I'm bored at work so chapter 6 has come along much quicker than expected!
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Santana woke from her sleep with a grin on her face she had just had the most amazing dream about Quinn, QUINN! Her eyes shot open when she realized it hadn't been a dream at all, she turned her head slowly and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the pale skin of Quinn's back still in the bed next to her. She rolled towards the blonde and gently placed her arm around her. Quinn stirred slightly but quickly relaxed again into Santana's arms. Their bodies fit perfectly together and even though they were both naked, due to the fact that they couldn't sleep in their party dresses of course! Santana was glad that they hadn't gone any further than some pretty intense kissing. She knew things were complicated enough for her bed mate.
"You think really loudly." Quinn's mumbled beside her.
"I was merely thinking about breakfast." Quinn rolled so they were face to face she knew it wasn't the truth but went with it anyway.
"Room service?"
"Sounds like a great idea." Santana moved to retrieve the room service menu from her side of the bed. Quinn instantly missed her warmth but was soon rewarded when the sheet that was covering them both slipped from Santana's body and exposed her amazing breasts. Santana didn't seem fazed by the motion and it wasn't till she was once again lying beside Quinn and the blonde pulled the sheet up to cover her did she actually pay any attention to the fact it was off. She had always been comfortable with her body and nakedness.
"Sorry do you want me to put something on?"
"No it's fine it's just a little distracting." Quinn smiled genuinely at her.
"Good distracting?"
"Hard to formulate words distracting." Santana laughed at Quinn's honesty it was nice to see her with some walls down.
"So what can I get you Miss Fabray?"
"Bacon! Whatever it is must have bacon."
"How about pancakes with banana and bacon?"
"Perfect!"
Santana picked up the phone and dialed the room service number, as she was placing her order Quinn gestured for her to close her eyes, which Santana reluctantly did. She felt Quinn move from the bed and head towards the bathroom she snuck a quick glance just before Quinn made it to the doorway, her body was better than Santana had imagined and she was sure she had seen a tattoo on her hip. Santana threw her head back in frustration as the lady on the end of the line repeated her order back to her.
"Yeah that's great and no hurry."
Quinn returned a minute later wrapped in a bathrobe.
"No hurry?"
"I want as long as I can get with you."
"So much for being a bad ass."
Santana sat up and dragged Quinn back to the bed making the girl scream in fright.
"I can be a bad ass." Santana was practically on top of her and making no attempt to move.
"Sure you can."
Santana raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow at Quinn's daring response.
"I think it takes a bad ass to do something like this." Santana ran her hand up Quinn's leg and reach for the tie holding the bath robe together, she pulled it slowly till it released and the robe fell open slightly.
Quinn's pulse was racing and the heat she felt radiating from the Latina was more intense than she could have ever thought possible.
"I may lose my mind when I am around you Quinn but I do have some bad ass left inside."
Santana walked her finger tips up Quinn's stomach and in between her breasts as if to cement her point. Quinn shuddered below her touch it had been a long time since she had been touched like this.
"I like the fact that you aren't all bad ass Santana." Hazel eyes burned into brown each unsure what their next move should be.
Santana closed the distance between them and encapsulated Quinn's lips with her own, it felt so good kissing Quinn that Santana was convinced she would be perfectly satisfied just doing this forever. Quinn moved slightly below her and her robe fell open revealing one of her perfectly shaped and pert breasts, Santana's hand found it automatically eliciting a moan from them both when she rolled an already erect nipple between her fingertips. She trailed kisses down Quinn's chin and sucked gently on the tasty skin of her neck, things were heating up extremely quickly only to be stalled moments later when Quinn's hand covered Santana's and stopped her movements.
"We need to stop." Quinn panted in her ridiculously turned on state.
"Or we don't" Santana eyes were heavily dilated and told of her desire to do the complete opposite.
"I can't have sex with you."
Quinn sat up and fastened her robe once again before moving to gather the dress she had worn the night before, Santana fell on to her back and stared at the ceiling.
"Please don't be mad." Quinn pleaded from the corner of the room where she was making herself more presentable.
Santana raised onto her elbows to look at the blonde.
"I'm not mad."
"You seem mad."
"I'm incredibly turned on and trying to lower my heart rate and I'm sexually frustrated but I'm not mad."
"I'm sorry, there's some things I need to get worked out in my head and my life."
"Before there is any sex?"
