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Chapter 10 – When you recover or discover something that nourishes your soul and brings joy, care enough about yourself to make room for it in your life. - Jean Shinoda Bolen

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Santana was in her office, sipping slowly the coffee Brittany had brought her 5 minutes before. Eyes locked on the papers scattered all over the desk, she was doing her best to finish the work of the day as soon as possible since she had to take one hour permission to be punctual at the Coldplay's concert with Brittany.

Parker didn't look very thrilled when she told him, of course she didn't mention the reason why she wanted the hour permission even if she didn't care at all about what Parker thought.

She sighed before taking another sip from the cup, she rubbed her forehead trying to clarify her ideas, but as much as she tried to focus on the work, her thoughts were stuck on the same thing, or better saying, on the same person.

She couldn't wait to be at the concert with the girl who was stealing her heart time after time.

She caressed her own lips, still feeling Brittany's flavour from the night before. A natural smile appeared in the place where the blonde's girl lips had lingered the previous night.

Santana closed her eyes inspiring heavily, but when she opened them the pile of papers still was waiting on her desk.

"Shit…" – The Latina said slamming the cup absently , drops of coffee were spilled on the papers.

"You've got to be kidding me…" – She tried to clean the mess with the flap of her black shirt, but the result wasn't as good as she hoped.

After knocking, without even wait the permission to go inside, the blonde assistant opened the door.

"Hey…" – She greeted the Latina.

Santana raised her head with a blank expression on the face.

"San… Are you ok?" – Brittany asked carefully.

"I've just spilled the coffee on these damn sheets. They are important." – Santana was shaking her head in disappointment.

"Come on, it's not this big deal. Let me see." – Brittany reached Santana's desk and took the stained papers. She raised her eyebrows and bit her lips trying to hold back a giggle.

"What?" – The brunette woman asked in an annoying tone looking at Brittany's reaction.

Brittany was about to explode. – "Nothing…" – When she couldn't hold her amusement anymore a big laugh escaped from her mouth.

"Do you think this is funny Britt?"

"Sorry San… I actually think that this is hilarious… I mean, you are always so professional and very careful when it comes to your job… and now look at those 'coffee papers'…" – Brittany put the papers in front of Santana, she was about to laugh again.

"I got it." – She should have been annoyed or offended by Brittany's behaviour, but when the blonde girl laughed the world stopped from spinning.

"You know? You shouldn't laugh Brittany… Because this is your fault." – Santana took the papers from Brittany's hand.

Brittany looked puzzled. – "How is this my fault?"

Santana smirked. – "Well… it's because I can't take you out of my mind that I've been inattentive with the coffee." – She tried to sound mad, but she could never be mad at Brittany.

The blonde woman opened her mouth to retort but her cheeks suddenly reddened and she moved the gaze away from the Latina.

"Are you blushing?" – Santana said in her sensual tone.

"Are you trying to give me back because I laughed at you?" – Brittany replied looking straight into Santana's brown eyes.

"Maybe…"

"Anyway… I came here to tell you that I'm about to go home. I'll pick you up at 6…" – She changed the subject.

"Great… I'll wait for you red cheeks." – Santana winked.

"Now I can't see the end of it… just wonderful." – Brittany sighed making her way to the door.

"Me neither… See you later." – Santana watched Brittany disappear behind the door.

"Who cares about these papers when I have you." – The brunette whispered.

It took almost an hour for Santana to choose what to wear, as always she had asked for Quinn's advices, but the blonde woman was so curious to know the specifics about her relationship with Brittany that the conversion had turned useless for the choice of her outfit.

Eventually she decided to wear a pair of tight, ripped jeans, a shirt and a pair of converse to be comfortable.

If anyone of her office had ever seen her dressed like a crazy teenager that would have been pretty awkward, but the plan was to spend an amazing night with Brittany, listening to the music of one of the best bands around, nothing else really mattered.

