Quinn wakes up a few hours later before thanking Santana then heading back to her apartment to get ready.

The group decides on dinner before heading to the club. As everyone takes their seats, Quinn tries to switch with Sam to be closer to Santana but since he's next to Mercedes, he declines.

Now they each sit on opposite ends of the booth, stealing glances every once in a while. Everyone is lost in conversation until Quinn laughs at her phone. All attention shifts to the now blushing blonde who simply shakes her head apologizing stating it was one of her roommates.

San - Is it too soon to say meet me in the bathroom?

Quinn - Yes. Now behave, and if you're good….

Santana looks up from her phone quirking her eyebrow as Quinn winks

San - Hell yeah. You look beautiful, by the way

Now it's Quinn to look up. She locks eyes just in time to see Santana smile, which causes Quinn to blush again.

"Yo are we gonna party or what!" Puck chants high fiving Artie. "I'm down!"

The group head to the register to pay for their meals and Santana shamelessly steals the receipt from the girl before paying for dinner, reminding Quinn to never apply logic to Lopez.

Quinn smiles at her best friend's chivalry and promises to buy drinks for them at the bar. Santana agrees but both know she'll never allow it. Santana takes great pride in making sure Quinn is taken care of and always makes it a habit to pay for dinner, once in a while caving only allowing Quinn to pay for their movie tickets and maybe snacks.

It's a short cab ride to the club, some head to the bar while others look for a table. The music continues to thump, Santana bobs to the beat before being dragged to the dance floor by Puck and Sam . Quinn smiles and waves watching from the bar, laughing from time to time at the insanely horrible dance off the three seem to be having.

"Hi" She hears next to her, turning her head when she's met with a tall, brunette, beautiful woman. She almost looked like a moviestar who Quinn is sure she's seen before but can't currently place her.

"I'm Allie"

Quinn nods accepting the handshake "Quinn"

"Damn," The girl says, smiling "Just when I thought you couldn't get any more beautiful. Buy you a drink?"

Quinn smiles, shaking her full glass "Thanks but I'm good, here with my friends"

Allie smiles ordering two drinks "You said friends not date or significant other so…..here" She slides the drink towards the girl "To making new…. friends"

"Get the hell away from her!" Santana yells breaking through the crowd before pushing the girl back

"Who the fuck are you? Bitch, didn't say she was here with anyone" The girl carelessly shrugs in response causing Santana to push until they are face to face.

"Call her that one more time, I dare you"

"Let's go Rocky" Puck says as he and Sam wrap their arms around Santana escorting her out. Santana yells walking out of the club as Quinn and the rest of the group follow.

"Santana what the hell just happened and why did you attack that young lady trying to talk to Quinn?"

"Oh unclench Barbara, Quinn and I have been going at it for like a year. And before you go all holier than thou, don't act like you don't be having sex with brody all over the loft because news flash we have curtains not doors and you ain't as quiet as you think"

Sam's mouth drops as Kurt laughs, spitting his water and Rachel gasps, her hands flying over her mouth.

"I never!"

"Your moans suggest otherwise, Hobbit"

"San" Quinn questions tilting the girl's chin "It was nothing okay, I didn't even accept the drink"

"No" Santana says shaking her head "That wasn't fucking nothing, the bitch thought she could buy you a drink and probably hoped to take you home at the end of the night!"

Quinn smiles, leaning in. "Fuck I forgot how hot you are when you're jealous" She pulls the fiery girl into her arms. "That's all it was, a drink"

Santana pouts but instantly calms down once Quinn's arms wrap tightly around her waist. "What was wrong with the drink I got you, Q?"

Quinn laughs softly "Nothing was wrong with your drink baby, I'm sorry that happened okay? Can we please go back inside?"

Santana shakes her head "No"

"No?"

Santana exhales, leaning back from the embrace "Tonight I realized, I can't do this anymore with you Q"

Quinn gasps "What? What are you saying, Santana?"

"I'm saying I can't be with you anymore, Q. At least not in secret. It's killing me. I want to be able to dance with you in a club full of people and fuck! Buy you all the fucking drinks you want!" Quinn laughs "I want everyone in any and every room to know you're mine and I am yours"

Quinn's heart flutters at the sudden confession, she moves to pull the girl back into her, tightly wrapping her arms around Santana's neck "Okay"

"I know it's shitty and I know we said no strings but fuck Q, it's you! How can there be anything but strings, EVERYWHERE, ALL OVER THE PLACE! And… I mean …...Wait okay?" Santana is stunned, stopping her mid rant, the words finally cementing into her brain. "You just said okay?"

Quinn nods "I did. Let's give this a real shot"

A smile spreads across Santana's face as she pulls Quinn into her, kissing her firmly. She's staking her claim, marking what's hers and for a few minutes Quinn allows it, but she knew the moment wouldn't last long because Santana's hands begin to……

"Ooookay" Quinn laughs playfully hitting the girl's shoulders "As much as I love this sappy, possessive side of you, our friends are watching and let's be honest, Puck is probably recording"

"HELL YEAH I AM!" Puck cheers pumping his fist in the air "KEEP GOING!"

"Come on" Quinn smiles pulling Santana with her "Let's go back inside"

As the group re-enter the bar, Santana finds her target, in mock cheer she brings their intertwined hands up "That's right BITCH…..My…. girlfriend"

The girl simply looks at them confused before walking away.

"That wasn't her huh?" Santana whispers as Quinn laughs shaking her head "No sweetie, it wasn't but at least you tried"

"Oh well" Santana shrugs once they reach the table "Now she knows you're mine"

Quinn smiles as her cocky best friend leans against the booth, wrapping her arms around the girl's neck

"So hot when you're jealous"

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