Santana sat in her office looking over Sue Sylvester's file one more time. Her assistant, Elaine, was due for their appointment and Santana wanted to brush up on The Dalton's favorite whale.
She closed the file and let out a breath. Whatever the assistant wanted, Santana was sure it had to do with the charity benefit. She picked up her phone to see if Brittany had texted. She had tried calling Brittany earlier but got her voicemail so she left a message about meeting up during Brittany's break.
Brittany hadn't called her back and Santana wondered if Brittany had been freaked out by their kiss. Kisses. Wait, she wondered, did they count as kisses? "This is ridiculous. You're a grown ass woman," she mumbled.
Santana couldn't help but chuckle as she looked up Brittany's name. This wasn't high school where she would spend hours wondering when the girl would call her. Where she spent hours examining every interaction trying to find clues if the girl really liked her. She shook her had and texted Brittany a simple "Hi."
"There." She put her phone aside and decided not to think about it anymore. Brittany was working and probably hadn't had a chance to call yet. It was only 3, still very early.
"Santana?"
She looked away from her phone at Artie standing at her doorway. "Hey."
"Sylvester's assistant is here to see you," Artie said.
She stood up. "Thanks."
"You should get you own assistant," Artie went on, "Not that I don't like announcing your guests, but I do have to keep eyes on the cameras."
"I know, I know," Santana said as she walked out into the control room with Artie, "I'm looking into it. Oh, hey, have you seen Blaine?"
"I think he's still at orientation." Artie went to his station and looked at his monitors. "Yup. There he is, getting the grand tour along with the other newbies."
Santana leaned in a bit and sure enough, there was Blaine getting the casino tour. "Thanks Artie. And you won't have to do assistant duties for long. I'll email HR to post a job opening."
"Sweet. And speaking of jobs," Artie said, "I heard that you got Puck a job as a floor security guard. That was cool of you. He's been dying to leave that taxi job for ages."
"It's no problem. We needed another guard."
"Now if we can only get Brittany to quit, everything will be right with the world."
"Why…never mind," Santana said. She told herself that any information about Brittany she would get straight from the source. No more gathering information behind her back. "Better not keep the assistant waiting."
Santana stepped out of the control room into the small waiting area and greeted Sue Sylvester's assistant. "Hi there. How are you?"
"I'm great Santana. And you?" Elaine shook her hand and proceeded to follow her into the control area.
"I'm good." Santana smiled and just hoped this meeting didn't go on for too long.
"Wow." Santana turned around to see Elaine admiring the control center. "This place is amazing. You couldn't get away with anything around here."
"No, you can't." Santana said, "You can assure Sue that we have the best security and her charity event will be well looked after." She continued to walk to her office. "This way please."
Santana went to sit behind her desk and immediately saw the blue blinking light on her phone indicating she had a text. She was sure it was Brittany. She wondered how rude it would be to check her phone right now.
Elaine sat down and got comfortable. "Sue will be pleased. I know the event is still a few weeks away but I wanted to get started coordinating as soon as possible."
"Of course." The blinking light was proving to be a distraction. She reached for her phone and checked her messages. It was Brittany. All she had texted was was a simple smily face. Santana bit the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling.
"Hotel business?"
Santana locked her phone and put it down on her desk. "Sorry. Security business never rests. So, let's get started coordinating."
Santana went into her full on business mode. She couldn't let Brittany become a distraction for her at work. No matter how much of a great distractions she would be.
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The work days always seemed longer when Brittany had plans too meet up with Santana. She drove into her usual parking spot at The Dalton and headed to the front of the casino. They had been playing phone tag for hours. When Santana had called her earlier she had passengers in her car. No matter how much she wanted to talk to Santana, she never talked on the phone when she drove. But eventually they had agreed on a time.
Brittany took a deep breath and went inside. Two things were making her nervous. Being inside the casino was obviously the first one but the other thing was seeing Santana again.
