I apologise for the wait for the chapter and I will apologise in advance for the delay on future chapters. I had plans for this story but the much needed finding of a job has kinda taken up most of my time.

I will try my bestest to get this story done, I still have ideas and thoughts on where I want it to go and what is to happen...it may just take a while to get there.

But to my readers, reviewers and story followers, thanks for reading and sticking around. You ROCK! :)

Seems I also have to apologise for posting this chapter twice. This indeed makes me a numpty and I'm sorry if you were disappointed with just a repost. My total bad and I will try and pay just a smidge more attention to what I'm doing from now on!

Ta muchly all! :)


Santana was sat in the car outside the hotel waiting for Brittany to appear. She was gently tapping a tune on the steering wheel. She was still on a high from what had happen between her and Brittany and had had a permanent smile fixated to her face since that night. The best thing was Brittany had been the same. They were constantly exchanging shy, subtle smiles and glances to each other, having a silent conversation about what had happened and the world would never know.

But today, despite Santana feeling relaxed and content something just didn't feel quite right. For starters Brittany was 15 minutes late coming out of the hotel. It was most unlike the star and since that night she had always been extra punctual, just wanting to spend a few extra minutes in Santana's company. So why was she so late today?

Santana decided to give it 10 more minutes then she would go into the hotel.

tap tap tap

She looked around her wondering where that noise was coming from. It was a gentle tap but there was nothing obvious nearby where it could be coming from.

tap tap tap

It got slightly louder and more forceful. She again looked all around her, taking in her surroundings and what was happening on the street outside.

That's when she spotted her. Brittany was stood in the doorway of the hotel. She look exhausted and tired and Santana was sure, even from a distance, she noticed tears rolling down the stars cheeks. "What the fuck?" She wondered out loud undoing her seatbelt and getting reading to get out of the car.

BANG BANG BANG

Santana looked over her shoulder and the now banging noise. To her horror she saw Jessie at the passenger window. Before she had time to take in what was happening he had opened the door and roughly grabbing onto her shirt and starting to drag her out of the car.

"I told you to stay away." She heard him growl.

She felt herself hit the road with a thud and wondered what was going to happen to her next.

"Britt." She whispered…

Santana woke with a start. She looked around the room trying to take in her surroundings and convince herself that she wasn't really being dragged out of the car onto the street, but really in Brittany's hotel room.

She shook her head to try and clear the fuzziness that was taking over her mind. She looked down at the still sleeping form of Brittany that was led next to her. Somewhere during the course if the night they had moved from the sofa and ended up in Brittany's bed, tangled up together underneath the sheets.

Santana couldn't help but smile at the memory of the night before. She cared for Brittany more than she could imagine but the undeniable fear of Jessie was still weighing heavily on her mind.

KNOCK KNOCK

Santana looked towards the door, slightly confused. Was she still dreaming or was that knocking real. She climbed out of bed, grabbing a shirt from the floor and tip toed towards the door.

"Britt?" Came the questioning voice as the door started.

"Shit" Santana cried and darted into the bathroom before an entering Kurt could see her. Or so she thought. Kurt had indeed caught a glimpse of tanned legs flying into the bathroom and the door swiftly being shut behind them.

"Hmmm" He muttered to himself, but decided not to explore further and instead made his way over to the bed to wake up the still slumbering blonde.

"Britt, hey Britt come on, wake up." He gently shook her shoulder.

Brittany began to stir and turned to lie on her back, her eyes still closed. She smiled and lifted her hand to place it on Kurt's cheek. She ran her thumb over his cheek and her smile grew more.

"Morning sexy." She muttered sleepily.

Kurt tried to swallow down a giggle. He placed his hand over Brittany's. "Morning to you too hot lady."

Brittany's eyes shot open when she didn't hear the voice she expected. She sat up quickly grabbing the sheet to at least try and maintain some form of dignity.

"Have a good night last night did we Britt?" Kurt asked laughing.

"Where's Sa…. She gone?" She asked back slightly worried and concerned as to Santana's whereabouts.

"If your talking about your snuggle buddy from last night I caught a glimpse of a leg going into the bathroom. Who's the lucky lady Britt? Come on don't keep your best girlfriend in the dark now!"

