Brittany heard the doorbell ring. "Ahhh fuck!" She gasped as she hit her elbow on the wall behind her. Brittany had been too into checking herself out in the mirror, making sure she looked studly enough for her date. Puck had popped in a couple of times, trying to get her to put her hair up in a fauxhawk and telling her to turn her "sweet lady swagger" on high. Mike tried to be supportive and told her she'd do great and there's nothing to worry about because Santana is going to like her. He also reminded her that she was a guy and shouldn't do a lot of "booty popping" while she danced.
"Woah, boner alert!" Puck said as he answered the door. The girl was dressed in a short, tight red dress. She had some strapped heels on that made her legs appear longer than they were. Her hair was flowing in soft curls. It was a sight anybody could appreciate.
"Um, is Brett here?" Santana asked uncertainly, making sure to keep a distance between her and the man who answered the door.
Before Puck could open his mouth again, Mike appeared by his side and pushed the man aside with a small effort. "Yes! Uh, he should be out any second. You must be Santana. I'm Mike Chang and this is Puck." Mike held his hand out and Santana awkwardly shook it. She had expected Brett to answer the door and didn't know exactly what to say to these two men.
"Yeah, I'm Santana. Nice to meet you." She held out her hand to shake Puck's because she figured it would be the polite thing to do. To say she was surprised when the mohawked man took her hand and kissed it was an understatement. She quickly pulled her hand back.
Brittany heard her roommates making small talk with Santana and, fearing the worst, hurriedly cleaned up her mess and took a last look in the mirror. She straightened the collar on her black buttoned up shirt and pulled up her jeans just a hint. "You can do this. You are Brett. You are a manly man. You can make this amazing girl like you." She took a deep breath and hopped up and down a few times, shaking her hands out before finally nodding once to herself. She decided on one more quick spray of cologne, patted her lucky rubber duck, and went out to join the other three.
"Brett!" Santana said a little loudly as soon as she saw the blonde come around the corner.
Brittany smiled at the girl and quickly looked to her roommates to see Puck with a creepy grin on his face and Mike with a supportive smile. "Hey!" Brittany squeaked a little before she coughed and lowered her voice. The sight of Santana was breathtaking. She could feel the pep talk she had given herself in the bathroom go right out the window. "Ready to go, Santana?"
"I should be asking you that. Isn't it the lady that always keeps the man waiting?" She joked, only to see her date blush furiously. "Let's go!"
"Bye Mike. I'll be home, uh, later. Puck," Brittany looked to the other man and saw that her roommate was checking out her date's ass as Santana walked back to the car. "Eyes off! Close your mouth!"
Puck did as he was told and looked back to Brittany. "I hope your packing tonight, she's totally got a great ass to grind against." He winked as Brittany walked out of the door and glared at him as she shut it.
Brittany turned around, intending to open Santana's car door only to find the woman in the driver's seat and looking at her phone. She felt bad for making her wait and quickly jogged over to the passenger side and hopped in. The two sat in silence as Brittany tried to figure out what to say and Santana pushed buttons on her phone.
Finally, the brunette put her phone down and looked over to her passenger with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, I needed to check in with my kids really quick."
Brittany smiled reassuringly. "It's no worries. I understand. You're just being a good mom."
Santana beamed. She was called sexy and hot every day but rarely was she complimented on her parenting skills. "Thank you."
"Let's go?" Brittany said, trying to shake her head and look away after getting caught up in Santana's smile.
"Oh, right!" Santana looked behind her and backed out of the driveway before taking off down the road.
There was a comfortable silence for a short while in the car before Brittany decided to try some small talk.
"So, what's the deal with this place?"
"Uh, well, my friend's father used to own it and we used to go all the time. After he had a stroke, he sold the place but we continued to go. It's always been a place we could go to let loose and relax and shake our money makers." Santana laughed at herself. "Oh my god, did I just say money makers?"
Brittany tried to stifle her giggles. She hadn't quite gotten the man voice laugh down yet so she tried to avoid it. It was hard to do around this girl who made her smile more than she could imagine. "Yeah, I think you did. It's okay, though. I bet you could use looks alone to make money." She gasped as she realized what came out. Sometimes her filter didn't keep her thoughts in as well as it should. "I didn't mean it like that!" The blonde tried to recover. "I mean, you're really gorgeous but I don't think you would do that, not that you couldn't I just…I'm shutting up now."
Santana tilted her head forwards so she could hide the light blush behind her hair. She flipped her head back up when she felt she was safe to do so. "Brett, it's okay. I think I know what you meant. Thank you, again." She put a reassuring hand on the blonde's and smiled, giving it a quick squeeze before letting it lightly rest there.
Brittany blushed once again at the comforting touch of Santana's hand on hers. "Uh…yeah."
The two sat in another comfortable silence. Brittany decided to let it continue until Santana wanted to break it because she didn't really want to embarrass herself again. She let her thoughts drift to the possibilities of what kind of dancing there would be and if she would really be getting close to this girl of her most recent dreams.
Santana was lost in her own world, oblivious to the silence that was in the car. She hadn't meant to keep her hand on Brett's but it felt so nice to touch somebody again. She felt a twitch in her heart as she thought of Sam and the last time she felt this comfortable around somebody. I am on a date. With another man. There's blonde hair and a great body but it's not him. Should I feel guilty because it feels good to hold his hand? I wonder if he's creeped out by it but he hasn't tried to move away. His eyes are so great. Santana snuck another peek at them from the corner of her own eyes. He said I'm a good mom. Does he want kids? If this got serious could he accept that they came from another man? Would he want more that are his own?
