hey i know it's been a while. but here it is. umm this chapter goes between POVs so i hope you enjoy. remember r&r :D

NEW YORK CITY

Rachel´s pov

We were in the middle of April, and thank god the city was getting warmer, I know lots of people consider New York as a big, nasty city with rude people, but for me it's actually really beautiful, once you get used to her, you learn to love her.

And today I was in such a good mood, perhaps it's the fact that the reviews for my role in this new play that in working had been wonderful all week, or perhaps it's the fact that… well I got laid last night.

Once again it didn't mean to happen, it was a mistake and it won't happen again, even though it was amazing, but sex with friends can only ends up with a tragedy, and I'm not willing to risk my friendship with Brittany.

The first time I admit it, was my fault, and kind of hers too if you consider how beautiful she was in that sexy dress the night of Vogue's gala. When she took me home I could only think about the kiss from the night before and… well you know how those kind of thoughts end.

But that was a month ago, and we've been having like, five… encounters since then. I'm so ashamed of my lack of self control. Fortunately Britt always tells me not to worry that everything is fine and things do not have to be awkward.

-"hey Rach… you're late"- and there she is already, in the dance studio. I had told her that I wanted to keep with dance lessons, I mean, practice it's always good right?. She has this beautiful and sweet smile on her face, and I can only think how this soft expression can be replaced for a hungrier one, when she's kissing me.

-"I'm sorry, you know I don't like to be unpunctual but the traffic and…" – God I'm rambling, which only makes her smile bigger, she nods and tells me to warm up before we start .

-"I'm gonna be over there, so call me when you're done ok"- she tells me after a moment pointing at the other side of the room. I nod and begin stretching. After a couple of minutes my attention is captured for the sight of her beautiful body moving around the room. I can't help but stare; Brittany is such a great dancer, literally art in motion. I don't even notice that I'm not stretching anymore; all I can do is watch her.

Our eyes connect through the mirror and she smiles.

-"sorry I didn't notice you had finished." – She says walking over me.

I haven't, but I can feel my body warm and my heart racing with anticipation.

-"Should we sta…" – I don't let her finish her sentence my lips are on hers while my hand goes to her neck to pull her close to me. She doesn't kiss me at first and I'm about break the kiss and apologize when I feel her lips responding. I start tracing kisses along her jaw, down to her neck. –"Rachel"- she breaths out, and I know she's trying to stop me, but the way she makes my name sound can only make me wanna hear it again, and louder. –"you're gonna regret this"- she says with a little more control on her voice. I know she wants this, cos her hands are on my hips and she keeps kissing me, but she's also giving me an out, she knows I'm confused, and most important she's putting or friendship first. I should be like her, but I can't, I can't be mature when I feel her body pressed against mine.

-" I know… but I can't care less" I answer sincerely.

Suddenly I feel myself being lifted from the floor. Brittany's hands are on my ass, holding me. I cross my legs around her waist and my arms around her neck in order to help her carrying my weigh. She walks a few steps to reach the only leather couch in the room. She sits with me on top of her, looking me intently with those amazing blue eyes for a couple of seconds. There are so much passion in her eyes, that the only I can think it's that I don't want this to be the last time those eyes look at me like that.

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I'm burning my brain trying to figure out this thing about Britt, she's incredible sexy, and beautiful, nice and charming, she has this way to see the world that makes everything seem soft, pink and sweet, just like her. But I'm not gay; I mean I do have this feeling this… attraction… strong and filled with lust and passion. But it was just that, I mean I have never felt this way, the closest thing was when I met Quinn in high school and I thought she was really pretty but, it was just a competitive feeling, this race between the head cheerleader and the soon-to-be super star. Quinn and I faced things that at the end just helped us to become the best friends we are now.

I think I already screwed up everything with Brittany. Because I can't stop this anymore, I don't have any intention this far to stop it either. But that does not makes me gay, it just make me, curious, straightly-flexible, well I don't think that's an actual word but it describes what's happening to me now.

I just hope that the entire thing doesn't go to the awkward, you know those stories where the girl asks the guy what are they doing and what does he feel about her? I don't want Brittany to ask me anything like that because honestly, I don't know how I feel about her.

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"San!" Brittany hugged Santana as we got inside the house. Santana kissed her cheek in return smiling at her cheeriness. Quinn appeared a second later, extending her arms to hug Brittany too. I can not stop wondering when The Quinn Fabray that I knew in high school changed so much, Quinn used to be so possessive and jealous, that I always thought that she never really loved the guys she dated; she just liked to be the center of the attention. And now to see her so cool about her actual wife hugging and kissing her ex was kind of weird for me. If it was me I wouldn't be so cool about it, good thing that it was not me and that I was completely sure Britt was over Santana, and I think so does Quinn.

