"Are you even listening?" Quinn grumbles, annoyed with her best friend.
"Mhm." Santana says, her eyes never leaving the small brunette in the living room. Rachel was in a rush, she needed to leave soon but she still had to look her best.
"What did I say then?" Quinn asks as Santana leans over the island to get a better view.
"Just...stop talking." She says distractedly as Rachel continues to lotion her legs. Santana feels a small smirk forming on her lips, watching the shorter woman running her hands over the exposed skin. Santana loved when Quinn's roommate wore shorts. Quinn rolls her eyes before an idea pops into her head.
"Hey Rach?" Quinn calls out loudly, glancing at Santana who hasn't taken her eyes off of her.
"Yes?" Rachel says, standing upright for a second to switch legs quickly so that she could get out of their apartment. Quinn leans forward on the island to see her roommate.
"Settle a bet for me?"
"Sure, as long as it's quick. How can I help?" Rachel asks as Santana stares at her backside, wishing she could do more than look.
"I bet Santana 50 bucks if she asked you out, you'd say no." Quinn says, smirking as she watches Santana's head slowly swivel towards her, glaring but Quinn ignores it as Rachel turns to face them both.
"Well, I wasn't expecting that." Rachel says as her cheeks begin to burn.
"I'm sorry Quinn but...if Santana asked me out, I would most definitely say yes." Quinn nods, smirk still in place then turns to Santana.
"Your move." She says quietly then leaves the kitchen and walks to her bedroom.