At 6,00 o' clock the bell rang, Santana put her jacket on and opened the door.

They looked at each other without speaking, Brittany was wearing a pair of jeans and converse as well, it was kind of weird seeing her without one of her sexy suits.

The blonde's eyes travelled on her body shamelessly, she was definitely checking her out.

"Wow…" – She said eventually. – "Santana you look… great…" – Brittany smiled, finally raising her gaze to meet Santana's. – "I love your ripped jeans."

"Thanks… you don't look bad yourself." – She said shyly.

"I feel like I'm back in high school.. you know?" – The blonde woman said giggling.

"For tonight we can pretend to be." – Santana shrugged.

The Latina closed the door and took Brittany by the hand. – "It's all about tonight red cheeks."

Brittany opened her mouth and gave a slight shove to Santana. – "Stop calling me that... plus I'm pretty sure I saw you blushing as well when I complemented for your jeans."

"What…?"

"Uh uh Lopez…"

"No true…"

"Yeah…" – They chuckled all the way.

When they arrived at Ancient Rome there were people everywhere, there was a loud noise and the air was filled with excitement and adrenaline.

"Oh My God!" – Brittany managed to say. – "It's amazing San… isn't it?" – She took Santana's hand in hers and squeezed it strongly.

"It definitely is…" – The brunette squeezed Brittany's hand back. A big smile appeared on her lips.

Brittany turned to Santana. - "I won't never be able to thank you enough for this Santana."

She pulled Santana in for a hug, she embraced her tightly. Santana could only respond clasping her arms around Brittany's body. The blonde woman was breathing on Santana's neck, she was smelling her essence, when she pulled back she cupped Santana's cheeks and pressed her lips gently on Santana's.

Santana was took off guard but she didn't lose the grip on Brittany body, her full lips kissed the blonde back. The taller woman stroked Santana's cheeks with her thumbs, sucking softly the Latina's upper lip. When they broke the kiss Brittany pressed her forehead on Santana's, eyes still shut, a smile on her lips.

"You're amazing Santana." – She whispered.

Santana opened her eyes, watching the crowd around them, it was then that she realized as for the first time Brittany didn't care about who was around them and a smile was born on her lips, their foreheads were still pressed against each other.

"You are the amazing one." – She finally said.

After a heavy sigh, Brittany broke the contact. – "I guess we should go find our spots."

Santana nodded and with Brittany's hand in her she slipped among people to reach the entrance of the arena.

After an hour of waiting they reached their spots, the view was perfect, not too close but not too far either.

People was screaming, laughing and cheering with all their strength, the two women were amazed by the atmosphere.

Santana felt Brittany patting her shoulder, asking for her attention. When she move her gaze on the blonde girl beside her, the brunette Latina couldn't hold her amusement.

Brittany was wearing a headscarf with 'Coldplay' written in capital letters on.

"Do you like it?" – She asked pointing her head.

"Britt where did you get that?"

"Oh.. there was a weird guy who was selling all this stuff… I got one for you too." – Brittany handed to Santana a foulard equal to hers. – "Come on… put it on."

"I don't know Britt." – Santana said hesitantly.

"Santana… remember? It's all about tonight, so please… stop complaining and wear that." – Brittany stated firmly without giving to Santana the chance to reply.

"Hey blondie… calm down. I'll put on." – The brunette said chuckling.

In the meantime, Brittany pointed her camera toward them in the same way of the day before, during the city tour. – "You look great… now show your best smile San."

With an hand tightened around Santana's waist Brittany took the picture, when she checked it out, for the second time she noticed how perfect they were near each other.

"Beautiful." – The blonde commented before a voice announced that the concert was about to start.

"And so lying underneath those stormy skies
She'd say, oh, ohohohoh I know the sun must set to rise"
This could be
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh"

The song's lyrics echoed all over the arena, the crowd was singing loudly sending goosebumps through the girl's bodies. The girl's had their arms around each other and their free hands was up in the air, pointing to the sky.

