Chapter 20
Waking up in a cold sweat is never fun, hell sometimes waking up isn't fun. Throwing the covers off me, I stand up and grimace tiredly as my pyjamas cling to my soaked body making me incredibly uncomfortable. It's like when it's a really hot night and you wake up the next morning all sweaty and horrible. I hate it. Zombie like, I stagger into the bathroom and lean over the faucet, cupping my hands under the running tap and splashing my face with cold water. It always does it. I blink a couple of times and go to look at myself in the mirror but there isn't one, you know why? Because I smashed it on my first day back. Stripping of my damp clothes, I get into the shower and shiver when the cold water splatters all over my body. It's not like I'm not used to it so I don't like jump away. It's surprisingly refreshing in the morning, it really wakes me up.
Shutting my eyes, I sigh under the hot stream of water that hits my face. One thing I don't miss about being back there is the showers, I actually get to bathe in hot water and not freezing cold. Bending down a little, I grab my cherry shower gel and squirt a generous amount into the palm of my hand before rubbing it all over my body, shivering a little at the coldness from the gel. I love this gel, it smells so good and I know Santana loves it too. Santana. I can't believe we kissed, I mean I don't know what came over me. I thought she was going to slap me or push me away but she kissed me! That's got to say something right? Thinking of her soft plump lips sends heat through my body and down to the junction between my legs. I slide my hand down my abs towards my dick that responds to my touch. It's been awhile since I've you know, jerked off, I feel like it's weird doing it in my own home. Stupid right? Normally I'm surrounded by 3 or 4 other guys in a tent and I don't have no qualms about busting one off into a Gatorade bottle whilst they're sleeping from exhaustion, but here where my pop is like a door away from me, Nah.
Then again I'm in the shower with the door closed and my pop's fast asleep. Grasping my shaft, I buck my hips forward a little and slowly shut my eyes making small strokes to begin with. Having my eyes closed a memory of the one and only Santana Lopez crosses my mind. I shake my head, trying to rid the image of her squeezable ass and those gorgeous gorgeous breasts. Ugh shit. I groan as my pace increases, pumping vigorously whilst circling the head of my cock coated in pre cum.
"Mmm Fuck" I moan out, my hand closing into a fist to get more friction as I thrust my hips forward at an unbelievable speed. This is wrong, I shouldn't be jerking off to Santana. Shaking my head, I slower my strokes and try to think about something else. Nothing can compare to Santana though. Ooh wait, Megan fox! Slapping a hand against the glass door, I duck my head to watch my ministrations and picture a very naked Megan Fox spread out on my bed with her legs parted and her pussy dripping. Biting my lip, I rapidly pump my cock dying for release. Suddenly Megan's face morphs into Santana's and I groan when my cock jumps and I feel the familiar tight coil in my stomach.
"O-oh F-fu" I choke out the picture vivid in my imagination before it's replaced with a white burning sensation that has me moaning into the stream of water. The pulse in my cock thuds and all it takes is a couple more strokes from my hand before I'm coming undone and squirting thick ropes of milky white cum all over the shower tiles. My mouth drops and my back arches as I slow my strokes and empty myself, not giving a care in the world that there is cum everywhere. Falling back into the door, I squeeze my eyes shut and let out a choked breath as I let go of my sticky dick. Holy shit that was one of the best orgasms I've had in a while. Inhaling sharply, I look around and see my cum slowly dripping down the tiles. I grab the shower nozzle and wash it all off before deciding to get washed all over again.
About 30 minutes later I'm all showered, dressed and feeling very content. Picking up Charlie's bowl, I pour some dog biscuits and mix it with some food before placing it back down, grinning when she bounces along and licks my hand. Leaning on the counter, I withdraw my phone and check to see that the time is 8:30. It's too early to go to Santana's yet, the less time I spend with her Ma the better, and I've got nothing else to do. I wonder what time Olivia's shift starts?
8:31- To Olivia: morning sweet thing! Are you working today?
Yawning, I stretch out and frown a little at the slight soreness in my shoulder. I really need to get back to the gym and work on that. If these two months fly by like they did this month that I've been here well… Hearing my phone vibrate I pick it up and text back a reply.
8:33- From Olivia: Hey baby blue :] yeah I'm working right now, what's up?
8:34- To Olivia: Not much, just wanted to stop by and grab some coffee.
