Santana's Much Older Relationship.
By CollegeStar20
With Santana and Rachel.
Santana kept her hands firmly on Rachel's waist as they watched a movie together at 9:30 at night. Tarryn was already sleeping since she didn't take a nap during the day. They were watching West Side Story. Rachel had her eyes glued to the TV. Santana frowns looking at her girlfriend knowing that pretty soon she was leaving.
"Your missing the best parts of the movie honey, what's wrong?" Rachel said with concern in her voice.
"I don't want to leave in two days." She responded looking away from Rachel. Rachel placed herself in Santana's arms and rest her head agains Santana's.
"I know you don't baby but when you move here, we can be the family were wanted to be." Santana smiled liking the sound of them becoming a family.
"I love you and Tarryn so much that I do want to be her mom and mama just like your her mother and mommy." Rachel nods smiling at her sadly.
"Are you ready to take on the role being her mom and mama Jaza?" Santana nods wanting to be Tarryn's mama so badly. Rachel got off her lap and walked into her room getting something then walked back out with a bright smile on her. "This is for you." Santana took the folded paper from Rachel and opened it not believing what she was seeing.
Name: Tarryn Rose Berry
Eye Color: Green.
Hair Color. Brunette.
Date Of Birth: March 10. 2011. Time of Birth: 1:33 AM
Mother: Rachel Barbra Berry.
Mom. Santana Jazabelle Lopez.
She saw that Rachel's signature was on the birth certificate and she saw that her signature was also on there aswell.
"Wait was this this the paper you made me sign last week when I was too tired to actually look at it?" Santana asked giving her a look.
"Yup I thought this could be a great going away present before you come back, are you mad?" Santana looked back at it and shook her head.
"No I'm not mad at all, I can't believe Tarryn is actually my daughter! do you know how happy this makes me?" Rachel hopes it makes her really happy.
"Why don't you tell me how you are Sanny." Santana puts the paper down and crashed her lips on Rachel's.
Rachel moans loudly in Santana's mouth before closing her eyes deepening the kiss. Santana grabbed ahold of Rachel's waist and pulled her onto her lap firmly grabbing her ass making Rachel squeal slightly as they keep making out. Santana loved this but she knew that Rachel wasn't ready for that.
San pulls back slowly hearing her girlfriend whimpering. "Why did you stop?" Rachel pouted. Santana chuckles.
"Because I know your not ready for that kind of relationship yet and I want to respect your wishes honey." Rachel sighs pulling away.
"I guess but I really wanted to get our mack on but whatever, I'm going to take a cold shower." Rachel got up and walked to her room closing the door.
Santana looked back at Tarryn's birth certifcate a few times and puts it in Rachel's office room then goes to Tarryn's room to see her sleeping peacefully in her crib.
"Well Tarryn Rose Berry, your mother/mommy tricked me into something so big while I was half asleep! Tarryn baby I'm your mom/mama now offically and I love it, it's insane how much you look like Rachel even if you didn't come out of her stomach, I love your mother very much and I still hate that I hurt her."
Santana mumbled looking down at the sleeping child. She felt hands wrap arm her waist.
"I love your mama very much Tarryn and she needs to stop worrying about hurting me, I'm a woman that's 25 years old." Rachel murmured again Santana's neck.
Santana turns her head to see Rachel only wearing a towel. "Why are you doing that to me?" Santana whispered licking her lips.
"Why don't you come to my room and I will show you why." She answered with a raspy voice making Santana fill chills going down her spine.
Santana felt Rachel grab her hand and pull out of their daughter's room and into Rachel's room. Santana saw the sexy smirk on her face locked the door after they walked in.
Rachel watched her girlfriend as she slept next to her naked in only a sheet the next morning, she smiled thinking about the night before when they made love to each other since they got back together. She got up from her bed naked and rushed into the bathroom. She used the bathroom then took a shower. She wrapped herself in her towel and walked out smiling seeing Santana still sleeping. She put on clean underwear and bra then put on some skinny jeans and a gray v neck top. She dried her hair and put it in a messy pony tail. She did her makeup then walked out of the room and checked on Tarryn who was now wide awake.
"Hey baby girl did you sleep good for mommy and Tana?" Tarryn nods yawning and Rachel takes her out of crib.
"Mommy Tana sleepy?" Rachel nods telling her Tana is very sleepy and they go to Tarryn's changing table and change her for the day.
The door bell rings and Rachel calls Santana. "WHAT RACHEL I'M SLEEPING?" She yells back that she's changing Tarryn and the door bell rang.
Santana sighs hating that she smells like sex and put on one of Rachel's shirts and some shorts. She fixed her hair and rushed out of the room and opened the door.
"What are you doing here?" Santana asked shocked yet angry. "I came to see my daughter is that a crime?" Santana glared at the woman.
"Shelby she really doesn't want to see you,so why don't you leave." Shelby glanced at Santana's look and could smell the scent of sex on her.
"Last time I checked that you two were over, why are you here Santana Lopez?" Shelby asked getting annoyed.
"We got back together Shelby, were keeping our relationship not so public this time around!" Shelby nodded wondering if that was Santana's idea.
Just then they heard footsteps and both woman see Rachel walking up to them while holding Tarryn. Shelby smiled at Tarryn knowing it was her granddaughter.
"What are you doing here Shelby?" Rachel put Tarryn on the couch and told Santana to change and take a shower. Santana glanced at Shelby once again before leaving.
"I came to talk, can we talk please?" Rachel stared at her mother for a second before nodding letting her in and Rachel closes the door.
Find out what happens next.