"Ummm…." Brittany started to panic just a little bit. She wanted to blurt it out to Kurt but she didn't feel right doing so until she talked to Santana.

She held up one finger to indicate to Kurt to give her a minute. She climbed out of the bed, wrapping the sheet tightly around her. Kurt had seen her in all her glory on more than one occasion, but post sex filled night was different.

She opened the bathroom wide enough to squeeze through and swiftly closed it behind her. Now she was even more confused. She was sure Kurt had said he had seen a leg go into the bathroom. But there was no sign of the said legs owner.

"Uh?" Brittany's eyebrow set in a pure confused look. "Santana? You in here?" She whispered.

There was no sign of the Latina until the shower curtain flew back, revealing Santana. She was standing in the bath, her hands firmly attached to the hem of the shirt, pulling it down tight against her body to try and cover up the fact that she was without underwear. The look on her face was a mixture of fear, horror and utter embarrassment.

Brittany pulled both her lips into her mouth to stem the laugh that was threatening to escape. She walked over to the tub and held her hand out for Santana to take. "What are you doing?" She again whispered but this time in a more over the to, theatrical way.

"Um… hiding?"

"Why?"

"Ummmm.." Santana took the offered hand and stepped out of her sanctuary that was Brittany's bathtub.

"Did you run in here cause of Kurt? It's just Kurt, he's cool."

"Britt." Santana practically whined. " I can't be caught here with you."

"Why? Honestly San he won't care. It's not like he's going to go sell the story to the local pap."

"It's not that."

"Then what? Come on San he's gay, trust me he has seen more naked women then you and me put together, he's not going to care, or even look." She giggled.

"No, it's just. Brittany I can't lose this job."

"Why will Kurt seeing you make you lose your job? San, talk to me."

Santana couldn't think, she couldn't understand. Brittany clearly had no idea about what was in her contract and how last night, no matter how fantastic it was, could affect her. Her mind was going 100 miles per hour as she tried to figure out what to say, how to explain.

"I just…I just don't want people talking that's all."

"Kurt wouldn't say a word, trust me on that."

"What if it gets back to Jessie?" Brittany eyebrows furrowed as she looked at Santana in confusion.

Santana sighed as she tried to find the right words. "Brit" she breathed.

"Look Santana, don't worry about it for now ok. Come on." She grabbed her hand "We can't stay in here all day and Kurt is probably thinking we're having shower sex right now." Brittany stopped as if to think about her last statement. She shook the thoughts to the back of her mind and to focus on the job in hand. "Anyway, come on, let go find some clothes ok. I'll go out first and shoo Kurt away so we can get dressed and then I really want you to talk to me ok. Please."

"Ok." Santana whispered.

"Good." Brittany replied "And then maybe the shower sex." She raised her eyebrows and opened up the bathroom door, quickly shutting it behind her to save Santana's blushes.


"What's going on Brit?" Kurt asked as he was shooed out the bedroom.

"I want to get my sweet lady kisses on Kurt and you lingering in the background is seriously cramping my style."

"Oh come on, like I would want to stick around and watch that."

"Course you would, I'm hot and I know deep down you have a big girl crush on me."

"You wish Ms Pierce."

"Ha! Seriously tho I just need a hour or so ok." Kurt shock his head "I know, I know I'm supposed to be in the studio for abit today but I'll get there later ok."

"Fine. Shall I call Santana to let her know you'll be late cause your getting your sex on?" Kurt asked as he pulled out his phone.

"NO! No, its fine….I'll call her."

Kurt gave her a questioning look but didn't argue. He smiled and shook his head, he should be used to Brittany's ways by now. "Fine. So when shall I come back to make sure your fully clothed and ready to go do some work?"

"Give me a couple of hours k?"

"Fine. Don't do anything I wouldn't ok."

"Pffftt. She you later Miss Hummel."

Brittany walked back into her rooms and found Santana fully clothes sitting on the sofa, Morri curled up at her side.

"She really does like you."

"I guess I'm likeable."

"That you are Santana, that you are. I was thinking of getting her a buddy, another puppy maybe, or a cat."

Santana just nodded in agreement.