8:35- From Olivia: I'm honoured that I have to be here to make you coffee ;)
8:36- To Olivia: haha, your coffee is pretty good. I also wanted to talk to you about something that is if you could spare 10 minutes of course ;)
8:37- From Olivia: For you? Anything ;) see you soon babe.
Smiling to myself, I wonder how I found such a good friend like Olivia. It's crazy I mean all through high school I had Santana up until our senior year and then I hung around with the skanks who I couldn't say were my friends, just a quick fix, but Olivia... She's a real best friend, like Joe. What happens when I go back to Afghanistan? Will Olivia change? I feel obliged to tell her, after all she is my best friend. I've decided that when I go to see her I'm going to get everything off my chest, not like everything though because I don't think she needs to know about me jerking off whilst picturing Santana sprawled out on my bed. Yeah no.
I don't really remember Lima having a Starbucks, we had a really shitty costa a couple of years ago. I guess they upgraded cause the coffee and hot chocolate here doesn't make me want to go and wash my mouth out with toilet bowl water. Walking into the shop, I don't see Olivia at the counter this time instead I hear my name being called from behind me. I turn around and see Olivia wearing 0her uniform sipping on a coffee, waving a small wave at me. I grin and head towards the table, pulling out the chair with a grin and plonking my ass on the seat.
"Hey Gorgeous" I compliment playfully and grin when she feigns being flattered by putting her hand on her chest and battering her eyelashes that really bring out her green eyes.
"Baby Blue eyes" She winks and I grin, raising an eyebrow when she places a cup in front of me with some sort of hot liquid in there. "Your drink, I ordered you white hot chocolate since you ordered that last time" She smiles brightly and I coo at her which makes her laugh. I bring the drink to my lips and take a big sip, humming at the chocolate-y taste.
"So how's work?" I ask, engaging in some conversation before I tell her the big news. Olivia nods a little with a nonchalant shrug.
"Fine, now let's get to the real stuff" she grins and I raise my right eyebrow at her.
"What real stuff?" I ask with a chuckle and she looks at me with a knowing look.
"I know you didn't come here to talk to me about Starbucks" she laughs and I clear my throat a little "So what's up?" She asks, tilting her head a little and looking at me with interested eyes. I look down to my hands that are wrapped around my cup and let out a breath before looking back up at Olivia who's waiting patiently.
"I got a letter… I'm being deployed back to Afghanistan" I mumble and watch as many emotions cross her perfect features, a few of them being shock, sadness and fear. I look at her and wait for her to say something, god this is horrible. Her eyes meet mine and I see sadness swirling in those green eyes.
"Wow, I wasn't expecting that" She breathes out and I nod a little, completely understanding her shock. I didn't see it coming either. "When do you have to leave?" She asks and I itch my eyebrow slightly before smoothing it out.
"Two months" I say and suddenly I realise that I haven't even told her why I'm back here or anything about my army life. Shit, does that make me a bad best friend? "I was originally meant to have four months for recovery but they're shortening it." I explain and her eyes slightly widen.
"Recovery?" she whispers and I nod gently, I know that she's dying to ask what happened.
"I got shot in the shoulder" I say and give her a small smile when she gasps and puts her hand over her mouth.
"Oh my god! Are you okay? Why didn't you tell me? shit britt!" She rants and I lean over the table and grab her hand which makes her stop and stare at me.
"I'm fine, I take pain meds to dilute the pain so really it's not that bad" I shrug and she shakes her head a little, clearly shocked at the news she's just delivered.
"I can't believe you're going" She whispers sadly and I sigh but give her a bright smile trying to make everything okay.
"I've got ages" I dismiss "We've got two months to have coffee bean fights, go out and party and for me to cook you pancakes" I grin and mentally praise myself when she laughs and I see a smile on her beautiful face.
"True that" She grins and I laugh, thank god she's not sad anymore. I take a sip of my drink and inhale slightly.
"There's something else I want to talk to you about" I begin but get cut off by a wide eyed Olivia.
"You didn't get some girl pregnant did you!?" She gasps and I laugh whilst shaking my head. The fuck?
"No!" I laugh and soon she joins in, her face relaxing. I clear my throat a little and try to hide the smile on my face. "Me and Santana… we kissed" I tell and her eyes widen with smirk plastered on her face.
"No way!" she gasps like I've just told her the juiciest gossip. I nod with raised eyebrows and groan a little.