"Berry" Santana nodded at me a faint of a smile gracing her lips, that was the best I was gonna get from her and I was, to my own surprise not offended at all, she's just like that, and can't help it. I greeted Quinn warmly and follow her into the dining room.

"Well Berry we actually cooked your vegan crap so you better enjoy it." Santana informed me rolling her eyes when Noah protested. "Shut up Puckerman you can get wasted after diner if you want… there's plenty of beer in the fridge"

"Now you're talking dude… let's eat" said Noah more enthusiastically.

The Lasagna was actually really good, I know by fact that Quinn is a great cook but I was even more surprised when I found out it was Santana's experiment. When everybody complemented her Quinn took her hand tenderly and pecked her on the lips. it was so nice to see the way Quinn behaved with Santana and almost miraculous the way Santana's expression softened every time her eyes fixed on Quinn.

I looked around the table, I was next to Noah, and beside him was Brittany, who was talking effusively with Sam, my eyes stayed with them a little, I observed the way Sam's eyes lighted up every now and then, or more specifically every time Brittany smiled and laughed, I could not blame him she had that effect on people. I felt a pang in my stomach and I had to force myself to swallow the rest of my food down my throat, when Sam's beautiful, but still incredible big lips brushed Brittany's ear. She smiled and turned to face him but they got really close when Sam didn't move.

"so Sam how's Mercedes?" asked Quinn, and by the tone in her voice I wasn't the only one who notice what was about to happen. Sam's smile fell as he just shrugged. I do remember now that Sam has a girlfriend, but she was moving to LA so she could achieve her dream to be a star. Even with that Sam and Mercedes keep up with their long distance relationship. I felt a little relieved, I know Sam now well enough to know that he's not the cheater type and neither is Britt.

"She's still in LA… hmm she's fine for what I know… apparently she got a contract to be a second voice for some girl who's about to record an album." Sam answered, but not as excited with the idea as everybody else. "But we… are no longer together". He finished as the previous cheers went silent replaced by questioning and apologetic looks, even Santana seemed to be sorry about Sam. And I tried too, but the way Brittany was hugging him, trying to comfort him, was making me feel…. Odd again, I still can't put the finger on it but I was not pleasant at all.

"She's in the way of success now …and she actually asked me to visit her, but I told her that I can't, I'm about to be homeless in no time" he tried to smile like it was a joke, but Quinn was soon standing next to him.

"What!?" to my surprise it was actually Santana the one who was asking "why haven't you told us anything?"

"It's ok I mean… I'll figure it out; I just need to find a job, like ASAP" he explained casually.

"Well you can move in with me… lord tubbs wont mind, I mean, he'll be upset a week or two but then he'll get it over." I was shocked. Why in hell was Brittany inviting someone who practically drooled over her, and was recently single to live with her? Not that I mind it of course. She was single, he was single. They could do whatever they wanted to.

"you're very nice but I'm fine, I mean, I've been looking for a job, just that it's kind of hard" he explained again

"Dude, too bad that you're not a bartender anymore, and you're broke, cos we would totally rock as partners." As Noah spoke, everybody in the room even me I have to say, where completely lost with his comment.

" no the time to let out your five gay minutes Puckerman" said Santana, but he just rolled his eyes

"I'm talking about the best business ever, there's this restaurant that belongs to a client, he's an old guy that lives with her wife but her daughter lives in Florida, and she's having twins so he's moving there to be with his daughter and the babies."

When no one seemed to understand his explanation he continued

.-"and we could rent the place… we could buy a Bar… it's genius, I mean it's the perfect neighborhood… just think about it, and you arealready a barman".- she said with enthusiasm

.-"dude that would be awesome but I'm totally broke and I can't barely pay my rent this month, to do something like that you need like… a lot of money and someone that actually knows about… well business" .- Sam resonated.

"That's not a problem man, Q here can give us a hand… besides I already manage my own business so it's not a biggi".- Noah pointed at my friend, Quinn just arched an eyebrow and looked at Santana.

-"you know, I might gonna regret saying this, for being the most stupid idea ever, but I think he's kind of right, it could work."- San offered carefully, her eyes on Puck, then on Sam.