Brittany joined Santana on the sofa. She saw how content Morri was so decided against moving her, instead just taking hold of Santana's hand which was idly stroking Morri's ears.

"What's going on Santana? Please talk to me. Last night was amazing and I just get a bad feeling that it wasn't the same for you."

"What?" Santana was shocked out of her thoughts by Brittany's words. "No, no that's really not it. Brittany last night was incredible and I don't regret it. Well….I just…."

"Santana, look at me. What is it?"

"Jobs are hard to get Brittany, it took ages for me to find this one and I can't be unemployed again."

"Santana….what?"

"My contract Brit, it's in my contract."

"What is?"

Santana took a deep breath. She thought Brittany would have some kind of clue but clearly not.

"When I got this job I signed a contract."

"Everyone who works for me signs one."

"No, I know that Brit but….but do you know what's in the contracts? Or at least in mine?"

"Jessie does the contracts, he's my manager so it's his job."

"Well, mine says that I am to only have professional contact with you. I pick you up, drive you to where you need to be then take you home. End of, that's my job." She knew what she had to say next but it was hard. She took another calming breath.

"Jessie told me that if he caught me, no, even suspected me of having personal contact with you then he would sack me. I can't lose my job Brit, I just cant."

"I don't understand. Jessie wouldn't do that."

"I'm sorry Brit, I wish this wasn't true but it is. It's in black and white in my contract and Jessie flipped his shit at me when he saw you hugging me after we bought Morri back."

Brittany let go of Santana's hand, got up of the sofa and started pacing in front of her.

Santana could hear her muttering to herself but couldn't make out any of it. She just watched as she walked backwards and forwards. When she started getting dizzy from watching she got up and got ahold of one of Brittany's hands to stop her.

"Brit. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let it go that far last night. I should have followed my head instead of my heart. I'm sorry."

Brittany looked up into Santana's eyes. Santana wished she could read what was going on behind those brilliant blue eyes but she couldn't.

"Look, I'm gonna go ok. I think we both need time to think." She let go of Brittany's hand and headed towards the door. Just as she was about to open the door she felt Brittany grab her hand and spin her around. In an instant she was again pressed against the door with Brittany's lips crashed against her own. Despite the split second of shock she found herself kissing back with passion.

Brittany was the one to pull away first and pressed her forehead to Santana's. She shut her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Not for one millisecond to I regret what happened last night Santana. I have been attracted to you since the moment I saw you and last night was, god it was a dream come true. I don't give a pigs shit what it says in your contract or what Jessie says."

Santana pushed Brittany back slightly so she could see her face.

"I don't care Santana, I really don't. Besides, what Jessie doesn't know won't hurt him."

"But Brit, he's your manager, he's your friend. I don't want to make thing complicated."

"Complicated? What's Complicated? I like you, I think your hot and we have great sex. Tell me San, what's complicated about that?"

Santana shrugged

"Look, I'll be honest, Jessie is a good friend and he has helped me get where I am today so I owe him so so much. But I wont let him dictate who I see and who I can't see. I wont do that. And, to be honest, what you have just told me has knocked him down a bit on my favorite people list."

"You have a favorite people list?" Santana smirked.

"Yep, and guess who's top?" Brittany giggled back.

Santana couldn't help but smile.

"Listen San, I can't say it will be easy but I really want to be with you, even if for now it's behind closed doors. Jessie will never know. Believe it or not there is a lot he doesn't know about me."

"Like what?"

"Ha. Wouldn't you like to know." She pecked Santana on the lips and turned away. "I never thought I would be in a secret relationship. Well at least not one that the other person wanted to keep a secret." She turned back to Santana with a big grin on her face. "That is assuming that's what you want, to be in a relationship with me?"

Santana walked over to Brittany and wrapped her arms around her neck.

"Nothing would make me happier Brit, but how easy will it be to keep it a secret. I mean he is always lingering around, like some bad smell, only with more hair and half a tub of hair gel."

"He's not here right now is he, he wasn't there last night either. Don't you worry, it will be a lot easier than you think."

"What if he finds out though?"

"Then I'll deal. At the end of the day I'm his boss so what's the worst he could do?"

"Well lets not find out." Santana said as she leaned in to capture Brittany's lips with her own.