June 5th, 2024
It was very hard for Santana to adjust to her new life. Things were still handed to her on a silver platter, but a lot of folks in Lima seemed to not care she was a millionaires. Mercedes took the news of Santana's break better than she thought she would. Mercedes wanted to take some time for her and Lamar in his off season. Maybe record a solo album or two.
In the meantime, Brittany and Artie had tried to set her up with a few of their guy friends but nothing panned out. Honestly, after the near rape experience Santana had last year, she wasn't too keen on any man. Maybe that's why they were trying again with a woman this time.
"She's really nice. I promise." Brittany said as she ran a brush through Santana's hair.
"I would hope you guys wouldn't set me up with some asshole." Santana chuckled as she put her mascara on.
"Do you want your hair up or down?" Brittany asked, "With that dress, I suggest up so you can show off your neck."
"Totally." Santana watched in the mirror as Brittany pulled her hair up. Brittany had a real gift for doing hair. She always let her do it when they were younger. Brittany sprayed some hair spray on the up do and stood back.
"Perfect." She sang. Santana stood up, adjusted her short red dress, and looked in the mirror. She looked pretty hot if she did say so herself.
"Auntie," Sophia walked into the bedroom, "Ooooh. You're pretty."
"Thank you, Sunshine." Santana told her.
"Natalie is here. Daddy told me to come get you." She said.
"Great. Let's do this." Santana took a deep breath. She always hated moments like these. The first meeting. What if she wasn't attracted to her? She'd have to sit through an entire evening. Brittany led Santana out into the living room to get the first look at her date. "Wow…"
Natalie sure as hell was nothing like Santana had been expecting. She sure as hell didn't look like a scientist. Maybe if the Playboy mansion hired a hot scientist to resurrect Hugh Heffner. Santana couldn't help but to eye her perfect body up and down. She typically didn't have a thing for red heads, but Man, she sure did now. Natalie pushed her curls off of her pale freckled shoulders as she turned to look at Santana.
"Hey…" Natalie smiled shyly, taking in the gorgeous sight in front of her. It took her a moment to realize she was staring her up and down. She blushed slightly as she extended her hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Santana. Artie hasn't shut up about you all week." Santana laughed.
"I hope all good things." She said shaking the woman's hand. Wow, such soft skin.
"Very good things." Natalie said. Brittany and Artie exchanged smiles. Maybe this time their matchmaking skills were actually good. "Care to go? I'm famished."
"Most definitely." Santana said as she led Natalie outside into the warm Summer evening. "You look beautiful." Natalie blushed again.
"Not nearly as beautiful as you." She said bringing Santana to her car. Santana was impressed that she opened the door for her. She took in a deep breath as she watched Natalie walk around the car to the drivers side. She was very nervous and that was so unlike her. Santana couldn't help her eyes roam Natalie's legs as she sat down and her short dress was made even shorter. "So, Artie mentioned that you were a singer."
"Oh yeah." Santana giggled with embarrassment. "I'm kind of taking a break from it right now. It gets tough when you have no privacy."
"So you're kind of a big deal?" Natalie asked. Ahh, this was refreshing. "I'm sorry. I don't really know current music. I've been too busy. I think the last time I listened to the radio was in high school so you know Gaga and Spears."
"Just top forty. I mean, We had a 1 single for a long time." Santana said. "But I'm really enjoying normal life."
"That's really cool. You have a Grammy or anything?" Natalie asked.
"Yeah. We have one." Santana said.
"That's really cool." She said, "Scientists don't have awards shows."
"Well, they should." Santana told her, "So what exactly do you do there, Miss Scientist?"
"Oh It's nothing glamorous." Natalie waved her hand trying to dismiss her career. Santana shrugged.
"So? Its still important." She told her "What are you guys doing there? I can comprehend some things." Natalie would have been worried she had fucked something up if Santana hadn't began to laugh.
"Stem Cell research. Basically, we're trying to give people a chance to walk." She explained, "People like Artie. We've been working so hard these past few years. Every time we get ahead, something happens to knock us down a peg."
"Do you think Artie will be walking ever?" Santana asked. Natalie nodded.
"If we stay on the track we're on now, maybe in like ten years." She said, "I know that sounds like it's taking forever, but in the Science world, that's pretty quick."
"That's amazing." Santana shook her head as Natalie pulled into the parking lot of Le Petite. As Natalie got out of the car, Santana took in a deep breath. Why was she still so nervous? The two women walked into the restaurant and were seated.
Santana was already having a fantastic time. Natalie was such an interesting woman. They had nothing in common while growing up. But once they hit their adult years, asides from their careers, their lives were very similar. Natalie even revealed a near rape attack she had last year.
"That's insane." Santana said cutting into her fish, "Did you eat at that little hole in the wall Little Italy there too?"
"Oh my god yes!" Natalie laughed almost bouncing in her seat, "It was hilarious. The lady refused to let me eat at the counter. She grabbed my arm an pulled me into a booth."
"Yes!" Santana clapped her hands, "It was crazy, but amazing!"
"The pizza was to die for!" Natalie said.
"I cannot believe we were there the same summer." Santana shook her head, "This world is really way too small."
"Did you get a chance to go swimming? The north shore has some amazing beaches." Natalie said.
"Of course. It's not summer until I get this body into a bikini!" Santana said. Natalie arched her eyebrow.
"I'd like to see that." She said. Then she realized, she had said that out loud and not in her head. Natalie turned three shades of red. "I didn't mean that…I mean, I did, but that was so inappropriate…" Santana nearly choked on her fish.
"It wasn't." She said with a slight chuckle, "Trust me, you do want to see this in a bikini."
"You're too much." Natalie said, "I'm glad Artie and Brittany set us up on a date."
"Me too." Santana said. The two women sat there in silence for a moment just looking at each other. The waitress tried to convince them to get dessert, but both were too stuffed. They bickered over the check, but Santana won and she paid the bill. "Do you want to go for a walk, Natalie? it's a warm night and I'm not ready for this date to end."
"I would love to." Natalie said. The women left the restaurant. Santana took in a deep breath and took Natalie's hand. Right now she was enjoying this woman's company, she didn't care if any paparazzi saw them. "it's about time one of us made a move."
"You make me nervous and I'm not used to being nervous." Santana confessed as they walked down the street hand in hand.
"I make you nervous?" Natalie couldn't help but to giggle.
"Well, yeah." Santana shrugged. "its been a very very long time since I've been with a woman and-"
"Oh Santana, shut up." Natalie pulled Santana close to her. She slid her hand behind Santana's head and pulled her lips against her own. It was about time, Santana thought. She had been dreaming of kissing those lips all night long. Santana sighed against Natalie's lips as she wrapped her arms around Natalie's waist. This had been the best date ever!