Looking for a beta reader. This one is short and a little off. Let me know what you think. I know it's a little slow right now. Promise it'll pick up soon.
Waking up cuddling with Santana wasn't as weird as you would think. Santana was spooning her, it was nice. She looked at the clock it was 7:30am they had practice at ten. She got up making sure not to wake San. She headed for the kitchen, "Hey you wanna go put so clothes on?" She looked down; she had on pair of black lacey boyshorts and a white tee, "Nope." She heard Sam groan and she heard a smack come for the living room. She made her a cup of coffee and head back to the living. Most of the guys were in there. She looked around most of them were looking out the corner of their eyes at her; except for Joe his cheeks were red and he was staring at the TV.
Puck was grinning at her, "Nice tat." Sam's head snapped around so fast she thought he broke his neck, "What tattoo?" She rolled her eyes, sitting her mug on the coffee table, and leaning back. She had the number 89 tattoo on her hip with Stitch holding on to the eight. "When the hell did you get that?" Santana walked through, "Our first year on the team. We all got our Jersey numbers and our favorite character." Sam looked at Santana who was dressed in actual pajamas. "And I'm just now finding out about this? How didn't I see that the last time I was here?" She smiled into her coffee cup, "because the only time you saw me naked was from behind." Sam's face turned red, Puck laughed, Joe's mouth was open, Finn looked constipated, Rory was gaping and red faced, Mike just smiled, and Artie shook his head at Sam.
Santana who had her own cup of coffee sat beside her, "When she's in her uniform you can see it. Guys use that as a pick up line what is they say?" Rachel turned toward her and they said at the same time, "'I didn't see you tattoo clearly is it 69 or 89?'" Puck rolled his eyes, "I hope that has never worked on you?" She shook her head, "Never. Although there was that one time that stripper hit on me and said it. I was so close to going home with him." San nodded, "I remember him. Lovely abs I could eat off of. Yummy." Both girls laughed. Sam looked pissed.
Britt and Sugar appear a few minutes later fully dressed, make-up, and hair done. "Are you trying to make us look like slobs?" The two girls on the couch said at the same time. "No were going shopping before practice. Do you guys want to come?" Sugar asked. "Nope." Both of them said. "We're going to veg out, watch some TV, and cuddle." San leaned into Rachel who laughed. "I don't think so; I don't cuddle with you because you like to bite San." "I didn't bite you last night." The men in the room groaned and Sam said, "Will you two just stop please." Rachel got up heading for her room. Puck looked at Santana, "Did you two really sleep together?" She grinned at the man, "Yeah in high school but she figured out she liked boys thanks to Sam."
"Um I don't think I was her first boy." "No but you're the first one where she was with just you." Rachel reappeared with a gym bag in a pair of jeans and a tank top. "If you're done talking about my sex life, I'm going to Blaine's he said he had some clothes he wanted me to try on." San raised an eyebrow, "Can I come or is this a private show?" Rachel threw back her heading laughing, "Oh my gosh San when did you becomes so funny?" "You know when you do that it just pisses me off? Give me ten minutes." Sugar and Britt left to go shop. "What are you boys doing today?" Sam shrugged, "probably hang around here for a while, then head out for dinner and maybe clubbing." "We have open practice at eleven if you what to stop by." "I would like to see that. When is your next game?" Puck asked. "Friday it's an early game. I got tickets for all of you."
Practice
They'd been going over the same play for an hour and Rachel was ready to bust a pretty blond head which she had said out loud. To this Coach Beiste yelled, "You're on probation as is Berry go for a walk be back in twenty minutes." She went into the stands, signing things and talking to fans always made her relax. She made her way to Sam and the guys, "So why are you on probation?" Puck was smirking at her. He had been flirting with for the last two days and she didn't mind. "Last game this girl started yelling at San. I was the closet to her so I punched her. It took Beiste, Will, and Blaine to get me off of her." They watched the practice for the next twenty minutes, "I think somebody's getting fired after today. I'll see you guys in a bit."
Puck watched her leave. He had only one thought in his head and it wasn't something his mother would approve of. Ever since he'd met her he could only think of being in between those long tan legs or behind her. He watched as she caught the ball during a play. He knew she was a bridesmaid and they would spend the rest of the week in close proximity, he'd have to convince her to warm his bed for a night before the wedding. Sam wouldn't like it but I mean really you bring the Puckzilla to a house full of women and you really expect him not to try to have sex with one of them really Sam, really? Practice ended at two and they had an hour of meet and greet with fans. All four girls looked exhausted.
Sugar was being dragged behind Rachel, Brittany was leaning on Santana, and Rachel was dragging her feet. Puck took Rachel's bag, Rory took Sugar's, Artie took Brittany's and Sam took Santana's, "We'll drive you home." Sugar and Rachel got in the car with Puck and Rory. Mike and Joe were driving the girls' cars. Rory was in the backseat asking Sugar questions about football, "I love your accent Rory." The man blushed, "Thanks Rachel." She grinned at him. Puck felt a little jealous but pushed it away when about ten minutes into the drive he felt a head on his shoulder. When he looked down he saw that her eyes were close and she had one hand wrapped around his arm.
They pulled into the driveway. He didn't wake her simply put her back into her seat got out and went to her sided of the car he picked her up. Sugar opened the front door letting them in. he took her to her room and laid her on her bed. He was pulling away when he felt pressure pulling him back down. He was looking into her brown eyes and he saw that they were darkening as he watched. She pulled his head toward her and he let her. He moaned as she nipped his lip. "Close the door Puck." You didn't have to ask him twice. Heading for the door he thought, it's only Tuesday.