"Yeah we did, twice." I breathe out and grin at Olivia who's biting her lip whilst giving me a look that says 'I knew this would happen'.
"I'm sensing that there's some sort of problem…" She queries and I nod whilst rubbing my face.
"Yeah more than one, she's got a fucking boyfriend!" I exclaim through a breathless laugh and Olivia nods whilst humming. "Oh and she's not out the closet" I add to which Olivia hisses a little "Yeah and I leave in two months!" I groan thinking about all those points and more like her Ma hates me, she's my ex, I beat up her boyfriend…
"Damn Britt, you got yourself in a right pickle" she justifies and I raise an eyebrow at the saying but say nothing about it. She is right, even though I'm not in a pickle. "Good thing you came to auntie Liv for advice" She grins and sits up a little, straightening her posture. I frown slightly whislt raising my eyebrow.
"I didn't" I laugh but she waves me off, clearing her throat.
"Shut up, you're lucky I'm not charging you" She grins and I chuckle, nodding like I care. I shrug, I guess I could always listen to someone else. Like she said, she's giving me free advice but I'm just wondering if I'll actually use it.
"Okay auntie Liv" I wink with a grin "I need your advice on what I should do".
Olivia nods softly with a smile and purses her lips as she looks around the room a little like she's thinking before returning her gaze back to me.
"Do you love Santana?" She blurts out pretty bluntly and my eyes widen. Jesus Christ!
"Fuck Sake, aren't we meant to have like 4 more sessions before we come to that question?" I exclaim with wide eyes and Olivia just laughs like she was messing with me. I let out a breath and relax a little, trying not to think about that question because I'm scared if the answer.
"I'm just joking Britt. Did you like the kiss?" She asks in a soft voice and I nod slightly. Hell yes I liked the kiss, her plump lips are just magical ad they can do wonders, seriously.
"Uh, yeah. It was soft and gentle, like they used to be when we were dating" I smile and she smiles back at me.
"Was there any tongue?" She smirks at me and I playfully roll my eyes at her.
"No there was no tongue, or touching" I add just before she can ask me. She smirks and takes a sip of her coffee before interrogating me further. I didn't even sign up for this, the fuck.
"Did you regret the kiss after? Did she regret it?" She asks and I instantly shake my head, I know that I didn't regret it. How could I?
"No I would do it again. And from the smile on Santana's face after we pulled away sort of tells me that she would to" I justify with a smile. Olivia looks at me and studies me for a second, with a knowing smile.
"You want to know what I think Britt." She remarks with her head tilted slightly and a smile playing at her lips. I brace myself and nod hesitantly. "I'd go for it. I would go after her and wouldn't stop for anything. I can tell you like Santana I mean remember when we first met. We danced and kissed to make her jealous" She laughs and I can't help but laugh at the memory. "Seriously though, go and get Santana" She chimes softly and I look at her with a grin, this is why she is my best friend.
"What about Puck?" I scoff to which she raises and eyebrow with a smirk.
"You can take him, you have before!" She laughs and I shrug nonchalantly with a nod. Anybody could wipe his fat ass out.
"Well, I see why they call you the best" I wink at her and she swoons whilst grinning.
"I think this Session has been very productive Miss Pierce" She grins professionally and I nod agreeing. She stands up and I copy her actions but smirk when she sticks out her hand. "Till next time, I'm free at 5'oclock" She grins and I shake her hand with a bright smile, trying to hold in my laughter.
"Great!"
We both start laughing and I walk around the table to pull Olivia in for a hug. I wrap my arms around her waist and she wraps her arms around my neck, slightly standing on her tip toes. I grin as I squeeze her gently whispering in her ear.
"Thank you"
"Anything for you Britt"
After the hug I go and order the Lopez's, yes even Bitch Face, a coffee and made sure to give Olivia a very generous tip. Before she can protest I run out of Starbucks and hop into my car, carefully as I don't want to spill hot coffee on me, laughing at Olivia who's frowning with a laugh whilst holding a 100 dollar bill in her hand. She deserves it, she's my best friend so I guess she can buy herself something nice. Driving over to the Lopez residence I wonder if Maria will say anything to me today. Maybe I should just keep my head down and focus on the garden, it's coming along nicely surprisingly. Too bad that Bitch Face gets to have it.
