AN: omgg guys I'm alive and really sorry about the waiting. I'm on my senior year in high school and everything is crazy with the pandemic situation. I really hope y'all are still here and doing well ;))

Feel free to dm me and thanks to the people who didn't stop reviewing, you brought me back.

Sorry about the mistakes or misspelling, English is not my first language.

tumblr: brittanarightss (there is a pic there of how I imagine Brett and James for those who didn't know)

Let's goo to the chapter ;)

Santana woke up with a heavy arm around her and instantly thought about Brett. The holding didn't feel protective like It felt back in Brett's house though. It felt more possessive and Santana didn't like it.

Why would Brett be here anyways. Santana thought and then turn her back to the arm's owner.

She instantly missed the blonde hair and the creamy skin because it was not Brett, it was Puck. But she already knew that. However, It didn't stop her to compare both of them, no matter how wrong that was. The only thing she remembered about last night was a lot of shots and a really horny Santana and seeing Puck's naked body only meant that they had indeed sex.

She kept repeating to herself that she should've enjoyed more and that she was single and free to do whatever she wanted but she just couldn't forget about the bluest eyes. Feeling suffocated by Puck she got up and started to dress herself up.

"Hmpf Santana?" Puck mumbled. "Where are you going so early? Thought we could have a second round." He smirked.

"Hm yeah I don't think so. This thing between us." She said pointing to him and then to her. "I mean there is no us but whatever. My point is that this thing is just like Cinderella, after midnight the magic and with magic I mean the alcohol, is wearing off so I realize you were just an okay fuck. I was horny and you were there, that's it. The end." She said ready to leave.

"Damn Lopez, all the chicks want to take a ride on Puckassaurus and you are being a bitch about it." Puck said still wearing his douche smirk on his face. He knew Santana was like that but today she seemed even more of a bitch. If that was possible. "You are lucky you're hot and your dad may be my future father-in-law. Otherwise you would've just be useful for giving blowjobs." He knew how to annoy her.

Santana abruptly turned to Puck and was red of rage. "Father-in-law? Rather be dead. Keep dreaming Puckerman." She said trying to control her anger and went to open the door and leave. "By the way, if you ever speak to me like that I will make sure that your family's bourbon is not the only thing on the edge of a crisis. Goodbye asshole." She said and left to her apartment, feeling dirty than ever and with tears on her eyes.

When she got home she went directly to the shower and spend a really good time there. She missed Brett and James. She wasn't at all a kids person but James was really different. With only a few weeks of knowing him, she started to fall in love with the kid and maybe also with the kid's dad but she would never admit that. She thought Brett was too good to her and deserved a lot better.

After her shower she remembered Quinn was supposed to come over later and she started to look for her phone to say that she wasn't feeling in the mood.

She looked everywhere but there was no sight of it. When she was almost giving up she found it underneath her jacket. It was dead though, no battery. Then she went looking for the charger.

"For fuck's sake why I'm so disorganized with my things." She almost yelled, letting all the frustrations come over.

Brett was walking on Central Park with James, who was really excited to feed the ducks. Brett, on the other side, was really not that excited. To be honest he was kinda sad, the reason? A feisty Latina.

Santana was supposed to text him back saying how dinner went and if she was okay but she never got to answer him. He was kinda frustrated because when he sent a message to Quinn asking if the Puck guy was an okay guy and if Santana was answering her, Quinn said that Puck and Santana had a few things in common and that in some weird kinda of way they worked good together. Needless to say that Brett didn't take too good the answer. He was hoping the guy to be a douche but he didn't quite understand why. He just didn't like the idea of Santana with this guy.

Recently Brett was getting closer to her. He knew she was really mean to basically everybody but to James she was really sweet and kind. Brett really liked this Santana because he truly believed it was the real Santana. She just didn't show it to the world because she's scared of being vulnerable. Brett kinda understood her reasons but still helped her improving her not-so-polite remarks.

"Daaaaaad come on." James said catching Brett's attention. "If you slow like grandma I tell Sanny and she will make fun of you." He said laughing at Brett's expression.

