. Suddenly Santana opened her eyes wildly as Quinn's lip moved slowly, being adjusted with Santana's in perfect harmony. She looked at Quinn, who seemed to be still asleep. She enjoyed the apparently reflex a few seconds more before pulling back.
Santana pulled the sheets again to make sure the blond wasn't cold. Quinn turned around back to Santana, and the brunette did the same.
Quinn felt Santana's movement behind her, opening her eyes. What had happened? Why had Santana kissed her? And most important why it had felt so good?
Ok guys, I hope you liked it… and let me know if you have some comments or suggestions, they would be very welcomed. By the way, what u think about Britt and Rachel? :D