"It is unfair to sleep with you when I am not 100% available."
"I don't mind, sex is sex! We both want it so why shouldn't we? I've done it before."
That thought alone had got Santana 3 and ½ years with Shelby. Admittedly she did fall in love with Shelby and would wish every day that she would leave her husband but she never did and because she was head over heels for her she figured sex was better than nothing at all.
"I really don't want to know about the casual sex you have Santana, this isn't just that to me and please have more respect for yourself."
Quinn never wanted Santana to view herself as just a play thing. Her words stung the Latina however as it echoed what her Mom used to say to her about Shelby.
"So kissing me and having your hands all over me is so much more respectful in your head than fucking me?"
"Oh my god that isn't what I'm saying, we are not doing this Santana."
"Yeah I think we are! Quinn you deserve someone who is here with you, someone who doesn't put their career ahead of your relationship, someone to make love to you every night not…."
"Stop!" Quinn interrupted Santana's rant she knew they were both finding it hard to keep their cool and it upset her how quickly things had escalated.
"I know what I deserve Santana, but please you know nothing about my relationship and what we have been through together, you can't just walk away from a 16 year relationship at the drop of a hat! Things need to be processed and talked through. If I end my relationship with Rachel it will be on my terms for reasons more than wanting to sleep with my new employee.
"Wow! Thanks a lot! So I am just the employee after all?"
"Of course not…..Look we are getting nowhere with this I'm going to go."
Quinn picked up her bag from where she had dropped it the night before.
"Quinn…look don't…." Santana was suddenly stuttering she had put Quinn in a position she had never intended to and now she could kick herself.
"Santana I'm sorry if I can't give you exactly what you want right now." The intense atmosphere had come crashing down almost as quickly as it elevated.
"I'm sorry too I should learn to keep my mouth shut."
"I'll see you tomorrow."
Quinn moved quickly to the door hoping the tears that stung the back the back of her eyes would stay put until she could get out of the room, once the door clicked behind the blonde Santana picked up the nearest pillow and threw it at the wall in frustration.
"Fuck…fuck….FUCK!" she screamed into the mattress.
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When the elevator stopped on the 8th floor Quinn couldn't believe her bad luck when Kurt of all people stepped through the doors. She wiped her eyes hoping he wouldn't see the evidence of her tears.
"Quinn hey!" Kurt greeted her with a sly smile catching her doing her walk of shame.
"Hi Kurt."
"You're leaving early."
"Yeah I have to be somewhere."
"Is everything ok?"
Kurt could tell Quinn was not quite right.
"No not really." A single tear ran down Quinn's cheek.
"Oh come here sweetheart." Kurt put his arm around Quinn and hugged her gently, Quinn enjoyed the comfort momentarily before regaining her composure once again.
"I'm sorry you don't need this."
"Hey I'm a good listener we can get coffee?"
The elevator reach the lobby and they both stepped from it awkwardly to avoid the rude tourists pushing their way on.
"Thank you for a lovely evening Kurt I hope you had a great time."
"Quinn come and get a coffee with me you are obviously upset."
"I'll be fine…..really."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes I'm sure…. could you perhaps go and check on Santana though? I think she might need a friend."
"Yeah I can do that."
"Thank you, stop by the bar sometime…drinks will be on me."
Quinn hugged him and was gone in the blink of an eye.
"Ooookay." Kurt's eyes opened wide as he hit the elevator button again.
"10th floor here I come." he muttered.
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Quinn made it to the safety of her car before the tears started to fall once more. She was so confused, 3 weeks ago she was living a relatively normal life and now she confused and angry and doubting everything she thought she knew.
Her phone rang from the bag beside her, she contemplated ignoring it but guessing it was likely someone from work she knew she had better answer it. She wiped her eyes as she struggled with the zip. The caller I.D. flashed her girlfriends name and a sense of dread fell over the blonde.
Quinn stared at the screen for quite some time allowing it to go to voicemail before slamming her hand into her steering wheel.
What the hell had she done?
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A few days later
- - - Hey Rach, sorry I missed your call let me know when you can talk for longer than 5 mins and I will call you back. I really need to talk to you properly.
Quinn looked at the message she had sent Rachel and had no reply to for two days.
She knew she needed to talk things over with Rachel sooner rather than later, she had hoped they could do it face to face but things were becoming ridiculous and she was getting herself deeper and deeper into a place she had never planned on being. If they had to break up over a phone call then so be it this couldn't go on any longer.
