CaTS

Chapter 8

Day Three: Figuring Things Out

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A/N I'm back and I'm sorry that it took me a long time to update. I needed to prioritize things and I needed to postpone my story and focus on my life. I'm reviewing for my board exams so I won't promise, but I'll try to update my fics every now and then. Don't worry guys I will finish what I started!

Santana's POV

Thursday

I was woken up by the sound of my phone that was on the coffee table, I slowly extract myself from Quinn's embrace, careful not to wake her up. I stood up and picked up my phone from the coffee table and made my way to the kitchen. I looked down my phone and smiled when I saw that it was Kurt who's calling.

"What's up lady Hummel?" I greeted.

"Hey Tana! Someone's cheerful in the morning. I'll be hosting Blaine's birthday party at my place tomorrow night, you need to be there and I need to meet her."

"I see Rachel already told you about Quinn." Rachel and her big mouth.

"Ofcourse she did, Rachel told me you're already living together." Kurt said giggling at the end of the line.

"We're not, it's just for a week, and I'll back at my place in a few days." I retorted.

"Oh my God! So you're at her place right now?"

"Uh…."

"So it's true!"

"Look whatever Rachel told you it isn't true, I'll try to be on your party tomorrow, I need to go." I ended the call before Kurt could say anything else. I sighed how weird my friends are; Rachel the overdramatic Queen, Kurt the gossip King, and Quinn the crazy adorable bitch. I think I am a weird magnet. I shook my head at how strange my friends are.

Quinn was still asleep so I decided to prepare breakfast; I rummaged through the kitchen cabinets and the fridge to see if I can cook something, I found few ingredients I can make do for the morning.

The kiss that happened at the diner was the last kiss we shared that day, but somehow our relationship shifted. We became touchy, I mean I know Quinn's a very touchy person but I found myself reciprocating the touch and sometimes initiating it.

I was already preparing the table, I grasped in surprise when I felt someone at my back and wrapped a hand around my waist, but relaxed when I recognized the giggle from my intruder. I felt her lips on the nape of my neck and I bit the inside of my cheek to suppress a sound. After she kissed my neck Quinn settled her chin on my shoulder.

"Good morning!" She greeted me happily. "What's for breakfast, honey?" I shook my head in how enthusiastic she was in the morning and decided to play along. I turned around and snaked my arms around her neck.

"Oh, you know the usual, egg, bacon and pancakes, honey." I replied with a wink which made her giggle again. "But you need to make the coffee." I pouted at her, I can prepare my own coffee but Quinn's coffee was the best, so why would I prepare a mediocre coffee if I can have the best.

"Sure thing." She winked back at me and left to prepare the coffee. I watched her walk away and I can't help but follow her at the coffee machine.

"You're too small." She said while putting a hand at the top of my head and aligned it on her cheekbone.

"In just a few inches." I smacked her shoulder.

"Still small!" she said cheekily.

"I hate you." I pouted.

"You don't hate me." She said, and then she abruptly raised me to sit on the counter top, making me gasped in surprise.

"Oh my God your back!" I exclaimed in concern, after I realized that she might got strained from carrying me.

"I'm feeling better, don't worry about it!" she smiled up to me, she separated my knees, and positioned herself between my legs while placing both of her arms on my lap.

"I'm meeting a client today after lunch. Do you have plans today?"

"I just have to make a few calls to my suppliers, where's the meeting?" she said while drawing patterns on my lap.

"We usually meet at my place but I set it up at the diner." I said, her fingers stopped moving and she raised an eyebrow at me.

"You set meetings at your place." She asked a little confounded with the information I told her.

"Just this one client, she's a good friend of mine." I replied with a shrug.

"A good friend?" she repeated my words, her face looked stupefied which I wanted to question, but I just let it go.

"Yeah, we've known each other for a while and I've been working with her company since I started my business." I explained. "I think the coffee's ready now." she shrugged and went to get our mugs for the coffee. I went to sit at the table.

"Kurt's inviting us for a party at his place tomorrow night." I spoke up after a few moments of silence.

"Kurt, your college housemate?"

"Yeah, Rachel told him about you and he said he wants to meet you."

"I don't know, I'm not really a party person." She replied not looking at me.

"Oh" I replied indifferently. It's not really a surprise that Quinn's not an outgoing person, I mean, I remembered her telling me that she only has few friends.

"What's the occasion?"

"Blaine's birthday."

"Who's Blaine?"

"Kurt's boyfriend." I haven't really mentioned any friends to Quinn, well, aside from Rachel and Kurt. I just didn't feel on opening up to Quinn when I still know nothing about her.

"Can Noah come with us?" she asked thoughtfully.

"You don't need a bodyguard."

"I was thinking Noah would like Rachel's personality."

"You're gonna set them up?" I asked a little surprised of what Quinn was thinking.

"Why not? Noah's single and I'm assuming Rachel's single too." She said, smirking at the thought of being a cupid.

"I guess it's not a bad idea."

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"I thought you have some suppliers to call?" I asked, since we arrived at the diner she never left my side. I was putting some finishing touches on my layout.

"I'm waiting for someone." Quinn was sitting beside me staring blankly at something, I followed her line of vision, and she was looking at the entrance of the diner.

