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Santana's POV

I sit on the edge of the bed, waiting for Brittany in the bathroom. After a few minutes she appears, both still in our pajamas. I glance at the clock on the wall, still only early.

"San I can do it. I can handle Sofia, she just gets emotional that's all. I did it last time." She says, returning to the conversation we started earlier but never finished.

"It's not you I don't trust, it's them. And babe Sofia can get out of control, but besides that, they're both little divas."

Brittany laughs, and then cocks her head to the side. "I can do it San. I'll be fine."

Then slowly her hand slowly sides up my thigh and she traces random shapes with her thumb.

"Okay." I say, squeezing my legs tight. "Okay" I say again.

Her hand slowly slides back down and as she pulls away she pecks me on the lips. As we break away, she rests her head on mine. Then returning the kiss, I catch her bottom lip with my teeth. Then my tongue explores her mouth.

We stand up, and she moans as I push her against the wall. Then we break away and I slide my hands down into her shorts. My fingers find their way and she lets out a slight whimper, then I smash my lips against hers, softening her moan. My fingers thrust in and out, faster and faster. I break away, and begin biting at her neck, sucking at it and marking my territory.

"San." She whimpers.

I smile, going faster, but continue to slide my tongue along her neck. Brittany tilts her head back, her breathing heavy.

"Come on Britt," I whisper in her ear, getting faster over time.

Then she lets put one last moan, and I kiss her. Helping her lower from her high, removing my fingers.

"That's my girl." I whisper, pressing a kiss on her collarbone.

Brittany's POV

"This is Carly." I say, pointing to my blonde roommate. She's in her favorite Nirvana shirt and black leggings. We enter the doorway to my small apartment.

I look down at the two small Latinas by my side.

"Hello." Valerie smiles, playing with her braid.

"Hey." Carly waves.

"Sofia say hi." Valerie whispers in her younger sister's ear.

Sofia takes a step back, burying her face in my leg.

"She's a little shy." I say, rubbing her arms.

Carly laughs.

"Well just take a seat." I say, pointing over at the red sofa. "I won't take too long. But for now why don't you watch some TV?" I say, turning it on and flicking through the channels, eventually stopping on Dora The Explorer.

"Brittany is this you?" Valerie asks, referring to the picture frames hung up on the wall, the photos of me in high school, as a child, my first dance class.

"Yes it is."

Valerie smiles. "You always look pretty."

"Well thank you Val. But you're gorgeous, both of you." I smile.

"Thank you." She smiles "Well Brittany, we have the same eyes."

"We do don't we?" I say, searching through the cupboards.

"Yeah blue, and we both like to

Carly clears her throat. "You know I love kids, and they are adorable, but what are you doing here?"

"Well I'm looking after the girls. Santana had a grocery list on the fridge, which I snatched and I thought I'd take them shopping with me."

"And you're here because?"

"I was coming by to see what we need? ...He's here isn't he?"

She nods, scratching her head.

I roll my eyes.

"So you get spend all this time with you your girlfriend and then what I can't have him over." She scowls.

"I didn't say anything." I defend myself.

She sighs.

"Okay. Done." I say, writing the last thing on the list. "Come on girls."

"Bye Carly." Valerie smiles.

Sofia just runs over, taking my hand.

"Bye." I call out. "Don't have too much fun, this is my apartment too, remember that."

After arriving I soon realised keeping an eye on Sofia and especially Valerie, who whenever she could took the opportunity to look at everything , was much harder than expected. I had to … Santana being a single mom of two.

"Brittany, what do we need next?"

"Well," I hum, tapping the pen on my chin. "Pickles, which I think are in the next aisle."

"Okay." Valerie smiles, and in a split seconds runs off. The last thing I see her little braid swinging as she ran.

"Valerie-" I frown, then lift Sofia onto my hip and hurry after Valerie. "Valerie sweetie, what did Brittany say about running off? Please don't do it. You worry me." I say, heading down the aisle. I then stop besides her, realising who she was staring up at. "Michael." I stutter.

Sorry about any typos and that this chapter was very short.

What will happen next? Who knows? I'm a bag full of surprises.

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