Here is a new chapter for you awesome people!
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed etc. To the person who said I used "Britt." terms as in British terms I will admit that yes I am not American so sometimes I will slip up...However I am also NOT British and I also can't promise not to slip up again if it drives you nuts this story may not be for you.
I am sorry for any non American things I say, hopefully you guys can look beyond it.
Also to the poor person that can't cope with the fact that I'm going to break up Quinn and Rachel I'm sorry also! although by the tone of your messages you probably wont be around to read this anyway. It's a Quinntana story so they are my focus it is not intended to offend you.
Ok apologies out of the way!
On with the show! :)
Enjoy!
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The night had proceeded without any further incident and Santana had to admit she was really enjoying herself. The other girls were all really friendly and there had been a great atmosphere amongst the crowd.
Puck had shut the doors and was herding the last few stragglers out whilst Santana and Steph did the last of their duties.
"I've restocked all the fridges and put the towels in the wash Steph what's next?"
"Can you finish wiping this down and I will go and see if Quinn plans on going home tonight?"
"Sure." Santana caught the cloth that Steph threw her way and wiped the surfaces behind the bar meticulously.
Steph climbed the stairs to Quinn's office and halted her knock when she heard an angry voice from behind the door.
"So you are telling me you are too busy to talk to me yet you can go out on the town with every woman under the sun and plaster it all over your Facebook page?"
It was blatantly obvious that Quinn was talking to Rachel.
"I don't care whether it makes for good publicity Rach! All I see is my girlfriend out drinking and partying when she can't even schedule a daily phone call to me."
"Oh is that right?...well if jealousy doesn't look good on me I can assure you trashy photos of you with your hands all over numerous people don't do you any favors."
The room went quiet so Steph took it as her cue to enter the office.
"Trouble in paradise?"
"You heard that?"
"Well obviously only one side…are you ok?"
"Yeah I'm fine did you see the photo's she put up?"
"I did…..she uh appears to be having fun?"
Steph shrugged her shoulders she didn't really want to get involved and besides Quinn knew she didn't have a lot of time for the singing midget.
"So it seems, anyway sorry about that did you need me for something?"
"Just wondering if you plan on going home tonight?"
Quinn glanced at her watch, time had completely got away on her.
"Fuck me I didn't realize it was so late."
"We are ready to close up so we will wait for you downstairs ok?"
"Yeah I will only be a minute or two."
"Cool see you down there."
"Oh hey, how did Santana go tonight?"
"She is as good as I expected and the customers love her."
"That's great I think we certainly found a winning pair remind me next time not to bother with agencies and just ask you guys."
"Will do! And do we get a bonus if you hire the person we bring in?" Steph laughed at her own joke.
"Actually that's not a bad idea, consider yourself two up then Miss Mayes."
Steph continued to laugh as she made her way down the stairs.
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"Everything looks good in here ladies is the back all locked up?"
"Aye Aye captain." Steph saluted Quinn which made Santana grin. It was nice to see such a decent work/friendship relationship between two people.
"Let's get out of here then shall we?"
"I hope the freaking rain has stopped now." Santana muttered quietly
"Is there even a bus this late San?" Steph queried as Quinn flicked off the lights.
"I think so, I guess I will soon see." Santana laughed in response.
"You aren't catching a bus Santana I will drop you home." Quinn added to the conversation from behind them.
"It's ok Quinn you don't need to go out of your way again. I will get my ass in to gear and get a car pronto."
"I'm still not letting you bus tonight so you might as well just accept that."
"Damn San you've been told." Steph put her keys in the lock of her car and got in the front seat.
"I will see both your lovely faces tomorrow" She called out the window as she pulled away from the curb.
Santana and Quinn waved her off before making their way to Quinn's car it was parked in the same spot as it had been the day before. They made small talk on the way to Santana's apartment. Quinn had managed to find her way back there without too much prompting.
"You are super good with directions." Santana smiled across to her as they pulled up outside her building.
"It's one thing I have always been good at even before I could drive."
"I'm hopeless I need my GPS for everything, I'd probably get lost on my way to the bathroom if my apartment wasn't so tiny"
Quinn smiled at the thought of the younger woman getting lost in her own home.
"So…..um thanks for the lift again."
"No problem."
Santana reached to open the door and in the same fluid motion she leant across the car and kissed Quinn's cheek before even realizing what she was doing. She froze for a second the moment her lips touched skin and internally freaked out it wasn't like they had just been on a date or anything what on earth possessed her to do such a thing. She made a quick exit from the car before a voice stopped her just as she was shutting the door, that beautiful voice…shit she shouldn't be feeling this way.