"Who?" I asked still looking straight at the door.

"Your good friend." She said sarcastically.

"Emily?" I whipped my head at her direction in surprise.

"Whoever she is." She deadpanned.

"Look, she's my client and I have been doing business with them for years and I didn't set up a meeting here for you to screw it up for me." I spat out defensively.

"I just want to check out the competition."

"Competition?"

"I want to know, what and who I am up too." She explained. Emily and I have this arrangement, something no one knew about. I looked at Quinn who was still looking at the door; she knew nothing and was just concluding on something. But what did I say to make her feel threatened? And why do I care about Quinn's feelings? What's wrong with me?

"You know you sound crazy."

"Crazy for you." She replied, bumping are shoulders together.

"Crazy stupid." I pointed out with a smile.

"Stupidly inlove with you." She winked at me, sometimes I don't know if she's serious or not.

"Shut up!" I don't know when it happened, but the banters that usually ended up in me being irritated at her, now became flirting. I was usually annoyed of her boldness, but lately I've realized that it's one of the few things I liked about her.

"I'll only shut up if you press those lips against mine." She's shameless. I shook my head at her, I bit the inside of my cheeks to stop my lips from twitching, not wanting to smile at what she just said.

"Cocky are we?!" I poked her side making her squirm. When our eyes met, something shifted all the laughter died down, and suddenly everything seemed to be inconsequential, everything but me and Quinn. Quinn gave me weird feelings I can't figure out, it sometimes left me vulnerable. I was pulled out from my deep thoughts by a familiar sight walking inside the diner. I waved at Emily who saw me instantly; I felt Quinn's body stiffened besides me.

"Hey!" Emily greeted when she arrived at our table.

"Hey!" I stood up and gave her a hug.

"Hi!" Quinn spoke out behind me. I pulled away from Emily, and stood beside Quinn. "I'm Quinn, I am the owner of this place and a good friend of Santana." She extended her hand for Emily to shake. That's new, Quinn introducing herself as my friend.

"I'm Emily, this is a nice place." They shook their hands awkwardly.

"I'm just keeping Santana company while she waits for you, I'll leave you two now so you can do your business." Quinn said in a formal tone which was a little far from my cheeky dopey smile. I looked at Quinn with concern but she didn't look my way and just left after her introduction to Emily.

"So… Quinn huh?!" Emily interrupted my thought.

"You heard her, she's just a good friend." I shrugged looking at the path where Quinn walked on when she left.

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"So that's basically it, same old… same old." Emily said after walking me through the things I needed to do.

"Piece of cake! I can finish that in a week's time." I boasted, smiling at her.

"Sure, if you're not too busy with your good friend there." She pointed at the counter where Quinn was standing.

"She's just my friend Em." I said defensively.

"But that's not what this piece of paper say." She put down a piece of note on the table which said "We're not friends, she's my girlfriend, she just don't want anyone to know ;)" I looked at Emily who was smiling widely at me and looked down at the piece of paper again.

"When did you get this?" I asked incredulously.

"When she shook my hand."

"Ofcourse, that sneaky bitch." I looked at Quinn's direction, who was coincidentally looking at our table. When she saw that I was looking at her, she blew me a kiss which I answered with an eye roll. Here I was, concerned about why she was acting like a kicked puppy when Emily came in, but that was just another Quinn Fabray Show.

"So girlfriend huh?" Emily quirked her eyebrows.

"She's just my friend." I waved my hands at her, wanting rush off the topic.

"Can you say that again?"

"What?"

"That you're just friends."

"We're just friends." I said slowly.

"You do realize that you look funny when you say you're just friends, your face contorts like it's objecting on whatever it is that you're saying." She explained.

"But I'm telling you the truth Emily." I said defensively. Emily just stared at me like she's weighing my words and my actions.

"Tell me the truth Tana, why did you really brought me here?"

"We have a business to talk about."

"You want to know something?" she said in a serious voice, I nodded. "I know you have a relationship with Quinn, you're not really the kind of person that likes to put label on things. So whatever is happening between the two of you, it's as far a relationship can go with you." Emily's right, I've never put any label between us aside from friendship. And did I really set up the meeting in the diner because I subconsciously want her to meet Quinn? What? To make her approve? Why does it seem that everyone knows me except myself.

"I don't know how to answer that." I said truthfully.

"It's fine, it's something you need to think about." She smiled at me, then she looked at her watch. "I need to go now, I still need to go back to the office, but I'll see you soon." She hugged me, kissed my cheeks, then she stood up and left.

"Hey!" Quinn greeted me while she sat beside me wearing her signature dopey smile.

"Tomorrow night at Blaine's party…" I said a little uncertain if I should continue.

"Yeah?"

"I.. um… want you to be my date."

"I thought you'd never ask."

I kissed Quinn, twice, but a kiss does not equate anything near a relationship. But I would be fooling myself to say that Quinn's nothing but a friend to me. I may not say it out loud, I know Quinn's more than a friend. That this thing between us is something I want to explore further, and that I don't want anything to end.

A/n another chapter done! Again, I'm sorry for a long wait! I will try my best to write and update sooner!

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