Stepping out of my car, I take a deep breath and wrap my knuckles on the door, hoping to see Santana's gorgeous face. God must like me today because it is Santana who opens the door, her eyes lightening up when she sees me. I grin as I watch her eyes run down my attire before plastering a big smile on her face and opening the door wider.
"Morning Brittany" She mumbles cutely and I melt inside at the sound of her voice.
"Morning to you too" I grin and send her a cheeky wink to which she blushes at. I praise myself internally and clear my throat a little. "So can I come in or are you going to let this coffee turn cold?" I joke playfully with her and she snaps out of whatever she was thinking because she smiles and moves out the way to let me in. I step in the humble house and turn to look at Santana with a smile playing at my lips. She turns around from shutting the door and looks at the tray of coffee in my hand.
"You didn't have to buy coffee" She sighs but can't help the smile on her face. I shrug and pass her the usual what she always has, black coffee with one sugar. When she grabs it her fingers graze mine but she doesn't re-tract her hand, she just gently strokes my fingers for a couple seconds longer before taking her coffee. "Thank you" She smiles and I send her one back.
"You're welcome" I breathe out and slowly run my eyes down her apparel. She's wearing some jean shorts, a white loose top and some black ankle socks. Nothing special but she makes anything look sexy. Her hair is down and wavy, just the way that I love because it frames her beautiful face. She looks sort of the same as me really, clothes wise cause I could never pull of her look. I'm wearing some jean shorts, some dark purple vans and a grey top that fits me nicely. My eyes flicker back up to hers and I can't help but stare in them. Why are they so brown? Like melted chocolate. All I can hear is Olivia in the back of my mind saying "Go get your girl!" Oh god, I want to, I really want to.
"Brittany" comes from behind me and I physically jump for a second. Jesus fucking Christ. I turn around to see Martin with a big smile on his face. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you" he chuckles apologetically and I wave him off. He looks down to the coffee in my hand and I pass him one. He looks at it with a smile then back up to me. "You didn't have to get me coffee" he smiles and acts like it's a big deal.
"I stopped by Starbucks before I came here so I thought I'd bring you one" I grin and he looks at me like I just brought him a Maserati or something. "I um also brought one for Maria..." I swallow and don't miss the look of surprise on Martin's face.
"That's nice of you" he says and I hear Santana mumble from behind me.
"I wouldn't off"
I turn around and send her a small smirk with a raised eyebrow. She shrugs at me and I chuckle at how she's acting.
"She's not here right now, she had to go into the hospital. But I'll make sure to tell her" Martin tells me with a friendly wink before talking to me about the garden. I start to walk with him and see Santana walk up the stairs but not before catching my gaze and sending me a smile, a different smile. It's like a teasing smile. Oh shit, god she's so sexy. Feeling confident I send her another wink and flash her an award winning smile before walking into the garden with Martin.
To be honest I'm quite proud of myself and Martin's hard work. We've nearly renovated a garden in a month, it's looking really good. The grey decking is finished and looks lovely with the bay L-shaped seat. On that platform there is a glass coffee table so they can sit and drink their coffees. Martin has begun planting seeds and I've made boxes to go over them. There's large square tiles as like a pathway and basically all that needs doing is the grass being mowed and the hot tub installed. Not to forget Martin's shed. We've already built the stable base of it all that needs doing is the roof and the windows but that shouldn't take too long. I put my hands on my hips as I survey the modern looking garden and nod my head in approval.
"It looks really good" I breathe out and I hear Martin agree with me.
"Better than good, it looks amazing. We've worked out asses off!" he laughs as he grins at me and I chuckle, nodding my head in agreement.
"Right so, I'll mow the grass and then that's done" I inform and look around for the lawnmower. Martin understands what I'm looking before because he taps his chin in thought.