Santana shook herself from her thoughts as she realized they had arrived. She looked over to her date with a smile and hoped that her inner ramblings that had admittedly gotten too intense didn't deter their connection. She was reassured when the blonde seemed to shake himself out of his own thoughts.
Brittany looked over at the place with its lit up sign before smiling and turning back to the beautiful brunette. "This is the place? It looks like fun!"
The place looked like a run of the mill night club but that was exactly Brittany's element. Back in her old city, she was well known for her dance moves and could often gather a small crowd every time she went out on the floor. She started to bounce a little in her seat from excitement before hopping out and running around to open Santana's door for her. "My lady." She did a sweeping hand gesture that made Santana giggle a little.
After closing the door behind Santana, Brittany turned around to see the girl waiting for her. Her hand was stretched out, waiting for a partner. Brittany gladly took it and followed her date inside, trying to decide if that thumping she feels was the bass from the club or her heart racing.
Santana stepped inside and was greeted by a security guard at the door. Obviously she was a well-known person in here.
"Hey Santana! How are you?"
"Hey Finn. I'm good. How's the baby mama and baby?"
"They are both good, thanks! I've got pictures, want to see?"
"Uhh, maybe another time." Santana gestured to Brittany with her head. "This is Brett. He's my date."
Brittany noticed something flash behind Finn's eyes when he took her in. It quickly disappeared but she saw the man put on a stern face. "Hi Brett. You better take good care of this girl. She's important around here." Finn put out his hand.
Brittany nervously shook it, feeling the big guy try to crush her hand a little. She hid her pain well enough. "I will. She's certainly special." Brittany winked over at Santana and once again the brunette looked away to hide her barely noticeable blush.
Finn nodded and finally let go to Brittany's relief. Santana took her other hand and pulled her farther into the place. She realized they were headed over to the bar. When they arrived, Santana sat down and Brittany automatically took the seat next to her.
"You want anything?" Santana asked, nodding towards the bartender.
"No thanks. I'm fine. Can I buy you one?" Brittany asked, remember Puck's rule of paying for everything.
"No. I still have to get back to my kids after this. I'd rather not have them see me wasted."
Brittany could feel the beat and it was making her squirm. She really wanted to dance. Finally she just built up her courage and looked over to the beautiful girl beside her. "Do you want to dance? I really like this song."
"I thought you'd never ask, Brett!" Santana giggled before spinning around in her chair and heading for the dance floor. She turned around and wiggled her hips a little and wiggled her finger at Brittany to signal her to come over.
Brittany was suddenly happy she wasn't really a guy because she would probably be hiding her excitement right now. Santana looked so seductive and she made it look completely effortless. She was used to being the great dancer in the relationship but she could definitely see Santana making it a close competition.
As she walked over, Santana had spun around and was starting to really get into the beat. Brittany couldn't help but pull a Puck and check out the girl's stellar ass. As she came closer, her hands had minds of their own as they came out to grab onto the girl's hips. She easily started to rock with the beat and admired how well she and Santana moved together. It was as if they had been doing it for their whole lives.
Santana whirled around in Brittany's arms and put her own around her date's neck. She couldn't help but stare into the mesmerizing blue eyes. She noticed they were a little darker than they had been earlier and it gave her a strange sense of pride. Still got it. Santana smirked to herself and winked at her dance partner.
Brittany was having her own trouble not pulling out her usual moves. She wanted to impress Santana and the music and club scene was making her real self just beg to come out. She knew her moves were more feminine and while she could pull of more masculine ones she didn't want to risk it.
"Brett."
Brittany snapped out of her inner thoughts to meet those alluring dark eyes staring back into her own. "Yes?"
"You were zoning out on me. When you're here with me on a date, I want you to focus on me." Santana said, using a forceful yet seductive tone she hadn't used in years.
Brittany simply nodded her head in response and took in how much the space between them had dwindled down. Her hands had moved to Santana's lower back without her realizing it and Santana's were wrapped more tightly around her neck. She could feel girl's breath on her chest as they moved faster to match the beat. Santana was looking down watching their hips move in time to one another. When she looked back up she realized the two of them were closer than ever.
Santana licked her lips, realizing hers were just inches from Brett's.
Brittany realized this as well when her attention was drawn to Santana's tongue moving slowly across her bottom lip. She unconsciously leaned a little closer. Just as she felt the first sparks between their lips, she felt the girl in her arms jump and back out.
"I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have-" Brittany tried to explain but Santana cut her off.
"No! It's not that!" She said as she moved her hand towards the side of her dress where there was a hidden pocket. She pulled out her phone and looked at the screen. "It's my babysitter. I need to take this. I'm sorry. Please wait?" Santana gave Brittany a pleading look that made the blonde sigh in relief that she didn't do anything wrong.
"Yes of course! Go ahead. I'm going to go get some water at the bar and I'll wait there." Brittany tilted her head towards the chairs they had first sat in when they entered the club.
A*N – Okay go ahead and hate me for coming back and splitting this chapter into two parts. Actually I was going to post it all as one but I'm kind of happy just to have something done and I don't want to wait until tomorrow (when I will hopefully finish part 2).
I'm not going to lie, I had to go back and read a bit to refresh my memory on this story so my apologies times a thousand. I'm on break now though so I should have more time to write! (Also found some old stories I wrote a long time ago including a GKM g!p fill. Woah. Time warp.)
I hope you all enjoy this and I can't apologize enough for making you wait because I really hate having to wait for updates myself so I know how it is. I hope I'm not too rusty with this writing thing. Send any and all complaints/comments/questions or just small talk to me on here or on tumblr (writtentoberead).