They had kissed. Sort off.
Brittany had played it off like it was no big deal, but inside she felt like she was going to explode. Santana had kissed her on the lips. Santana had held her and didn't seem to want to move away. Santana liked her more than just a friend, Brittany was sure of it now.
Once inside the casino, she took out her phone and called Santana. "Hi." Brittany smiled when Santana picked up on the first ring.
"Hey Britt. You ready for lunch?"
"Uh huh. Are you in the lobby?" Brittany looked around to see if she could see Santana but then remembered Santana had access to all of the cameras. "Or are you spying on me through your creepy spy cameras."
"They are not creepy," Santana said with a laugh, "And no, I'm not in the control room. I'm in my suite actually. I thought we could have lunch here. I ordered room service."
"Oh, uh like eat in your room?" Brittany bit her lip. She felt that tingle in her stomach she seemed to be getting every time she was around Santana lately.
"Is that OK? This way we don't get interrupted like last night." Santana really hoped Brittany was fine with eating in her room because she had already set everything up. It wasn't anything fancy, just burgers, fries and onion rings.
Brittany took a deep breath. "It's totally cool."
"Fantastic. I'll come down and get you…"
"No, you don't have to," Brittany said as she began to walk to the suite elevators, "Just stay on the line with me."
"I can do that." Santana listed to Brittany talk about the couple she had just dropped off and how they kept fighting over who's job it was to walk their dog. Santana loved listening to Brittany's stories and how amusing she made them sound.
Brittany had been so preoccupied with talking to Santana that before she knew it, she was on Santana's floor. "I'm almost there."
Santana opened her door and stepped out into the hallway and saw Brittany walking to her. "You did it again," she said as she hung up.
"Thanks to you." Brittany put her phone away and stopped in front of Santana. "Hey."
"Hi." Santana incredibly shy all of a sudden. A feeling she rarely ever had but here she was in front of the girl she liked, shy. "You, umm, was the walk up here fine for you?"
"Yup." Brittany nodded and realized she hadn't stopped smiling. "Talking to you on the phone distracted me. You have a very distracting voice."
"Thanks, I guess." Santana stepped aside an invited Brittany in. She wasn't sure if she could hug Brittany or kiss her. Not after last time. Santana hadn't stopped thinking about their kiss, well kisses really, since it happened. They were very chaste but, they were amazing. "I have lunch all ready. I thought burgers would be nice."
Brittany walked into the huge suite and saw Santana had set up the long table in front of the couch with the food and there were even flowers. Brittany desperately tried to remember if those flowers were there before as part of the room or if Santana had put them there for their lunch.
"This is amazing Santana," Brittany said, "Let me guess, it was free."
"No comment." Santana sat down right after Brittany. "I told you I'd take you out to a place where I would pay. But I'm saving that for later."
"I'll believe it when it happens." There was a baskets of french fries and a basket of onion rings on the table. Brittany took a french fry and ate it. "Thanks for lunch."
"You're very welcome." Santana watched as Brittany ate another fry and smiled at how adorable she looked. How anyone could look adorable eating a freaking french fry was beyond Santana but Brittany was pulling it off. Yeah, Santana knew she had it bad.
After her third fry, Brittany realized that Santana hadn't eaten anything. "You're going to eat too, right? I can't eat all of this by myself."
"Right, sorry," Santana said snapping out of her daze. She reached over and took a fry. "Come on, let's eat."
Brittany was glad for the food. Things felt different with Santana. A good different but also a weird different. She wanted to ask Santana to be her date to Kurt's party and not just her tour guide again but wasn't sure how to ask. She hadn't asked anyone out in ages.
Santana listened to Brittany tell yet another crazy taxi story and as much as she was enjoying the story, in the back of her mind, she couldn't help try to work out how to ask Brittany out. Santana wanted to kiss her. Even if it was just another chaste kiss. She just wanted to feel Brittany's lips on her again.