"I don't mind to help you guys, while you get used to it… but it's not just that it's more about the concept of the place and the decoration, the kind of clients… that's really a lot of work" Quinn offered nonchalantly, I for the first time in my life was remaining silent.

"easy Q, if we do this, we're gonna need tons of help, I know, but the concept is easy, some nights a Karaoke bar, and others like a coyote ugly kind of thing, it will be versatile." Noah seemed like he has thought about it for real.

"I'm pretty sure Kurt will be happy to help you with the decoration as soon as he's back from Miami." I said, right know this whole thing seemed more like a real project than just a wanna-be dream."

Everybody was excited now, even Santana, who quickly started to make jokes about the place and how Kurt's concept of "decoration" was gonna make the bar look like a spa for drag queens.

"guys guys, ok… yeah it will be awesome but where are we gonna get the money?" protested Sam looking a bit tired of talking about "the money problem again".

"Oh don't worry I'll give it to you" Britt said in the most casual way.

Everybody, except from Santana looked at her confused, even me.

" Britt that's a lot of money, I'm sure Noah can get a loan in the bank and…" I tried to resonate with her; sometimes her innocence can get her confused."

"oh I know, like 20 thousand?... I can give it to you, you can pay me when you get the money… or give us all free drinks, it's the same." Britt says waving a hand and smiling as if she had just offered a glass of water

"Let her give you the money… she wants to…" Santana's words cut the protests, as we all decided to keep talking about the new bar.

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Santana

"Quinn stop … I'm gonna be late for work…" I try to fight but her lips keep pressing and gently sucking A REALLY weak spot on my neck, I have to be strong, I mean I have to go to work, I can't stay here all morning having passionate, intense, amazing sex with my wife… or can I ? Suddenly she pulls back. *damn I shouldn't be so persistent*

"So… you didn't tell me, how's that Britts was so willing to give Sam and Puck that much of money… she has to be going pretty good with her dance studio" Quinn asks still really close to me grabbing me by the waist.

"well… I don't really know about the dance studio, but…" I have already told her that Britt was a genius, but even I don't know how to explain that she's also kind of rich.- "when she got into college there was these mean people that used to make fun of her, so her teacher, the one who got her into that school asked her to solve an equation, he said that she had like, a year to solve it, to give her enough time… well Britt did it in two months." – I tried my best to remember the whole thing, Quinn looked at me confused. "Turns out that, the equation she solved was in fact, something like a contest between super nerds. They call it the millennium race or some crap like that… that equation is one of the seven most complicated in the world." I couldn't help but smile at how proud I was of my best friend; this will always be a great story.

"Ok but I still don't get, how is that she has all that money." She looks at me with those hazel, sparkling eyes, I've learn some things about Quinn during these past months.

First she's incredible talented, not just with the camera but with everything, she draws, she writes, she cooks, she bakes, and damn she can sing.

Second she's bossy, which I have to admit I love about her.

She's always so honest.

And even though I think I learned to read all her facial expressions, when she wants to be an impenetrable mask she does.

"The award was one million dollars" her perfectly shaped eyebrow rose comically, I smile, nodding at her completely surprised expression.

"That explains everything" she adds

I look at my watch once again, now I'M gonna be late.

"I gotta go babe…" she pouts but kisses me again softly. "I'll make it up to you tonight ok"

"Boss?" kitty's voice breaks into my thoughts. *later Santana* I tell myself. I met her eyes asking silently.- "Mr. Blackwood is here".

"Sure let him in" I stand up from my leather chair. "Oh and Kitty" she turns around, when her hand is almost reaching the door. "I need a reservation for two" . I don't really know any romantic places, so I don't give her much explanation.

"Any place in particular?" my assistant asks, but her tone lets me know that she's teasing me for more information.

"Surprised me" and I smile back.

We're in the middle of May, it's been two weeks since the guys and Quinn started to work with the bar project, it's so nice to see her so excited about something, she's great, like I said before, so smart, and dedicated with her job. I can only be amazed at how wonderful she is.

Part of me felt guilty, I know that since we got married she's been staying at home. The first time we talked about if she wanted to work at my father's company she said no. she almost convinced me that she was ok with the contracts she worked on during the day at home, that it gave us something to discuss during diner and an excellent excuse to visit me at the office.

But eventually I jump to the conclusion that she didn't want to make her father felt nostalgic. The fact that she's not able to work with him would only remind him the temporal lost of her company, and that would only remind him the "lost" of her daughter, the one who sacrificed her freedom in order to saving him from going to jail. Well better not to think about it

"Boss, Mr. Lopez wants to see you in his office." I thanked Kitty and collected a few things to put them on my purse.

