It was a cold late night in December. Lima was covered with snow so deep it was almost impossible to drive in. Because of this fact Santana opted to walk. She was dressed in a bell sleeved red sweater dress, opaque tights, her favorite heeled boots, and the silver B necklace Brittany gave her for Christmas. She always wore it. It sat displayed proudly above her chest, never to be removed even for a moment. Brittany had received the same necklace, but of an S instead. Each necklace was given to always remind them of each other.
The walk over was awfully cold, but Santana didn't mind much. She thought it looked so beautiful and peaceful out, and was excited for the chance to see Brittany without either of their parents around. Brittany had asked her over to help her watch the house, along with her younger sister, while their parents were away. She had only agreed in hopes that they could get a little quality time alone. She wasn't all that fond of babysitting, and would never have agreed to do it otherwise. She never really enjoyed the way most kids tended to pull her hair or tried to climb all over her for piggy back rides. She did love children, but sometimes they could get on her nerves. Santana knew that she couldn't say no to Brittany though, and she didn't really mind her little sister much. She still made her beg just for the fun of it though, despite the fact that she knew she would undoubtedly give in.
Santana knew she should have dressed a little warmer, but she wanted to look pretty for Britt, and there was absolutely nothing appealing about snow boots and a puffy jacket. Plus, she knew Brittany couldn't dare say no after she got a glimpse of San's killer legs. She was well aware of the fact that that specific asset of hers made Brittany almost like putty in her hands. She had desperately hoped that Brittany's sister would be asleep when she arrived...