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"So Quinn thinks you are ready to do some singing."
Steph sat heavily in the chair beside Santana as they took their break.
"Oh really? Where has she been? I haven't seen her around much."
She hadn't seen her at all if Santana was honest, she knew she was avoiding her and she could understand why but it still didn't mean she stopped caring.
"Yeah she has been doing a bit of work from home catching up on the books or something but she came in for a while this afternoon and we got talking."
"Cool, well I'm happy to sing whenever."
"How about Friday night? Ashley is on leave so we are short of a performer anyway."
"Sounds good do you have anything in mind you want me to sing or should I choose?"
"I think seeing as it's your first time you can choose, make it a slow one though I know the other girls have some faster stuff planned."
"Slow I can do."
"I don't have a doubt. I will let Quinn know so she can make sure she is here to see it."
Santana scoffed quietly not expecting the blonde to show at all.
"Ok I heard that, care to tell me what's going on?"
"Not particularly."
"Santana something has obviously happened so spill."
"It's a good idea you don't get involved Steph."
"You see that's the problem! I work here, you are both my friends and if shit gets complicated I should know why."
"Ask Quinn."
"I'm asking you!" Steph's voice was rising, truth be told she had asked Quinn but she had kept her lips sealed, she knew if she had any chance of getting to the bottom of all this then the Latina in front of her was her only chance.
"Bossy much!"
"I am your boss don't forget that."
"So because you are my boss I have to divulge all the information about spending the night with our boss?"
"Oh Santana you didn't?" Steph's rested her head on her hand and reached out to take Santana's with her other.
"I didn't sleep with her."
"No?"
"She stayed with me and we mucked around a bit but we didn't have sex."
"She freaked out?"
"Surprisingly no…..she did do that the first time I kissed her though."
"Wait….so you kissed her before then?"
"Yeah….argh….I know you told me to stay away but she is just so damn alluring and now I have fucked things up."
"How?" Steph was confused now she got that things may be weird but surely it didn't warrant total avoidance of each other.
"In the morning things may have got a little heated again and when she stopped it I may have said something along the lines of it just being sex and if we both want it then….."
"Ohhh San."
"I think the final push came when after explaining that she respected me more than that I asked her how kissing and groping me was so much more respectful than fucking me."
Santana winced at her own words, she had played their conversation over and over in her head and she could see that Quinn was merely trying to do the right thing or the best thing she could do at the time.
"You are both so fucking stupid."
"I'm the stupid one! She is taken!"
"Quinn will be feeling like a total asshole and completely responsible San, she will know she has hurt you, she will be aware she has fucked up with Rachel. Don't blame yourself entirely for this you are both participating parties.
"She hasn't fucked things up with Rachel if she wants to stay with her I will never say anything, she never has to know."
"She will know at some point because Quinn is honest and will have to tell her."
"I will never be the reason they break up, Quinn already said that."
"Is that exactly what she said?"
"Yep!"
"It isn't actually."
Quinn's voice made Santana and Steph freeze in their current positions.
"Q…..I was just trying to hash things out with San." Steph's cheeks turned a shade of pink.
"You were being nosey Steph but I understand why."
"I'm sorry I just don't like to see you both miserable, especially when for the past few weeks I have seen you both happier than each of you have been for a while."
Quinn nodded and Santana took a deep breath.
"Santana can I speak to you in my office please?" Quinn turned and left the room quietly.
"It's been nice working with you Steph."
Santana squeezed the girls shoulder as she walked past.
"I'm sure it won't come to that San just be honest with her."
"Then I'd certainly get fired."
"Santana."
"Fine!"
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"Take a seat." Quinn motioned to the chair beside her desk.
"I'm ok standing." Santana replied in a hushed tone.
"San please." There was a hint of sadness in Quinn's voice that's tugged at the brunette heart strings so she relented and sat on the chair.
"I'm sorry I've been avoiding you." Quinn looked at her desk ashamed, they should have had this conversation well before now.
"I fucked up I should never have said those things to you."
"Santana I need you to know some things."
"Am I being fired?"
"Excuse me?"
"If you are going to fire me can we just get to that? You don't need to soften the blow just tell me."
Quinn sighed, Santana's defenses were well and truly up.
"I'm not going to fire you."
"Oh." Santana had convinced herself that was the inevitable outcome.