They finished lunch, with both of them talking about everything except the one thing they both were thinking.
Brittany looked at her watch. "Damn, I only have 15 minutes left. I swear, time just like flies when we hang out."
"It does." Santana scooted a bit closer to Brittany on the couch. She wanted to do this now. "OK."
"OK?"
"Umm, I…yesterday," Santana began, "When we said goodbye…."
"Oh," Brittany said softly, "I won't kiss you again if it makes you uncomfortable."
"Wait, what?" Santana shook her head. "No. It doesn't make me uncomfortable. It makes me the opposite of uncomfortable."
"So it was OK?"
"Britt, I kissed you first."
"You said it was an accident."
"We both know that was crap," Santana said with a soft laugh, "I wanted to kiss you. I've been wanting to kiss you for a while now."
"Really?" Brittany felt that tingle all over her body again.
"Really," Santana admitted, "Look, I know that this may make things weird between us or mess up our friendship but I…."
"It won't'" Brittany interrupted, "I was, umm, I was actually going to ask you to be my date for Kurt's party. I told you, I like you."
"Like me, like a friend?" Santana felt like her heart was beating in her throat. She hadn't been this into someone in a long time and she had forgotten how much she loved this feeling.
Brittany smiled and leaned in closer, taking Santana's face in her hands and placing a soft kiss on her lips. "More than a friend."
Santana felt drunk. She gave Brittany a big smile and kissed her again. "Will you go on a date with me?"
Brittany knew that she had a shitload of problems in her life right now, like her father coming back, and she shouldn't involve Santana. But… "Yes."
Santana let out a relieved laugh. "Yes?"
Brittany nodded. "So does this mean you'll be my date to Kurt's party?"
Santana smiled and placed a quick kiss on Brittany's lips. "I'll be your date to anything."
"So does this mean I can kiss you now? Any time I want or should we, like, go out on that date first?"
Santana leaned in and kissed Brittany again. "You can kiss my anytime you want." Santana kissed her again, this time taking Brittany's lower lip in hers. Kissing Brittany felt right. Kissing Brittany confirmed for Santana moving here had been the right decision. Kissing Brittany was amazing.
Santana's lips were made for kissing. Brittany deepened the kiss and was immediately met with Santana's tongue. "Mmmmm." She really wished she didn't have to go back to work. "I have to go," she said as she pulled back.
"No," Santana whined, "Do you have to?" Santana wanted to keep on kissing Brittany and just focus on this girl in front of her.
"Sorry, but if I don't get back on the road I'll have to stay late," Brittany said. She ran her thumb across Santana's lip. "Otherwise, I'd totally stay here and make out with you."
Santana was reluctant but agreed. "I don't want you to work late."
Brittany got up and walked to the door with Santana following her. "You know what's weird?" she asked turning to face Santana.
"What?"
"That we're not weird." Brittany went on when she saw the confused look on Santana's face. "I mean, us kissing and going out on dates. It doesn't feel weird or anything. It kinda felt more weird when we weren't doing those things. Well, we haven't gone on a real date yet so I'm mostly talking about the kissing. Does that make sense? I'm rambling, huh?"
Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck and smiled. "You're so fucking adorable. And you're right, we're not weird."
Brittany smiled and kissed Santana since she could do that now. "I wish we had started kissing last night cause we could have had more time."
Despite Brittany's serious face, Santana laughed. "Don't worry, there will be a lot of kissing. Dinner with Jenny is still on for tomorrow?"
"Yup, but I don't want to make out in front of my sister," Brittany said.
"Of course not," Santana said with a laugh, "But you have tomorrow off and so do I. So, how about I come to your place a few hours early and we can hang out there."
"Are you sure? My place is a closet compared to your room."
Santana brushed a stand of blond hair behind Brittany's ear. "I'd rather hang out at your place, if that's OK?" Santana was grateful the hotel had given her one of the bigger rooms but for all it's luxury it didn't feel right. When she had gone to Brittany's apartment, that had felt like an actual home.
