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Hey Guys
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Brittany POV
"Rach, babe I got it! I GOT IT!"
"Aww Britt, that's excellent! I'm so happy for you! I have a great idea, let's go celebrate! It's Friday and I'm off tomorrow and I don't know of any better way to spend my Friday night other than with my best friend. Plus you could totally meet a hot girl, maybe tonight will be the night?"
"Yesssss! Gossip?"
"Yeah, I'll meet you there in an hour. And Britt?"
"Yeah?"
"Congratulations, you deserve it. Every bit of happiness that is gonna come your way."
"Thanks Rach. See you in an hour." Brittany ended the call and jumped on her bed, she had one of the biggest smiles on her face. She could not believe her luck and the fact that Santana Lopez actually thought that she was talented enough to work for her. She really needed the money and was very grateful that the Latina gave her a chance to prove herself.
She also couldn't stop thinking about the beautiful Latina and the way her lips tingled after she kissed her on the cheek, she wouldn't mind doing it again. But she also didn't want to make the Latina uneasy, as far as she knew Santana was straight.
With a sigh she lifted herself off the bed and made her way to the bathroom to get ready for an evening full of dancing.
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Santana POV
There was something about Brittany that Santana found very mesmerizing, was it the way she moved, the way she looked, her innocence, her good-natured personality? Santana was brought out of her thoughts when her phone began ringing next to her. She smirked when she saw the caller ID.
"Hello this is Snixxx, The hottest bitch in all New York City."
"Oh, HAHA, you are SO funny Lopez!"
"What do you want Lucy? Or do you rather prefer Fabgay?"
"Just because you haven't come to terms with your sexuality yet, doesn't mean that you have to insult me about mine... Anyway I feel like dancing, so get your ass to our usual place. You have ten minutes."
"Oh please Q, I'm as straight as a ruler! So don't give me that sexuality shit. I'll meet you there. Give me 20 minutes; I just have to lock up the office."
"The way you looked at the Pierce girl today definitely didn't scream straight. See you lez-pez…"
Before Santana could answer the phone line went dead, "bitch", Santana muttered to herself. She went to the full length mirror in her office and checked her outfit and make-up. "Still looking as hot as hell, Lopez" she said to herself and reapplied her lip gloss.
She grabbed her hand bag from where it was on her office table and made her way to the club.
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As Santana made her way to the club, she winked at the bouncer and he let her in right away. Really glad that she got to skip the long line of people waiting to get in, she scanned the crowd and spotted Quinn near the bar. She made her way over to Quinn and wasn't oblivious to the stares she received from the people in the club. 'Yep, still got it' she thought to herself as she took the empty seat next to Quinn.
"Hey Q. So have you spotted any talent we can recruit yet?"
Quinn gave Santana a look that had 'you've got to be shitting me' written all over it. "No I haven't even thought about that and neither should you. It's Friday night and we had a long, exhausting week at work. So just relax and dance a little, okay?"
Santana looked at Quinn and could see nothing but love in the other woman's eyes, they have been friends for more than five years and Santana trusted Quinn more than anything. Even though they got into fights a lot, it never lasted long and it was never serious. They had a unique friendship and it worked for the both of them.
"Fine Q, but this time I get to choose the guys I dance with, the last one you set me up with kept grabbing at my ass and he could be so lucky that Liz pulled me away before I could go all Lima Heights on his scrawny ass."
"I have to admit that was rather funny, but I promise, you can dance with whoever you want to and I won't interfere."
Quinn scanned the crowd and a huge grin appeared on her face.
Santana looked at Quinn and smiled. "Does Quinn Fabray have her first target? Poor woman, if I were her I would run as fast as I can." Santana was silenced by a fist colliding with her arm. "Yes I do have my eye set on someone and I think she looks really cute, I just hope she bats for my team." Quinn said and pointed to a brunette heading to the middle of the dance floor. Santana looked at the small girl and chuckled to herself, "The dwarf? I bet that on your first date she'll take you to meet her 6 brothers and Snow White." Santana turned back to the bar and took a sip of her Martini.
"You know what San? That wasn't even funny, and people can see that you never watched Disney movies as a child, because none of Snow white's dwarfs were female. Now if you'll excuse… whoa wait San," Quinn nudged Santana with her elbow, "isn't that, what's her name?" Santana looked at the girl next to her with a confused expression on her face. Quinn looked at Santana and pointed at a tall blond in the middle of the dance floor, with moves that could put any pop star to shame. "Brittany?" Santana whispered. "Yeah Brittany! I wonder what she's doing here. But I'm gonna go and dance San, I suggest you do the same." Quinn said while waggling her eyebrows.
Santana didn't even pay attention to a word Quinn was saying and didn't even notice when her friend turned and left her alone at the bar. Santana knew that she was being unprofessional and that Brittany was working for her, but she couldn't help herself. She stared at Brittany from across the room and was hypnotised by the way the tall blond moved her body.
As if feeling eyes on her, Brittany tilted her head towards the bar. Blue met brown and Santana felt as if she was going to have a stroke if her heart rate didn't slow down in the next few seconds. A sly, sexy smile crept on Brittany's perfect lips and with her index finger she motioned for Santana to come over towards her.
It was as if Santana had no power over her body and before she knew it she was standing in front of Brittany. "Hey", the blond whispered out of breath as her body still moved to the beat of the music. "Do you want to dance?",Brittany asked with a glint of hope in her eyes. Santana couldn't say no, if she did there would be awkward tension at work the next Monday.
Santana nodded her head and Brittany's hands instantly found their way to Santana's hips. They swayed to the music and Santana was glad that the beat of the song wasn't too fast. Just then as if reading her thoughts the DJ decided to be spiteful and started playing a song where the beat was way too fast for Santana's liking. Brittany didn't mind though and quickly adjusted her moves to the fast beat of the new song.
She sensed Santana's discomfort and softly whispered in her ear, "Its okay San, just close your eyes and let the rhythm move you, I won't let you go." Brittany's breath against her ear sent shivers down her spine and she quickly nodded. She didn't even care about the nickname Brittany used. Brittany spun Santana around and grinded with her front against Santana's back, Santana's breath hitched at the contact and she could feel Brittany's breath on her bare shoulders. She loved every second of it and that made her panic because she didn't know why.
Brittany took Santana's hands and hooked it around her neck, she danced closer to the tiny brunette in front of her and couldn't help but love the closeness between them. Just then Santana turned around and their bodies moulded into each other as they kept on dancing to the beat of the music. Blue eyes stared into beautiful brown and both were so hypnotised by each other. Unconsciously Brittany began to lean forward and Santana could feel Brittany's breath on her lips. It was sweet and intoxicating, for some reason Santana wanted to taste Brittany, Santana started to lean forward, breath mixing and it was as hot as hell.
Just when their lips were millimetres apart Santana's phone started ringing. Santana snapped out of the daze that Brittany had her in and realized what she was about to do, what she almost did. She quickly looked at her phone and mentally thanks the person who was calling her. She quietly mumbled a 'sorry' towards Brittany and made her way off the dance floor and out of the club, leaving a confused and disappointed Brittany behind.
Santana quickly answered the phone with a sigh of relieve and hailed a cab. She was glad that one cab stopped almost immediately, she told Quinn that she was going home and would see her Monday at work. While in the cab Santana couldn't help but think of the almost kiss and the smell of Brittany invading her senses. She didn't knew what to do, she had never been this attracted to anyone. And she had never been this attracted to a girl. But it couldn't happen because Brittany worked for her and a working relationship was all it could ever be…
