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Here's another chapter like I promised..

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SANTANA's POV

I didn't wait long before she closes the door as I walk closer to her. I grab her hip and drag her closer to me to remove the space between us. I put my hand behind her neck to guide her face so I could kiss her deeply. She tastes like vanilla, she tastes like her. I curse myself for focusing on what she tastes like because it reminded me of Quinn.

I shut my eyes and instead focus on what I'm doing. I am with a hot blonde who is more than willing to satisfy me tonight. I let her took control of the kiss. Damn she's good! She guides us in walking back towards the bed and fell on it.

I could feel her warm breath because her face is inches away from mine. The anticipation of her leaning again for a kiss excites me. She looks at me with adoration in her eyes while her finger traces over my swollen lips.

I slid my dress over my head as she did the same to hers. "You're so damn beautiful." I heard her whisper on a raspy voice while she looks straight into my eyes.

She leaned in to claim another kiss then slid her tongue inside my mouth. I could hear myself moan with pleasure when she taste the skin of my neck while biting gently at the pulse point. I drove my hips forward to have a little friction which she happily provided.

I tangled my fingers in her short blonde hair, and hooked my legs up over her hip to feel more of her softness. I want more but there's something inside me that is telling me to stop. Is it because I genuinely like this woman?

I've had had one night stands before but why is this one different? Why do I feel like I am cheating with her? I don't have to feel guilty, right? Lopez, this is not the right time to think about that, just do! My mind scolds me.

Then she brushes her fingers over the bumps of my rib cage, before cupping my breast. I suddenly feel my body stiffens under her touch. She quickly pulled away and looks at me worriedly. "Are you okay?"

"I..I'm sorry." I pulled back from the kiss, gasping a little, slightly light headed from lust, and the lack of oxygen.. "Fuck, I'm sorry."

"Ssshh..It's okay, we don't have to do this." She's now sitting beside me. She wrapped her arms around me and let me cry on her chest.

We've been like that for a while now. I don't know if this is possible but I really feel that I could just let go of my emotions with her. Maybe its by the way she looks at me, like she won't judge me for being weak.

I look up and saw her smiling at me. She stands up and gets some night clothes from her luggage. She handed one pair to me and a glass of water.

"You want to use the bathroom first?" I just nod. I finished drinking the water then went straight to the bathroom.

When I came out she's already done changing into her night clothes. She moves around the room without even looking at me. She went outside the veranda with her laptop. I went out there and sit across her waiting for her to pay any attention to me. After ten minutes of deafening silence I finally speak up.

"Blondie, what's with the silence?" I said irritated. "Are you mad or something?" She smile as she shook her head.

"You choose to have sex so we wouldn't talk, right? This is me keeping my part of the deal." Her attention is still on that freaking laptop.

"But we didn't do it." I reasoned out to her but then regret it afterwards because I could see her smile getting bigger.

She finally looks up with her eyebrow arch. "So you want to talk about 'you' now?"

"Yeah, whatever." I shrug.

She clapped her hands excitedly and closes her laptop. Shit, I could also see Britt's attitude in her. "So what's your story? You can leave out specific details if you're not comfortable." She gave me an assuring smile.

"Well, I'm here to see my ex girlfriend get married." She motioned for me to continue. I let out a deep sigh. "I was hoping she would ditch the guy when she sees me again but she just can't. She's knocked up and the guy is extremely rich." I looked at the sky so she would not see the hurt in my eyes.

"Maybe it's not the right time for the two of you." I looked at her confused. "Sometimes love has its own time. It's frustrating when it doesn't agree with us but once it did, damn it's worth the wait." I could see she's sad as well, it's as if she's having the same dilemma.

"Or maybe we're just not meant to be." Every word is like poison in my mouth. "I've waited years for her even after she broke up with me. Maybe our love is just not right."

"Hmm, maybe or..maybe not. It's her lost." She shrugs. "My instinct tells me that you're a wonderful person. And I was never wrong with my instinct." She winked at me and I feel my cheeks reddened on the unexpected compliment.

"Thank you." I reached for her hand and squeeze it tight as she smile back at me.

"I have to work on my presentation, you could go ahead and sleep." I nod at her then walk in the bed's direction. I let myself fall face first then make myself comfortable. I was tired a bit light headed so it was not long before sleep took over me.

QUINN's POV

I can't sleep. It's already three am and my mind won't let me fall asleep. I started to pace back and forth in my room with my phone in my hand.

Thirty minutes, that's how long I've been trying to stop myself from calling Santana. I want to make sure she's alright. I look at my phone again and see our picture back when we're together. I never had the heart to delete it because it's the only thing I have left of her.

Fuck it! I'm gonna text her. I don't care if she'll be angry for checking on with her but it's better than nothing at all.

Hey, still up? I'm sorry. Please tell me you're safe. –Q

I waited for five minutes before I send her another text.

San, I'm begging you. I can't sleep thinking about you. I'm so worried here. –Q

I tap my fingers impatiently. After another five minutes of no response I decided to call her. On the fourth ring, she finally answered. I felt relieved.

"Hello?" Wait a minute, that's not Santana! Who the hell is this woman?

"You're not Santana, where's she?"

I heard her whispered back her name as if she just found out about that information. Then after few seconds, I heard her telling Santana that she has a call but she just moaned annoyed for being disturbed. Yup, definitely Santana.

"Sorry, she's asleep. But I'll be happy to give her a message." Her voice is sweet. I felt rage of jealousy flowing in me.

"Who are you and why are you with her?" I asked her sharply.

"I'm Elle and I met her at the bar down town. Who the hell are you?" The nerve. So she's some whore that Santana picked up at the bar.

"Tell me where you are and I'll pick her up." I said in a firm voice.

"No can do, she'll kick my ass if I do that." I was a bit shock with her response. They've only been together for few hours but she sounded like she knew Santana all her life.

My temper is starting to get high because of jealousy. I want to say some bad things to her but I don't want her to hang up the phone.

"Listen, I appreciate you looking out for her but I am her friend and we're worried about her. So be a sweetheart and tell me where I can pick her up tomorrow morning." I tried to have a neutral voice as much as possible.

"So you're the pregnant bride." For the second time I'm shock because Santana never talk about her problems especially to strangers. Wait up.. did she just say pregnant bride? Santana knows about my pregnancy? That's impossible. Frannie. Did she tell San about it, but why?

"Hey still there?" she asks. "Look, I know I shouldn't have answered her phone but I saw how she hide back at the club and I'm assuming that's you. I just figured that you're worried about your friend." I heard her sigh. "I could see how stubborn she is but she'll be fine tonight. She's safe here." I could hear the concern in her voice. "I'll keep her safe."

I bit my lip to avoid making a sound, as a tear fall down on my cheek. Santana's with another woman who clearly cares for her even though they've just met. I couldn't blame her though, Santana's one of a kind. I love her. I'll always be in love her.

"Well you should tell her that." Shit, did I just tell that out loud?

"I.." I tried to say something but she cuts me off.

"Don't worry about her. I'll wake her up early morning tomorrow. Okay? Bye." Then she ended the call.

No matter how hard I try, I still can't fall asleep. There's a lot of questions running through my mind. Hearing over and over about the thing Rachel told me in the car and my conversation with that woman. How did Santana found out about me being pregnant. And who is that damn girl she's with right now.

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