Brittany smiled and loved the idea of Santana coming over. "Come by any time after 8. Jenny's gone by then. But I know you work late, so if you want to sleep in, we can make it 12."
"I'll try my hardest to get up early," Santana said. She smiled when Brittany started chuckling. "What's so funny?"
"Jenny is totally going to rub this in my face. She kept telling me to go after you."
"Smart kid." Santana gave Brittany a quick kiss. "So dinner will consist of a lot of teasing then?"
"Probably." Brittany couldn't believe how happy she felt right now. For the past couple of years, it was nothing but worry and stress about money and just surviving. But right now, none of that mattered. Right at this moment, all she could feel was how happy she was that she had Santana in her arms.
"Then this should be fun." Santana licked her lips. "Umm, Britt, don't say anything about us to your friends, OK?"
"Why?" Brittany suddenly had the feeling Santana was embarrassed by her.
"I"m just not sure what the policy is about employees dating or being involved," Santana said, "We haven't really gone out, not officially but I want to and I just want to make sure I'm not breaking any rules. Just, let's keep us between us. And Jenny."
Brittany let out a breath. "OK. I get it. I don't want you getting in trouble."
"And maybe I'll tell Blaine," Santana said.
"OK, so only Jenny and Blaine can know." Brittany leaned in and hugged Santana tight. "I have to go. "
"OK," Santana sighed. How was it that she was having so much trouble letting Brittany leave, especially since she knew they'd see each other soon. "I'll walk you down."
"It's OK," Brittany said pulling back, "I want to go alone. I did it before, and I really want to get over this anxiety."
Santana nodded. "I'm proud of you, for doing this. Whatever happened with your dad..."
"I'll tell you about my dad tomorrow," Brittany interrupted, "Something hap...I'll just tell you tomorrow, OK?"
"OK." Santana didn't want to push but she had a feeling that Brittany was itching to get something off her chest. Whatever it was, Santana hoped it wasn't too bad. Brittany, and Jenny, had already been through enough.
Brittany gave Santana a small wave and began walking down the hallway. She felt braver, taller even after seeing Santana. She felt like she could do anything, including walking through this casino all on her own.
###
Santana stood in the middle of the control center watching the cameras. She trusted Artie and his team to keep diligent watch but every shift she'd find the time to just stand there and watch her casino in action. Tonight though, she was having a bit of difficulty focusing as her mind kept thinking about Brittany.
They were going to go out on a date. They were dating. Did this mean Brittany was her girlfriend? Santana's inner high school self surfaced and wondered if she had to officially ask Brittany to be her girlfriend. She didn't think Brittany was dating anyone else or was even interested in someone else. At lease she hoped. But Santana was sure she wanted to be with Brittany, exclusively.
"I'm in trouble," she whispered to herself. Santana hadn't had a steady girlfriend in three years and even then, Sheila wasn't anything too serious. Truth be told, Santana dated a lot but relationships weren't really her thing and she wasn't even sure she was any good at them.
"See a cheater?"
Santana jumped a little at hearing Blaine's voice. "Jesus! Where the hell did you come from?"
"Wow, so much for your security skills," Blaine said, amused, "I've been standing by you for like 20 seconds."
"Whatever." Santana began walking back to her office. "Come on Bushy Brow, in my office."
"Were you looking for your lady love?" Blaine asked once they were in her office with the door shut.
"Brittany's shift ended half an hour ago." Santana sat in her chair and pulled out the security procedure manual she had put together and placed in in front of Blaine. "Read this. Learn it."
Blaine was now full on grinning. "Interesting that you automatically mention Brittany when I said lady love."
Santana groaned. "God, why did I want you working here?"
Blaine took the manual. "What's going on Santana? You look too happy."