When Paradise was over, Chris Martin thanked the crowd and introduces the next song, Us Against The World.

When they heard the name of the song they looked instantly at each other, blue and brown eyes met in one single sparkle, lips arched in sincere smiles, arms tightened the grip around their bodies. When the song started Brittany rested her head on Santana's shoulder, the brunette woman answered to the gesture leaning her head on top of Brittany's.

"And sing it

Slow – owow – owow – owow it down

Through the chaos as it swirls

It's just us against the world"

The concert ended after two hours, people started to look for a quick way out.

"I'm still so damn excited…" – Brittany yelled in the crowd.

"Britt I don't really want to interrupt your happy moment, but we need to get out of this place as soon as we can if we don't want to die here. These people don't look very polite…" – She grabbed Brittany's hand and she pulled her with her.

Between jostling and elbowing they managed to get out of the arena, they took a cab and fifteen minutes later the car stopped in front of Santana's residence.

"Do you want to come in?" – The brunette asked with hopeful eyes.

Brittany nodded and opened the car door holding it to let Santana get out too.

As soon as they set foot in the house Brittany pulled Santana in for a kiss, this time the kiss was passionate, she was hungry to feel Santana's flavour again against her lips.

The Latina run fingers through the blonde hair, pushing Brittany's head even more against her lips. She moved her kisses on the blonde's collarbone, sucking milk soft skin. Her mouth made her way to the girl ear, swallowing on the neck. In that moment Brittany let out a moan giving to Santana the cue to keep going on.

"Britt stay with me tonight.." - Santana said between the kisses – "But if you're not ready tell me now before I will not be able to stop myself…"

Brittany opened her eyes, obviously torn between her fears and her desire. Until then the night had been amazing and she wanted to spend the rest of it with that amazing brunette girl who was giving her more feelings then she expected, it was a while since everything has felt that right.

Without more thinking she gave in. – "Ok…" – She nodded.

Santana raised her gaze, I was dark but Brittany's sparkling eyes visible. – "Are you sure… If you're not ready I will wait until you will be… I respect you."

Brittany swallowed, before cupping Santana's face with her hands. – "I wanna be with you, I wanna stay with you tonight." – They smiled sweetly at each other, before lips met again to stay together all night long.

Slowly they reached the bedroom, without turning on the light Santana guided Brittany toward the bed where she lay standing before on her elbows, then sensing the pressure of Santana's body on hers she lay completely on her back. The brunette was kissing gently her lips, her neck, her chest. She searched for Brittany's hand and when she found it, she interlocked their fingers together.

Another moan escaped from Brittany's lips, her fingers were playing with the edge of Santana's shirt, she wanted to feel the caramel skin under her fingertips, slowly she slipped the hand under the shirt sending shivers through Santana's body.

The Latina started to unbuttoning Brittany's sweater, Brittany's breath became more labored as Santana's hands started to baring her body, when the sweater was fully opened the brunette placed soft kisses on her tummy, around her bellybutton caressing her pale skin gently.

Santana glanced Brittany's face, her eyes were shut, she could hear her breathing in the silence of the room.

When they were rid of their clothes their eyes met again. – "You're beautiful." – Santana said whispering.

Brittany's smiled. – "So are you."

Santana's hand slowly caressed Brittany's breast, then she travelled down reaching her stomach, her fingers dwelt on the blonde abs, their gazes were still locked. Brittany felt Santana's hand moving again against her body, falling down between her thighs.

Brittany gasped and blocked Santana's hand with hers.

"Wait.. San." – She whispered.

"Britt…" – Santana's eyes were looking for a clue.

"Want you be my… girlfriend? I want us to be exclusive."

Santana looked surprised for a moment, before a smiled crossed her face. She nodded before Brittany took her head between her hands and kissed her eagerly, giving to Santana's hand the cue to continue its journey.