"Hey Santana?"
"Yo?" yo? What the hell Santana! She inwardly cursed once more.
"Thanks for earlier by the way it's nice to know that people have my back."
"Oh sure no worries."
Santana smiled warmly at her once more and shut the door.
"I'd have your back, front, sides…whatever is on offer blondie." She mumbled as she waved to the black car as it pulled away.
20 minutes later Santana had found her couch and was stretched lazily across it, her phone beeped and she silently thanked it as she was almost asleep and she didn't really want to wake up with a bad back.
- - - Hi Santana, its Quinn I hope you don't mind me texting you. Just wanted to let you know that you left your purse in my car if you are looking for it, if you need it let me know and I can drop it in to you. Q.
Santana toyed with the idea of asking Quinn to bring it back, it would mean she would get to see her again after all, she reasoned with herself that it wasn't likely going to help in her progress of not want to rip Quinn's clothes off so decided against it.
- - - I hadn't even noticed! Doesn't say much for me does it? Thanks for letting me know, I should be ok tomorrow if you could take it in to work I'd appreciate it. San.
- - - P.S. Don't open it! My license photo is embarrassing :)
Quinn smiled when she got the second text, now she really wanted to open it and see said picture, she couldn't imagine Santana ever taking a bad photo.
- - - Damn now I really want to see it! Will you be ok to get to work with no cash or card?
"Fuck it." Santana muttered she hadn't even thought about that.
- - - Don't or you will be scarred for life! Not kidding! Um I think I should be fine I can hit up my neighbor if need be.
- - - I'm sure nothing could be further from the truth; I can come and get you?
- - - You are rather keen to come back to my place huh? If you wanted to spend time with me out of work you should've just said ;)
- - - Throwing my good citizen thing back at me?
- - - Maybe a little bit, the aim was to make you smile.
- - - It worked.
- - - Hells yeah it did! I'm glad.
- - - So do you want me to come and get you tomorrow?
- - - well you see now I'm torn.
- - - about?
- - - If I get you to bring it over now I get to see you again and maybe could convince you to stay for coffee...but if I get you to pick me up tomorrow I'm saved from an awful bus ride.
Santana swallowed hard and shrugged her shoulders, screw it maybe if she got to know Quinn and put her in the friend basket she would be ok. She was aware it was a pretty risky text but she like to play a bit.
When 10 minutes had passed and she had no reply a bit of panic started to churn in her stomach.
She needed to occupy her mind on anything but Quinn so she decided a shower was her new number one priority. The hot water felt good against her shoulders she could almost feel the tension in them washing away, she imagined a pair of hands rubbing them, Quinn's hands.
"Damn it" Getting Quinn out of her mind had lasted all about 2 minutes, she allowed her own hands to move across her body, rolling her nipples between her fingers one at a time. The ache in between her legs was almost unbearable. Snaking her hands lower and lower she finally reached her juicy center and let two fingers find their way between her luscious lips, her head fell back and her eyes rolled in her head it felt so good she hadn't taken care of herself for quite a few days and her body was aching for release.
Bang bang bang
The sound of knocking at her apartment door startled the brunette, figuring it was likely the girl from next door that she had slept with a couple of times through a dry spell…. she was tempted to answer it and have her help her to finish off but then again she was quite happy with her thoughts consumed by Quinn at this moment so she ignored it.
Bang bang bang
Santana turned the water off forcefully it better be fucking life or death. She grabbed a towel and quickly wrapped it around herself as she ran to the door.
"This better be fucking good..." she spat out before being greeted by hazel eyes.
"Hey...um I was just about to text you...I shouldn't have come unannounced." Quinn looked like she was fighting a battle herself as to whether this was a good idea or not.
"Hi...hey." Santana waved like a moron she so desperately wanted to face palm herself.
"You kind of got me at coffee and my place was boring and cold. But I can see I've interrupted you so I will just give you this and get out of your way." Quinn handed Santana her purse and went to walk away.
Regaining her composure quickly Santana reached out and grabbed her hand.
"Stay...please...I mean if you want to, it won't take me long to chuck some clothes on."
Quinn looked down at their joined hands and squeezed the darker one before nodding.
I'm going to hell she groaned inwardly knowing she shouldn't even be here.
"Make yourself comfy I will just go and get dressed." Santana pointed towards the sofa and quickly retreated to the bedroom.
"Dress casual, nothing sexy." she was whispering to herself as she pulled her drawers open, deciding on a pair of sweat pants and a tank she quickly pulled them on and grabbed a tie for her hair.
