Thank you to those who responded so quickly and nicely :) I really appreciate it. So to thank you, I decided to post this before going to bed. :)

It had been six weeks since Santana had first seen the mysterious blonde at the club. Every Friday, she dragged Puck and her some other guy friends out. And every Friday, she would get a lap dance from the blonde.

"Are you going to do something tonight?" Puck asked, sitting in their usual spot. "We've been coming here with you for weeks now. I'm tired of this place. You need to grow a pair."

"I know," Santana sighed, throwing her hands up in frustration. "I know. Buy me a dance and I'll talk to her tonight."

"Cheap ass." Puck muttered. "Ok. Fine."

When the blonde finally came out on stage, Santana got a big smile on her face. She was pretty sure she caught the blonde's eye and got a smile. Puck paid for Santana's dance, even though he hated it.

It's now or never, Lopez. She swallowed hard as the blonde started dancing on her. Since the first dance, each dance got a little longer. Santana smiled. "What's your name, baby girl?"

"How long have you been coming here?" the blonde asked.

Santana shrugged. "I don't know. A while now."

"And you're just now asking my name?"

A slight blush grew on Santana's cheeks. "Well, I chickened out all the other times. But I've been dying to know."

"That's cute." The blonde flashed a smile that melted the brunette.

"So are you going to tell me?"

"It's Brittany."

Santana smiled. "Brittany. Nice. I like it. I'm Santana."

"Nice to finally know your name."

"Yours too." Santana couldn't stop smiling. Her dance ended and she wasn't ready to stop talking to the blonde just yet. "Wait."

"What's up?"

"Well. I'm sure you get this all the time. But uh. Well um. I don't really know how to say this. But would you want to maybe get some coffee sometime?"

"Are you asking me on a date?"

"Um. Well yeah. I guess I am."

"You're adorable. Normally, I don't date customers."

"Oh. Well ok. Sorry –"

"But in your case, I'll make an exception."

Santana smiled brightly. "Great. Awesome. When works for you?"

"My shift ends at 3. There is a diner around the corner. Meet me there."

"Ok. Great. I will most definitely be there."

"See you then." Brittany smiled and waved slightly as she walked off.

"I can't wait."

Santana couldn't stop smiling. She thought about trying to trick Puck but as hard as she tried, she couldn't stop the smile from creeping back up. She sat down and took a long sip from her drink.

"You're smiling so I take it things went well." Puck poked her in the shoulder.

"Her name is Brittany. We're meeting for coffee after her shift ends."

"That's the Lopez I know!" Puck slapped her on the back and bought a round of shots for their table.

The group ended up staying at the club until 2:30. Santana decided to go ahead and go to the diner. She sat in a booth and patiently waited for the blonde. She jumped slightly when her phone buzzed from her pocket. She pulled it out and saw she had a text from Puck.

Use protection!

All the Latina could do was shake her head. She ordered a cup of coffee. She checked her phone. 2:58. She smiled slightly. After what felt like a lifetime, she checked her phone again. 3:06. She's probably just running late. After reassuring herself a few more times, she checked her phone yet again. 3:15. I guess she didn't want to come. I can't believe I got my hopes up.