Blaine had been Santana's closest friend since they were kids and no one else called her on her crap like he did. He knew the real her and, while Santana would never admit it, she was glad he did.
"We kissed," Santana casually said.
"WHAT?" Blaine shot up from his seat, dropping the security manual on the floor.
"And we're going out," Santana said, not hiding her smile anymore. She leaned back in her chair.
"I knew it!" Blaine said with his hands on his hips, "I knew the second I saw you two together. Tell me everything!"
Santana playfully rolled her eyes as Blaine sat back down. She told him everything because she knew Blaine would keep it to himself. Santana was so grateful she had someone to talk to about Brittany.
"Wow," Blaine said after she finished her story, "Sounds like Brittany's had a hard life."
"She has," Santana said sadly, "And I swear if I ever met her dad, I'll probably kick him in the balls. What kind of man leaves his kids after their mother died?"
"Careful Santana," Blaine said seriously, "Family stuff is a delicate thing."
"I know, I know." Santana sighed. "I just…Brittany deserves to be happy. So does her sister. She works so hard for everything she has and I'm just in awe of her. I mean, my whole life I've had everything I've ever wanted. Money, supportive parents, prestigious schools and now I have this job I love where I make a six figure salary. I have all this money that's pretty much just sitting in my bank account while Brittany is busting her ass every night for tips and fares. I just…"
"Hey," Blaine said gently, "Don't, ok? Yes, you've had a relatively easy life but you worked hard to get where you are. Don't feel bad about that."
Santana slowly shook her head. "I don't. I just want to help Brittany and her sister."
Blaine leaned forward a bit. "Just focus on your date with her first. Don't try to fix her life because maybe she doesn't want you too. From what you've told me about Brittany, she's independent and resourceful. She sounds like she's very proud of having been able to take care of her sister and if you just go in and try to play Supergirl and fix everything, it could blow up in your face."
Santana knew Blaine was right. She had already messed up once with the background check and she didn't want to mess up again. "I'll focus on our date. But that doesn't mean I won't try to offer my help."
"Of course it doesn't," Blaine said, "OK. Enough drama talk. Are you going to train me to do your job or what?"
"I can try," Santana teased, "You'll never be as good as me, but you'll be a close second."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence."
Santana spent the rest of her shift training Blaine. Yeah, she was defiantly glad he had agreed to move here.
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"Just spill it Britt!"
Brittany and Jenny sat at the kitchen table eating cookies and drinking mike. It was something they did to feed their cookie addiction. Brittany took a breath. "Santana and I are going out. On a date."
Brittany watched her sister as a smug smile appeared on her face. "You're welcome."
"Huh?"
Jenny leaned back and crossed her arms. "This is all my doing. You owe me big!"
"You didn't do anything!"
"I was the one who told you to go after her!" Jenny said with a slight laugh. "This is so awesome. I knew it! Though, before this goes any further I will need to check her out. Make sure she's not a weirdo."
"She's not a weirdo," Brittany defended, "She bought you dinner last night. And you already met her."
"For like a minute and I was half asleep. And you said that food was free."
"Well, she's having dinner with us tomorrow so you can see for yourself that she's not a weirdo."
Jenny slammed her hand on the table in her excitement. "I love it! I'll cook, naturally, unless you want to make her your famous BLT sandwich."
"I already told her you were cooking."
Jenny got up and went to hug her sister. "Seriously though. I really am happy for you. You deserve some fun and happiness." Jenny placed a kiss on Brittany's temple before going back to her seat.
Brittany gave her sister a shy smile. "I really like her."
"Aww. I think I might cry."
Brittany rolled her eyes. "Oh brother."
Jenny's playful expression changed to a serious one. "Did you tell her about dad? About him being back?"
Brittany shook her head. "I'll tell her tomorrow." After a beat Brittany spoke again. "Have you heard from him?"
Jenny got up and went to the small table by the door and returned with a piece of paper. "I found this note when I came home today."