In the adjoining lounge Quinn had taken a seat on the sofa and was taking in the decor around her. It was certainly full, not in a messy way but in a way that showed Santana liked to keep little mementos of things. It was homely and warm and smelt amazing, she couldn't pin point any one particular fragrance but it smelt like Santana as crazy as it sounded. She loved it, her house was always so cold and not because the heat wasn't on but because Rachel liked the minimalist look. White and stainless steel everywhere it sometimes made Quinn think she lived in a hospital.
"So coffee?" Santana asked as she came back into the room. Quinn turned to her voice and her eyes nearly popped out of her head, Santana in all her attempts to not dress sexy as she classed it had indeed managed to do the complete opposite in Quinn's eyes, Much like their house Rachel was always perfectly dressed and presented and now she was faced with a casually dressed gorgeous young woman with wet messy hair thrown up into a quick pony and it was making her heart race.
"That'd be great thanks."
"So I have to ask do you have friends in high places or something." Santana called from the kitchen.
"No why?"
"Well you came to my door; you didn't know which apartment was mine."
"Oh…the mail box helped."
"My name isn't on my mail box."
"Exactly! It's the only one without a name so I took my chance."
"Nice work…..maybe a career in private investigating is your calling."
"I'll stick to the bar thanks."
"Ha ha ok…..ow fuck…..shit…..fuck"
Quinn leapt to her feet and moved towards the expletive laden voice coming from the kitchen.
"Are you ok?"
"Steam burn…..I'll be ok I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing."
Quinn could see the red mark coming out on the girls forearm.
'You need to get that under water."
"It will be ok."
"Santana! Steam burns hurt like a bitch, I can finish those put your arm under cold water please"
The Latina began to answer back and then decided the blonde was probably right and it did hurt a bit.
"They just need the water, oh and sugar if you take it"
Quinn poured the steaming hot water into the mugs on the bench and stirred them probably longer than she needed to but it meant avoiding having to put the spoon into the sink where Santana was currently awkwardly bent in front of trying to get her arm under the running water, she could already see a glimpse of skin showing below her tank and she felt enough like a perv.
"You have OCD and have to stir a coffee a certain number of times?"
"Huh?...oh no I was lost in my head." Quinn tapped the spoon on the edge of the mug and moved towards Santana.
"Everything ok?" Santana looked at her concerned
"Yeah everything is fine, how is your arm feeling?"
"Kind of numb, this water is like fucking ice."
"You will be thankful for it" She turned Santana's arm to get a better look, their sides were touching and it was like there was a magnet desperately trying to draw them together.
"Fuck, you feel that right?"
Quinn looked at her startled, had she missed an earth tremor or something!
"What?"
Circling her arm around Quinn's slim waist she pulled her body flush against her own.
"I'm not the only one that can feel this surely Quinn, I felt it at bar earlier as well."
Quinn sighed, she couldn't deny it if she tried. Her breathing, her eyes, the fact that she was here in the first place, everything was giving her away she was sure.
"No you're not the only one."
Santana released her and laughed.
"Thank fuck for that if I had to go through this alone I think it would have driven me mad."
"I didn't plan on this, I'm not here for anything…please know that."
"Plan what? You haven't done anything wrong. I just needed to know that the attraction was mutual; we are merely two women who find each other attractive. You have a girlfriend and I get that." She knew she would have to continuously remind herself of that fact but she didn't plan on being a home wrecker if she could help it.
"I should go."
"Why?"
"I think you know why."
"So because we find each other attractive we can't hang out? That idea kind of blows blondie, I want to get to know you if you'll let me."
"No it's not just that."
"What is it then?"
"It's that." Quinn motioned her hands up and down gesturing towards Santana
Santana looked down and then back at the blonde with a confused look.
"Come again."
"It's you, everything about you, you are ridiculously beautiful and so god damn sexy right now… and SHIT I shouldn't be saying this stuff as you could probably take me to court and I'm in a relationship and I'm your boss and I shouldn't want to kiss you right now but I do."
Santana took a step towards her which Quinn matched backwards to keep the distance between them.
"I haven't signed my contract."
"What? What does that even mean?"
The brunette closed the distance between them and placed her lips on Quinn's, she had figured kissing Quinn would be full of hunger and passion but right now it was soft and gentle almost romantic. At first Quinn didn't respond but eventually her body relaxed and as she brought her hand up to cup Santana's cheek she deepened the kiss. It was over moments later, both girls keeping their eyes closed for a split second longer.
"You aren't my boss yet, I haven't signed my contract." she whispered against pink lips.
"Oh my god I need to go, I'm sorry Santana."