Hearing his son calling Santana Sanny really warmed Brett'a heart. "Oh we can't have that, can we? Let's goo." Brett started running with JP on his arms.

"Aha! I found you little bastard." Santana said after finally finding her charger. She plugged in on her phone and waited for it to turn on. Meanwhile she decided to have a snack since she hadn't ate since last night's dinner.

She went to the kitchen to look for something and instantly remembered of Brett's pancakes.

Ugh I can'tbelieve everything reminds me of him. When she was almost deciding between healthy and tasty her phone started to beep, incoming a lot of notifications. She headed to where it was charging and saw four different persons:

-Lucy Fabgay (2 new messages)

-Mami (1 new message)

-Delivery Boy (3 new messages)

-Puckerman (1 new message)

She ignored the other three and instantly clicked on Brett's chat. She felt guilt spread all over her body reading the messages. She forgot she was supposed to reply him back after dinnerbut things with Puck got carried on.

From:Delivery Boy

Hey San. Me and JP are wishing good luck for your dinner ;)

Ps: James said you looked pretty in your dress. I may agree with him. Who knows? :P

Santana couldn't stop smiling. They were so freaking cute. She was also blushing because helloo? Handsome Brett Pierce said shelooked pretty. Most of guys only bother to say she was smoking hot. She wasn't used to pretty.

Then she saw the other two messages and she feltmixed feelings.

From: Delivery Boy

Hey, is everything okay? Haven't heard of you in awhile and I thought you would say something /

From: Delivery Boy

I talked with Quinn and she said you and the Puckerman guy get along pretty well. You must've forgot you were supposed to call me but it's okay. James will get it.Have fun.

She knew that the last one sounded really off and not like Brett. It almost sounded like he was being sarcastic. Plus he didn't send any emoji, a huge sign that something is not okay since Brett loves emojis. And here it comes the feeling of guilt again, even though she hasn't anything with Brett beyond a really nice friendship, she did promised to call him later to say goodnight to James. He got fast attached to Santana and since she hasn't seen him for a few days, she speaks sometimes on the phone with him.

Santana felt like crying, she was still a bit hangover so she was kinda sensitive and what Puck said hit her home. What an asshole.

She was really wanting just to be hold by Brett, just his hug comfort him. Besides JP's also a lot of fun to be with. Maybe she is indeed falling for the Pierce boys but she just don't know or accepts it yet.

Santana was feeling kinda hopeless when she remembered it was Saturday and that Brett and James feed the ducks on Central Park every Saturday. She knew that probably he is still angry but she had to seem them. So she changed her clothes to something more casual and left her apartment. Decided to make up with her two new favorite persons.

Brett was watching James feed all the duckies with a big smile on his face. He tried to silence every thought that involves Santana on his head and just enjoy the day with his son. It wasn't easy though. James seemed to only talk about her.

"Sannyy" James yelped.

"Look JP I know you miss her and I do to but she also has her life buddy. She can't always be with us." Brett said to James who didn't even looked like he was listening, he was just looking really happy to a fixated place. Or person.

"Hey Jay!! Where is my hug?" A voice said.

Brett turned his head really fast and saw that it was Santana. Wearing normal clothes but still looking stunning.

How can one be so damn gorgeous. Brett thought but remembered he was kinda angry so tried to hide his smile.

James ran to Santana and jumped to her arms. Damn the kid really liked her.

"Sannyy I missed you." He said hugging her and then whispered only to her listen. "Dads grumpy that he didn't see ya but shh don't tell."

Santana laughed at his cuteness and made a shh sign to James. "I missed you too and don't worry it will be our secret." She said smiling to him.

"What will be your secret?" Brett asked.

"I can't say daddy sorry, a secret means it's private." James said and left Santana's arm to give bread to the ducks again.

Now that Brett and Santana were alone things were kinda awkward and there was an uncomfortable silence before Santana speak up.

"Sooo..." She started.

AN: Cliffhangersorryy (not sorry)

Guys I will really try to update this more often but I can't promise anything.

Also, don't kill me because of the Pucktana. I know it's gross but it's needed to Santana's character development.

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