Heaven Sent
Chapter 9
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She kissed me. We stayed there lips touching for what felt like minutes, but really were seconds. I could taste the salt from her tears, but her lips were anything but. They were sweet and oh so soft. I sat there motionless, but not from fear or unrequited feelings. I wanted to prolong the kiss, and I wasn't going to move away till she did. Even then I was treading carefully. I had to keep myself from pushing her down on the couch and having my way with those luscious lips. Now was not the moment for that and I knew that. She was still in no state for that kind of activity both emotionally and physically. It was in this moment I really took in her scent. All the other times I was too focused on something else that I hadn't realize she smelled of something like honey suckle and lilies.
"No, you're beautiful." Did I just hear that correctly?
I liked her. I knew I did but it was one thing to kiss someone, and another to say something like that after a kiss. There were many reasons for kiss, the one I was most familiar with, being physical. But to hear her sultry, hoarse voice, say that to me elicited goosebumps. Wishful thinking let me believe it was more than her being attracted to me. Noses touching, breaths mixing, I finally allowed my eyes to open. What I saw looking back at me was something I had never seen before in anyone's eyes, especially not directed at me. Her eyes were void of any sad tears, what replaced them was an all-new chestnut color. They were filled to the brim with emotion. The shear intensity almost knocked the wind out of me.
"You have kaleidoscope eyes." She said breaking me from her trance. "They change beautifully."
I was pretty sure my cheeks had changed a shade of red, not only from the compliment but because I was having similar thoughts about her own eyes.
"Thank you," I bashfully whispered.
"Will you morons at least pretend to busy yourselves in the kitchen instead of trying to be slick behind the wall?"
I had no idea what she was referring to until out came an embarrassed at being caught, Sugar and Blaine. Oh god did they see us kiss? How long were they there for? My cheeks flushed even more at that revelation and I suddenly found my lap very interesting. They rushed by and into the kitchen making noise with their cups and plates.
"They're idiots. I'm sorry." She chuckled with a shake of her head.
"No worries. Mine are just as bad if not worse." I laughed remembering the time Britt and Sam were convinced I had a thing with a girl in my class. "I should get going," looking out her window I could see it was night out. "I have a court tomorrow and I have to pick up Beth from my mom's." I told her as I stood up.
I helped her to her feet when I saw it was hurting her doing it alone. Pulling her up, my hands instinctively went to her waist. The v-neck shirt she was wore was pulled up a tad and the sweats hung low to her hip bones allowing my hand to feel her skin. God she was so warm. I could only think of what it would feel like to have her skin flush against mine.
Still in this position she moved her hand to my face. Her fingertips ghosted my forehead down past my temple, to my cheek, only for her to move a strand of my hair behind my ear. My eyes momentarily closed at the warmth. "Thank you, for coming to check on me. You really didn't need to do that." She gave me a genuine smile that had me returning the gesture. Then it disappeared. "I'm sorry about Beth too. I'd really like to make up for it, if you allowed me to that is. Can I take you and Beth out tomorrow?"
Yes please. I almost said. Instead my reply was, "of course," attached to a huge white smile.
"Great," she breathed out. "What time is good for you?"
"Well I have court tomorrow but it's just the intros and all that so we'll be free after 2 p.m.?"
"That's perfect. I'll come by around 2:30 then." She said walking me to the door. "You can just text me your address."
"I'll see you tomorrow then?" She was so cute.
"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow." I said biting my lower lip. As I began to turn around to walk away her hand met my wrist to hold me there.
"Thank you." She said looking down.
I leaned up and planted a kiss to her cheek. "Good night Santana."
"Night Quinn."
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Today just felt like it would not come to an end. Well 2 o'clock felt like it was never going to come around. Yesterday when I got home with Beth, Britt was already there waiting for my return. I told her about how it had gone with Santana. I told her everything except for what actually brought up her breaking down at the pizza parlor. I didn't feel ok telling her, it was just too personal. I didn't feel like I had the right to share that, even if I was sharing said information to my best friend. I did however tell her it was nothing that she had to worry about. She both believed and respected that I was keeping this to myself for the sake of the brunette. I couldn't help but gush about the kiss we shared. I had to tell her about that and the fact that she was taking both Beth and I out today. Brittany was genuinely happy for me. I could see it in her clear blue eyes. I couldn't help but wonder out loud if that constituted as her asking me out on a date or not. We argued back and forth, pointing things out such as having Beth there, and that it was because she felt bad. Pros however were in the form of a chaste kiss, lingering eyes and hands. The one we couldn't quite place in a strictly platonic box or romantic gesture was her opening up to me about her past. We left it at that, unsure if today was a "real" date or not.
