Chapter 4

Brittany was losing herself in a dance when Emily dragged Santana to the fire pit. She pulled her down to sit next to her and handed her a marshmallow on a stick.

"So, something's been playing on my mind all day" Emily said

"Go on"

"If you and Britt aren't together, then why do you still act so...close?" Emily asked

"Like I said, she's lost without me. I'm a complete bitch without her. I love her, honestly, but she's just such a free spirit that I don't want to be with her if it means she has to hide as well. But then I feel like it's not a big deal to her and no one's going to judge her because, well, she's Brittany" Santana explained. "Don't get me wrong, when she whispers 'I miss you' I just melt and let her in again, but I really need space to figure myself out"

"So, you're confused? Let me ask you this, do you think anyone at this party is hot?" Emily asked

"Erm...oh god, this is embarrassing. I'm usually so happy to just tell a guy I like them and have emotionless sex, but yeah, you're hot" Santana laughed

"See, that wasn't so hard. What about any of the guys? I saw you looking at one of the British kids" Emily accused

"Did you see how hairy he was? God, no way was I going to tap that" Santana said, a little less nervous this time.

"Oh trust me, I saw. So, that little experiment proved one thing" Emily told her

"What's that?"

"You wouldn't mind if I kissed you," Emily said "Because I really want to," To answer, Santana leaned in and lightly touched her lips to Emily's. Santana wrapped her right arm around Emily's shoulder and her left around her waist and pushed her till Emily was lying on the grass. Santana didn't make any effort to dominate the kiss, just to sustain it. Emily tasted of chocolate and chlorine, a surprisingly pleasant mixture. When Emily tried to sit up Santana took it as a sign to pull away. She kept her arms around the swimmer, though.

"That was pretty great" Santana said, breathless. She took the toasted marshmallow from her stick and fed it to Emily.

"Have you figured yourself out yet?" Emily asked

"I think I already had, but you definitely confirmed my beliefs" Santana looked around her. "We'll continue this later, okay?"

"Sure, I think we should be getting back to our rooms soon. It was nearly 11 when I pulled you over here. San, don't forget I'm happy to help you, with anything" Emily said with a smile.

"God, how exactly am I supposed to sleep tonight when I can see you across the room?" Santana asked

"You could sleep next to me?" Emily suggested. They laughed but it was soon silenced when Emily noticed Santana looking deep into her eyes. Emily looked back into Santana's. "You're beautiful, you know"

"Not as beautiful as you." Santana said "Damn, this isn't the usual shit I get into. I prefer date, sex, it's over. Except Brittany, that's so much more. But no, we're over. It's about me, on my own, now." Santana stopped to think "But I guess I could make this summer about you."

They walked back to the pool hand-in-hand to find almost everyone had left. Brittany and Spencer could be seen in their room, as well as their roommates. Santana saw 2 of the 6 people left included Lottie and Caitlin as well as some other English kids. They decided to go into their room to have a little more space.

"How about we pull our beds together?" Santana said with a wink

"I like your thinking" Emily laughed. "But maybe we should take it a little slower. I've known you 12 hours".

"I guess" Santana nodded. She followed Emily to her bed, sat down beside her and took her hand. "The moment I arrived here I knew this summer would be one of the best times of my life. So I need you to help me with it"

"Of course, I'll make this the best summer ever!" Emily said, pulling Santana to lie beside her. She reached up to hold Santana's hair out of her face. Their bikinis left enough bare skin to make their body temperatures noticeable. Santana slowly leaned in to kiss Emily and ran her hand across Emily's stomach, feeling the muscles clench at her touch. She reached Emily's hip and used it as leverage to pull herself to straddle the taller girl. She then moved her hands to around Emily's neck and leaned in to kiss her again, this time forcing entry to Emily's mouth with her tongue. She could feel her perfectly straight teeth against it and taste the marshmallow still lingering in her mouth. Just as Emily reached up around Santana's back to undo her bikini top, Lottie walked in. She coughed loudly to make her presence noticed.

"Caitlin owes me 20 quid" she whispered to herself then went into the bathroom.

"I guess this is where our rendezvous ends for today" Emily said. "Fuck, I don't think I've ever been that far with a girl I know, let alone an almost-stranger" She laughed

"You're a virgin?" Santana asked then nodded to herself "Yeah, I can see that actually"

"Wait, how?" Emily asked, feigning shock.

"I just know. I've taken many-a-virginity" Santana whispered "And I'm prepared to take more" She murmured in Emily's ear, and then went to her bed. "Goodnight beautiful"

"Goodnight" Emily said across the room. When Lottie re-entered the room she noticed the girls had gone to their beds but were both lying awake, staring at the ceiling.

"No need to break it up because of me. I bet on you getting together in one night" She laughed.

"Well were two hot lady lovers, what'd you expect?" Santana said. "Wait, that sounds like I'd get with any hot lesbian. No, I didn't mean it like that. I really like Emily, she's sweet and I'm a bitch, so we complement each other. But she is hot"

"Well thanks, San" Emily giggled. It was a shy kind of response, like Emily wasn't used to being told something like that, which Santana highly doubted. "You're hot, too." The tone of her voice reminded Santana of the times Brittany would mimic her when she wasn't sure what to say. Like the time Santana told Brittany she loved her for the first time and Brittany said she loved her too, but had to clarify that they couldn't be together. It was like a tiny ounce of doubt. It stung, but Santana knew Emily hadn't meant to sound like that. It was nerves, she told herself.