Brittany took the paper and read the message.
Hey girls. I stopped by. I haven't heard from you and wanted to see if we could have dinner or met for a coffee. Call me.
Brittany folded the paper and put it on the table. "What does he want?"
"Maybe he wants to make things better," Jenny said softly, "We should call him."
Brittany sighed. She didn't know what to do. Part of her wanted her father to just disappear again and another part of her wanted to know what he wanted. "Maybe."
"Maybe," Jenny repeated.
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It was 8:45 in the morning and Santana found herself sitting in her car in front of Brittany's building. She had finished her shift last night, which included training Blaine, shortly after midnight and thought she'd end up sleeping late.
Santana had planned on coming over to Brittany's place around 11 or so but here she was at 8:45, now 8:47, wondering if she was too early. She took out her phone and texted Brittany.
-How about I show up at 9?
A reply came immediately.
-Awesome!
At 8:55, Santana was at the front door of the building buzzing Brittany's unit.
"Santana?" Brittany's voice came throughout he speaker.
"It's me!" A loud buzz came from the door and Santana easily opened the door and went inside. She thought back to the night she had come to see Brittany and was glad that this time her visit was a happier one.
Brittany opened her door and saw Santana approaching and felt like it was Christmas morning. Seeing Santana walking towards her just made her happy. "Hi!"
Santana reached Brittany and immediately pulled her in for a hug. "Good morning." She almost told Brittany she missed her but held back. They had just seen each other last night and Santana didn't want to come across as clingy.
Brittany had been so excited about her day with Santana that she hadn't slept much. "Good morning." Santana pulled back from the hug to kiss her but Brittany stepped back completely.
"Britt?" Santana was confused at Brittany pulling back considering they were now dating. Or will be dating.
Brittany pulled Santana inside and closed the door. "Some of my neighbors work at the casino." Brittany pinned Santana against the door and kissed her. Santana's lips were warm and tasted a bit like strawberry lip gloss.
Santana quickly gave in and savored Brittany's lips. She had been caught by surprise at Brittany's sweet attack but surprise was then replaced by arousal. She wrapped her arms around Brittany and kissed Brittany back with the same eagerness Brittany was showing.
"Hmmm." Brittany pulled back and smiled. "Sorry."
"Don't be sorry," Santana said, trying to catch her breath, "This has been the best start to a day I've ever had."
"You said I could kiss you any time I wanted," Brittany said placing a kiss Santana's cheek, "So I did."
"I'm glad you did." Santana was so glad she showed up early.
With one last quick kiss, Brittany stepped back and took Santana's hand to bring her further into her home. "Did you eat breakfast yet? Jenny made breakfast and I was just about to eat."
"Does your sister do all the cooking?" Santana let Brittany lead her to the kitchen table where she sat down.
"I told you, she's like Gordon Ramsey." Brittany took out two plates from the cabinet and placed them on the table. "Jenny always makes too much. She made scrambled eggs and bacon. Do you like bacon? I hope you do cause this bacon is so good."
Santana smiled as she watched Brittany around the kitchen. She was starting to pick up on little things Brittany did, like ramble when she was nervous. "I'd love some breakfast. And I love bacon."
"Good!" Brittany continued setting up the table and served Santana and herself a full plate of eggs and bacon along with coffee. "I usually end up eating two breakfasts cause Jenny just goes overboard with making food. But I think she does it on purpose cause she knows breakfast is like my favorite food."
"I'll remember that," Santana said. She picked up her fork and began to eat. "Oh wow. Mmm..these are some of the best eggs I've ever had."
"Told 'ya." Brittany began to eat and while she was bummed she would only have one breakfast today, it was OK because Santana was eating it.
"You know," Santana began after swallowing a piece of bacon, "We've shared a lot of meals together. Lunch, dinner and now breakfast."
"Well, we have to eat," Brittany said, "But yeah, we should do other things besides eat. Good thing you came early."