Getting home I was welcomed not only by my little girl and mother but also Sam and Britt. They sat on the sofa with satisfied smiles. At least now I could get help with my wardrobe choices. I had no idea where we were going. When I asked Santana about it all she said was to dress nice casual. When I told Beth about our outing for today, she was beyond excited that she was going to get to spend time "her" angel. I was going to have to have a talk with her about that later and tell her she wasn't actually an angel. But who was I to tell her that when clearly Santana was an angel.
"Guys c'mon I need help here." I whined from inside my closet.
"Look she said you should dress nice casual so wear some tight ass hugging jeans." Sam winked at me. "She'll totally be looking at your ass all day." Sam got clunked on the head by two pillows flying towards him. "Hey you asked and I answered. I may not know exactly the ins and outs of what goes with what but I know what looks good." He grumbled from his spot on my bed.
"Let me see," Britt came storming into my closest looking through it all. "As Sam so eloquently pointed out, I do think you should wear jeans. Here," Britt pulled out a pair of dark denim skinny jeans, with a matching white blouse, topped off with a blue and white stripped blazer. "Yeah, put that on."
"Good mix of hot and cute." Sam nodded in approval.
"Perfect you sexy mama." Britt slapped my ass when I walked by. "You look nice enough in case she plans on taking you two to a nicer restaurant, but not over the top nice because she said casual. Plus the uncertainty of you possibly having to woo her, you still look good." Britt was by my side in the mirror checking out my reflection.
"I approve." Sam stated the obvious from behind us.
"Gee thanks," I rolled my eyes at him with a hint of a smile. He was sometimes useless in this department. Sometimes being the key word. Even if he wasn't into me like that, he could still tell me when certain outfits looked good on me. That's not to say that Britt wasn't enough, but Sam was a guy so he wasn't always complimenting me, so when he did I knew it was with good reason.
So dressed in the clothes Britt picked out for me and a pair of heels. Beth was wearing a cute little dress. Promptly at 2:30 there was a knock on the door. Before I could even make it out the door Sam and Britt were fighting to get to the door first. Only my mom and Beth had beaten them to it. What a relief.
"Hello Santana come on in," my mother moved aside to let the tall brunette in. She was dressed in leather pants with a white blouse that had a black collar, and a pair of black heels. Red lipstick covered her plump lips and a pair of shades adorned her face. She looked better than "nice/casual" that was for sure.
"Hi Mrs. Fabray, thank you."
Beth shyly tugged at the Latina's free arm. He voice coming out softly she asked her, "I didn't mean to hurt you again Santi. I'm sorry."
Her eyes began to glisten but I wasn't sure if it was from the nickname my daughter had said or from the sadness in her voice.
"Oh pretty girl, no. No, you didn't hurt me again. I'm so sorry I made you think that you did. Can you forgive me?" She was kneeled down in front of Beth.
Her response was to throw her arms around Santana's neck and bring her in for a hug. "Yes."
"Good because I'm taking you girls out today and I have a surprise for you." She smiled and bopped Beth's nose.
"Yay! Mommy c'mon, let's go." Beth excitedly rushed to put her jacket on.
"Hi Britt, Sam." They said quick hellos. "Hi Quinn." Was it just me or did her smile grow just a tad wider?
"Hi Santana, would you like something to drink or something before we go?" I finally had the Latina's attention.
"No, thank you but if you're ready we should get going. I have a taxi waiting for us."
"Oh God, how rude, I'm sorry we can leave now." I quickly took Beth's hand into mine. I didn't worry about locking up. I knew everyone would be there when I got back.
"It's no problem."
When we made it down Santana opened the door for Beth to scoot in the middle. I followed behind and she closed the door for me and went around to the other side.
"So are you finally going to tell us where you're taking us to?"
Beth's ears immediately perked up at the question and looked to Santana.
"Now where's the fun in that?" She lightly poked Beth in her belly. "It's not a surprise if I tell you now is it?" She addressed more to me than Beth.
The cab stopped in front of a big colorful building. She paid the cab driver and walked us to the front. I insisted to help pay for the cab but she wouldn't have it. I immediately read the words of the sign, 'Build a Bear Workshop'.
"Well Beth, you gave me Mr. Sunshine so I want to return the favor and get you your very own build a bear. You can get it exactly the way you want, with clothes and everything." Santana proudly beamed to the four year old. She was such a sweetheart to think of doing this.
"Wow, really?!" Beth was bouncing on her toes.
"Yup, now c'mon, you don't want to keep your new teddy waiting any longer now do you?" She winked at Beth, holding her hand while going into the store.
I was amazed at how well Santana had taken to Beth. Since day one, she has been so caring and sweet to my little girl. I couldn't blame Beth for thinking Santana was her angel. With a new fondness for the Latina we walked into the store.
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A/N: Not to worry this outing is not over. Oh and I just had to have Santana wearing that outfit. Have you seen those pics? Anyways, Thank you for reading. Drop me a review.