"When I said that wanting to sleep with you couldn't be the reason I ended things with Rachel I obviously didn't make myself clear."
"I figured you meant that there are other reasons as to why that would happen which had nothing to do with me."
"I have taken a lot of time to think over the past couple of days and I am more than aware that there are multiple reasons why my relationship has been teetering on the edge lately….yes you coming along has added to those reasons but it is not the entire reason behind it."
"I get it now the desire to sleep with me can't be the reason you throw away a 16 year relationship. Sleeping with your employee is not worth that."
Santana crossed her arms across her chest defensively.
"Really? This is how you want to play this?" Quinn looked at her in disbelief.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be….. Look you have nothing to be sorry about I am the one at fault here."
"So what are we going to do? We can't avoid each other forever…if it would make things easier for you I could leave?"
"No, I'm not having you leave…..I need to end things with Rachel, but properly….. She is not a bad person and deserves that much. I was hoping to do it the right way if ever there was one. Wanting to sleep with you won't be coming in to it, can't you see that you are so much more to me than sex?"
"I…ah…..I'm not quite sure what to say."
"Don't say anything, I just want you to know that I need some time. I'm not proud of some of the things I've done lately. I've never been a cheater, I normally despise the thought but I have crossed some boundaries I shouldn't have and having sex with someone else is one I'm not prepared to cross, which is hypocritical of me considering everything I've done but I can't do that to Rachel or to you."
"I understand…..So we work on keeping this professional only?"
"For now…Please."
"I can try."
"Thank you I appreciate that."
"Can I ask two things?"
"Of course."
"Do you regret what happened between us?"
"Yes and No."
"Well that's a fence sitting answer."
"I regret what I did when it means betraying and hurting Rachel. But I don't regret getting closer to you. I know that makes me a bad person but I'm not going to lie."
"I guess that makes sense."
"Number two?"
"Huh?"
"Your second question."
"Oh shit yeah, once you've spoken to Rachel and if you decide to end things…..will you give whatever this crazy thing is between us a chance?"
"I'd very much like to do that."
Santana couldn't hide the enormous relief she felt, at least there was something more definite to look towards.
"Professional." Santana held her hand out for Quinn to shake.
"Professional." Quinn replied taking her hand.
"No kissing?"
"Santana….."
"Ha ha I'm kidding Quinn! I shall try my upmost to keep my tantalizingly tasty lips away from yours."
Santana grinned at her and made her way from the office, the relief was evident in her body language. Quinn knew this wasn't going to be easy…. tantalizingly tasty was the biggest understatement ever when it came to Santana's lips.
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Friday night
"How are you feeling?"
"A little nervous if I'm honest."
"You will be fine San."
"Is Quinn coming?"
"She said she would."
"Cool."
"Things going ok in that regard?"
"Yeah I'm just trying to play it cool I don't want to push anything."
"Probably wise."
"Hey Steph sorry to bother you. There is a group over by the window that want to talk to you." Mia interrupted their conversation.
"Who is it?"
"I'm not sure they just wanted to speak to the manager."
"Ok tell them I will head over once I'm done with this order."
"Will do." Mia smiled sweetly and went back in the direction she had come.
"A complaint you think?"
"Fuck knows San, if it is it better be a fucking good one." Steph winked at her as she poured the cocktail she was mixing into a glass and handed it to the guy in front of her.
"I will be back in a sec. are you ok here?"
"Yeah I'll be fine."
Steph wiped her hands on a cloth before making her way out into the crowd.
"Excuse me…"
Santana turned her head towards the voice.
"Hey what can I get you?"
"Is Quinn Fabray here?"
"Ahh not yet but she is expected. Did you want to wait or I can take a message….."
"I'm happy to wait thanks." The girl smiled at her and took a seat on the vacant stool beside her.
"Can I get you something whilst you wait?"
"Sure a Gin and Tonic will be great thanks."
Steph was informing the group at the front table for the second time that the bar couldn't be hired for private functions, she was starting to get increasingly frustrated with them as it was a Friday night and they were busy, the longer she was away from the bar the more stress she was putting on the rest of the staff. She glanced back to see how crazy it was when something or more importantly someone caught her eye.
"Oh shit… look I've got to go….. The um…..the best we can do is reserve you some tables, you'll have to come back and discuss it with me on a quieter night or set up a meeting with our owner." Steph moved away quickly and started to make her way back to the bar.
This wasn't going to be good.