I left my office and walked down the hallway to my father's office, he was standing next to the little bar, pouring a drink on a glass, whisky I notice.

"papi, you wanted to see me?" I said, he smiled at me, nodding, and with his free hand he indicated me to sit. He walked to his desk and took a folder then back to me.

" Santana, how's Quinn?" he asked politely. I smiled at the mention of my wife's name. such a reflect I'm having lately.

"she's fine Papi… we're fine, thanks" I responded, this was kind of weird. It's not usual of my father to call me to his office just to talk about my personal life. He looked at me for a couple of seconds and then he gave me the folder.

I opened and started to read it. There was good numbers reflected on it, I figured that that was a good account and my father wanted me to take care of it.

"this is Russell's Account." He said before I could ask anything.

This was great; this meant that Russell could get his company back.

"Papi this are very good numbers, this means that he has his company back, isn't it?"

I was genuinely happy, Quinn would be o happy too and she would finally work with her father now. Why did my father looked so… worried then?

" yeah, Santana, let me explain you something, when we signed the contract to…. freeze legal actions against Russell Fabray, we… Russell and I…. he agreed to, marry his daughter with… well with you."

"for a year I know that Dad" I interrupted, I already knew that, why was he acting all mysterious. Quinn and I had been married like seven months.

"yeah mija… for a year… or until he was able to pay his debt with us." My father let out a breath, and I felt my heart in my throat.

"what do you mean?..." I asked confused, I felt dizzy, what the actual fuck, why was I reacting this way. I mean…

" it means that once he see this and we sign the respective papers. He's able to let Quinn ask for divorcé". He finished. I couldn't read my father's expression. He was just feeling guilty. I felt suddenly angry. Even more than when I found out I was gonna get married.

"how's that you didn't tell me that little piece of information?... fuck Dad I… I need to go Quinn's waiting for me, we're gonna have dinner I…." I stood up abruptly. And my father did too taking me by the arm not letting me go.

"Honey I'm sorry. En verdad lo siento, I never thought that he will make it so fast." He said and I could only notice honesty in his voice.

"he surely worked his ass off to make sure her daughter didn't suffer the whole year with me" I said bitterly, this was not about Russell I liked him, and his family. I was just hurt. "does he know about this?" I asked offering the folder back to my Dad.

" he will found out tomorrow, right know all this information is sent to me first… Mija talk to Quinn, she's a good girl… I'm sure you two can work this out."

Could we? I was not sure about it, what did I even want?, eight months ago all I wanted was my freedom. To be single and my life just as it was.

I left the building and headed home. I felt exhausted, I nearly forgot about my dinner with Quinn. I was early at home earlier than I was expected, so I found Quinn in the bathtub. Her golden hair up, and her body covered with bubbles.

"Hey you're early, you wanna join me?" she asked smiling lifting a hand towards me. I nodded absently, and took my clothes off. She stood up and hugged me before I get in the tub. It was may and it was hot but I didn't mind the warm of her body against mine. The sight of her nudity was breathtaking. I sit behind her and smelt her hair. She talked about her day but my mind was somewhere else.

What would I say to her? Hey guess what your father paid his debt and you can go now, but would you stay because I fell in love with you and I don't think I could live without you in my life… no oh ok, then could we at least be friends ? so pathetic, I mean we haven't even discuss about what we will do when the year ended, does she wants to be with me, keep things like they are, or maybe divorce but be friends with benefits until she finds someone else and then I'd die in jealousy.

"then Sam turned in to a zombie, because of that dog's bite and he tried to eats us, but Brittany is some sort of master ninja and kicked his ass and…"

Shit I got to lost in my thoughts.

"I'm sorry Q I… I was somewhere else." I tried to offer a smile but I was kind of flat so I didn't convince her.

"Santana are you ok you can talk to me you know" she turned around a little and kissed me softly.

"Yeah it's nothing, too much work that's all."

"hmm I think we better stay here tonight, I'll order something and we can cuddle" Quinn said with a big smile.

" oh no Quinn it's not necessary I mean I wanted this night for us." I explain, I recomposed my face and offered her a sweet smile.

"it will be, we don't need a fancy restaurant baby, just you and me." She got out of the tub, and took a towel. " I'll order something… have some rest I'll be right back"

I took her hand kissing it softly. "Thanks Q" I said before she left the room. I know what I want; I want her, to be with me, to be us not just a year, but more. I'm gonna ask her to stay with me.