Against All Odds

Chapter 11 - Ezra

We had fallen asleep in the car for a while, but woke up and realized that the car wasn't the best place to get a good nights sleep. We drove down the road to the nearest hotel and got a room. Laying on the bed was the greatest feeling. After being cooped up in a car for several hours, your back and the rest of your body for that matter becomes stiff and sore.

The first thing the next morning, Emily and I took a shower. We rarely took showers together. Showering was something that most couples did but we couldn't. It's hard for us because for one, we like the water at different temperatures. And two, most showers we used were not that big. Especially the one we have in our room. But the shower in the hotel was gigantic which was nice. I love showering with her, she's so sexy. Rubbing her all over while she's under the water is so... Hot. I don't know any other word to describe it. I got out of the shower first because she stayed to shave. I put my bra and underwear on and layed on the bed.

"Hurry babe. I don't want to start driving back to the college late." I heard her saying something from the shower, so it was either she agreed or she told me to hold the fuck on. Like she always does.

I heard my ringtone making a sound and saw that it was an unknown number. I was hesitant to answer, only because of the whole A situation. But I decided to answer it at the last second.

"Hello?" I held my breath hoping that it wasn't going to be what I thought it was.

"San? It's Quinn. Are you guys coming to see me before you head out of town?"

"Oh hey Q. No, we can't I'm sorry. Emily has a early class tomorrow morning and she can't afford to miss anymore classes and neither can I." I heard her sigh, and I knew that she was disappointed. But school was important and Quinn knew that. She would be heading back to Yale once she was discharged. The university knew what happened so they gave her some sort of grace period for all of her assignments and labs.

"It's alright. I'm planning on coming to visit one day don't you worry about that." I chuckled a little. "I'm serious Santana I wanna see your room. That you probably barely use. I bet you're in Em's room most of the time anyway."

"Well you know me all too well, Ms. Fabray." I heard Rachel in the back saying something, but it just sounded like mumbling.

"Rachel wanted me to tell you that you look very happy with Emily. And that she's glad that you've found something that makes you happy again. Of course I mean that too." They always had my back.

"Thanks guys. I'm gonna head out though, I'll text you once we get back to our place okay?"

"Sounds good to me. Drive safely alright. I love you San." Emily walked through the door of the bathroom and grinned.

"I love you too, Q. Talk to you later." I pressed end and turned my attention to my girlfriend who was standing at the foot of the bed with nothing but her towel on.

"We have some time babe. Why don't you and me do the dirty." She winked and I started laughing.

"The dirty huh?" I laughed more. "What is this, the 80's?"

Her towel dropped and so did my jaw. She jumped onto the bed and pinned me. Her body got close. The feeling of her bare skin on mine always got me.

"I don't think people in the 80's had the incredibly hot sex that we do." She started kissing my stomach and made her way up to my face. I shivered. I flipped her over and got her pinned onto the bed.

"You're definitely right about that."

About an hour later, we found ourselves under the covers and completely exhausted. Emily got up from the bed and started to get dressed. Her hair was messy and her back; well you could say for sure that her back was scratched up. I couldn't help it, really. You can't get pleasure like that from just anyone.