"I couldn't wait to see you." Santana chuckled at how corny she sounded. "Did that sound too cheesy?"
Brittany shook her head. "No. I couldn't wait to see you either."
There was that shyness again, the one she only felt around Brittany. "Well, we have all day together."
"All day," Brittany said with a grin, "So, tell me about training Blaine."
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Santana slid down the couch a little to get more comfortable. After breakfast, Brittany had suggested they watch some TV. Santana thought they'd watch one of the morning news shows but instead they were watching cartoons. Santana hadn't watched cartoons in years and she was actually enjoying them.
"I usually watch the news," Santana said, "It's nice to watch something less depressing for a change."
Brittany put her arm around Santana and brought her closer. "That's why I prefer cartoons in the morning. I don't want to start my day being all depressed."
"That's a pretty good plan." Santana sighed and settled into Brittany. Being this close, this intimate, with Brittany felt incredible. If any of her friends back home could see her cuddling on the couch watching cartoons, they would tease her for the rest of her life. "What's the plan for after cartoons?"
"Anything you want," Brittany said then kissed the top of Santana's head.
"Britt, I have no idea. I don't know what there is to do here besides going to casinos." Santana lifted her head from Brittany's shoulder and kissed her cheek. "Honestly, I'd be happy to just stay here all day and do nothing." Santana kissed Brittany's cheek again. She smelled faintly like body wash and shampoo that was most likely from showering the night before and it made Santana want to keep kissing her.
"We could go to the park." Brittany felt Santana's hand move from her stomach to her waist and then Santana pushed her down until she was laying on the couch, with Santana on top of her. "Or…um…we could go to a ghost town."
"The ghost town sounds cool," Santana whispered in Brittany's ear. She kissed neck. "Is this OK? If you want me to stop…"
Brittany closed her eyes and turned to give Santana more access to her neck. "Don't stop." Santana fit perfectly on top of her and those tingles she felt around Santana were now intensified by a million. "We can just stay here and make out until Jenny gets home."
Santana removed her lips from Brittany's neck and lifted her head to look at her. "That would really make this the best day ever."
Brittany smiled and caressed Santana's cheek. She felt so at peace right now. "You make me feel like everything is going to be OK."
"It will be," Santana said. She had meant what she had told Blaine last night about wanting to help Brittany. "I know we've only known each other for a few weeks but…I already feel so close to you."
"Me too." It was barely a whisper but from the smile on Santana's face, she had heard it. Brittany pulled Santana closer and kissed her. Before she met Santana she was counting down the days until her sister graduated so she could leave this city and start fresh. Once Jenny was gone, there really wasn't much keeping her here in Las Vegas. Sure, she had her friends but she wasn't sure if that was enough. Maybe Santana wasn't enough either, but she was willing to find out.
Santana looked into Brittany's eyes and caressed her face, smiling at how perfectly normal this felt. This was new to her because this wasn't her. Santana was never one to be sweet and loving with someone she was involved with. That usually happened weeks, maybe months down the line, it at all, but here she was in some sort of domestic bliss just one day after Brittany had said yes to dating her. Santana knew she was already in too deep and hoped she wouldn't get hurt. Or worse yet, have Brittany get hurt.
They began kissing again, slowly. They weren't sure just how long they had been kissing when there was a knock at the door.
"You expecting someone this early?" Santana asked against Brittany's lips.
"No." Brittany hadn't even bothered to open her eyes and pulled Santana back for more kissing. The knocking continued. "Damn." Brittany opened her eyes and lightly pushed Santana to let her know she wanted to get up. "Sorry."
Santana sighed and moved off of Brittany. "It's OK. Maybe it's for the best before we get carried away."
"I'll get rid of them," Brittany said and gave Santana one last kiss before heading to the door. She guessed it was probably her landlord informing the units of yet another unit inspection. When she opened the door she saw it wasn't her landlord. It was her father.
-tbc-