Quinn pushed herself away and rushed to the door, she was gone before Santana could even utter a word.
Once Santana regained her composure she made chase taking the steps two at a time. She roughly pushed open the door of the building and caught site of the blonde, picking up her pace from a jog to a run she called after her.
"Quinn…"
Nothing
"QUINN wait!"
"Would you fucking wait?" She caught up to her at her car door and tugged on her arm.
"Santana…..I….."
Stepping forward Santana crashed their lips together once more this time it was hungry and passionate. It was brief before Quinn pushed her back once more.
"You need to stop kissing me!"
"You need to stop returning them."
"Hardly the same argument."
"Come back inside."
"I can't."
"You can."
"I have a girlfriend Santana, I need to go."
"It was a harmless kiss Quinn."
"Up there may be." Quinn gestured towards Santana's apartment "But that…that kiss…..that was anything but innocent." Quinn was visibly upset and that was the last thing Santana wanted, she could kick herself she had only just said she would respect Quinn's relationship and now she had basically forced herself on her twice only moments later, holding her hands up in defeat she took a step back and started to retreat back to her apartment.
Quinn physically groaned and kicked at the curb.
"Wait." the brunette stopped and turned around at the request.
"This isn't your fault it's mine and I'm sorry, I am lonely I guess and obviously flattered that someone 10 years younger than me is attracted to me."
"Quinn you are beautiful and sexy and amazing! I'm sure there are loads of people attracted to you. I'm sorry for kissing you and making you feel uncomfortable."
"I am far from uncomfortable around you Santana and that's the problem. I need to get going but I will see you tomorrow ok?"
"OK see you then" Santana didn't wait for any further response, what more could be said? She walked straight back into her building and started to climb the stairs she was angry at herself for letting it spiral out of control so quickly she had only just met the woman what the hell was wrong with her. Reaching her apartment she walked straight to the sofa and picked up her phone she found the number she needed and hit call.
"Santana? Darling it's late is everything ok?
"Hey Mami."
"Is everything ok baby girl?"
"Not really Mami."
"What's wrong? Did your interview go badly?"
"No that went great I've started working there in fact."
"That's fantastic, so what's the problem?"
"It's my boss."
"Is he a creep? Wait I thought you were working with your friend?"
"Steph is my boss but the owner…..argh." Santana slid on to the floor in front of the sofa.
"If he is sleazy then you don't have to put up with it."
"She isn't sleazy Mami."
"Oh it's a woman, is she a bitch?"
Santana laughed her Mom didn't swear very often.
"She is most definitely not a bitch."
"Oh Santana you are so much like your father."
"What? What do you mean?"
"Our first date was to a movie."
"I know this Mami."
"He maintains he was in love with me before the movie even finished."
"I'm not in love with her, she is just…she is stuck in my head and I kissed her tonight."
"I see."
"Twice."
"Well that was perhaps not the brightest idea."
"You think!"
"She likes you in return then."
"Yeah in some way I think she does…..she kissed me back….but"
"But what?"
"She has a girlfriend."
"Oh baby, don't get involved in that sort of thing this woman probably sleeps with all her staff and then goes home to her wife."
"No…no Quinn isn't like that Mami I think this has come as a shock to her also."
"Are you sure? She could have this game well played."
"She isn't like that trust me."
"Ok honey, so what are you going to do?"
"I don't know, I don't want to give up the job as it's a fantastic place but I don't know if I can just stop liking her you know? It hasn't been like this since…It hasn't been like this in a long time Mami"
"I understand baby girl. Is she someone you can talk to?"
"Yeah she is."
"Well if she is as confused by this as you say perhaps you need to sit down together and work it out."
"Yeah maybe."
"It could turn in to trouble Santana and I don't want you to get hurt again."
"I know and I really don't want that either."
"We are home tomorrow sweetheart, you come over for dinner and we will help you get this all figured out."
"Thanks Mami, I'm sorry to bother you so late."
"It's even later there honey so you get some sleep and we will talk soon ok?"
"Ok Goodnight, have a safe flight home."
"I love you Santana."
"Love you too and Papi too."
Maribel hung up the phone and sighed.
"Is everything thing ok?" Carlos asked from beside her in a sleepy voice.
"I think our baby girl is falling for someone she shouldn't"
"Oh great, I guess we had better pick up some extra tissues on the way home then if this is going to happen again."
Maribel rolled closer to her husband and wrapped her arms around him.
"I wish she would find someone who is actually available she is too young for that heartache again."
"We will pick her up once more if we have to Mari."
"I know, Goodnight."
"Goodnight Mi amor."