"The lawnmower is down in the basement. I'll go get it-"he begins to say but I wave him off telling him that I'll do it. Walking through the glass patio door, I head right and down the hallway until I see a wooden door with a fancy carving on it. Opening it, I look down the stairs that lead to a pitch black room. This is where I get dragged down the stairs and eaten alive, I know it. Shaking my head at how ridiculous I sound, I head down the stairs into the darkness and feel along the walls for a light switch. Guess what? I don't fucking find one. Reaching for my phone, I press the button that projects the flashlight and scan the basement. Constructed from quarry rock, its walls are thicker than a medieval castle and all I can smell is dust and staleness. Most people use Basements and attics to store junk and stuff like that, I can't say that this isn't any different. All around there's old boxes off junk and some large paintings are resting against the walls but you couldn't tell that they are paintings from the amount of dust coating them. I spot the lawnmower next to a box and I walk over to it, making sure I shine my light so I don't trip or stand on something horrible. Squinting my eyes a little, I grab the lawnmower handle and grimace as my hand goes through a spider web. I'm not scared of spiders or bugs, they're more afraid of me actually. Yanking on the wedged lawnmower shakes the shelf above and a box tips off. I move out of the way as it falls on the floor creating a cloud of dust and some mess. I cough and wave my hand in the air to get rid of the dust. I bend down and shine my light over contents that have fallen out of the box and a small smile graces my lips. They're all Santana's cheer trophies, the ones that she put herself through hell for and they're stored down here. I place them in the box and blow on a dusty picture frame. It's a picture of Santana in her cheerleading uniform. It's a school picture, the ones that you have to do. She's got her hands on her waist and she's sporting a big smile. Gosh, she looks so young there and so beautiful. Funnily enough, she hasn't changed.
"So beautiful" I whisper to myself as I pick up all the contents and put them back in the box quickly and place it back on the shelf. Coughing as I dust myself off, I grab the lawnmower and lug it up the flight of stairs. I would say that my body strength is very impressive so this isn't a problem. Carrying it out into the garden, I see Martin is already building a roof for his shed. He said that it's going to be like his man cave, a place where no ladies are allowed. I laughed at that. He must hear me come through the doors because he looks at me and flashes me the Lopez smile.
"Great you found it! There should be a plug on the side" he says pointing to the little red button to turn it on. After a couple of try's I finally get it working and I start mowing the grass. Many people would moan about doing this on their days off or whatever but I find it quite relaxing. I get to help out and it saves me from sitting on my ass all day. Not to forget I get to see a very pretty lady. The sun beats down on me and I start to sweat a little. After about 10 more minutes I grab the hem of my t-shirt and lift it up and over my head, instantly feeling better as my skin is exposed and not now clinging to that grey top. Martin looks over at me as I chuck my top on the bench.
"Is it okay?" I ask, wondering if he minds me taking of my top. I'd gladly put it back on if he tells me too, I just don't want to melt and have to take another shower. We already know how that went down. He laughs and waves me off.
"Of course, you're working hard! Strip naked if you want even though I wouldn't advise it" He jokes and laughs. I shake my head whilst laughing and get back to mowing the grass. I have some suspicion that Martin doesn't mow grass a lot. As I push it forward and walk with it, I feel my muscles flex in my arms and back in a nice sort of way. Double bonus, I'm getting a work out from this. I walk it around, cutting the grass to a nice shaven length.
"Papi I've got to go-"I hear Santana say as she walks hurriedly into the kitchen but she suddenly stops. I look over at her and I have no control over my jaw that decides to drop at the sight of her. She's clearly dressed to go to work or something because she's wearing this dark read silky shirt with a rounded collar which is tucked into her dark long pencil skirt that stops at her knees suited with some suede black stilettos. Holy fuck, oh my shit! She's looks so fucking hot in her business attire. What I don't notice is that she's starting at me or most importantly my body that is shimmering under the sunlight. I hold the lawnmower in place and look at Santana who is staring at me. I'm aware where her eyes are roaming and I purposely flex my abs and my arms. Not going to lie, this is quite entertaining that she can't even take her eyes off me. Oh my god, is that what I'm like whenever I see her?
"Mija?" Martin calls from behind me, focused on the roof he's building. I turn to look at him and he's not looking at Santana so he doesn't see us ogling each other. Thank god. I turn back around and I'm met with dark brown eyes staring back at me. My mouth goes dry, like really fucking dry and I grip the handle of the lawnmower.
"I-um… Uh…" She mumbles incoherently as her eyes drift back to my taught stomach. "Work called, I've got to go in for a meeting" She manages to say whilst licking her lips, my eyes following the motion. I don't think I'm sweating from the heat no more.
"Okay well text me what you want for dinner" Martin tells her as he hisses in concentration. I lick my lips and run my eyes down Santana again, whimpering quietly at how hot she looks as a professional business woman. How hot she would look sprawled on my bed as I rip the skirt and blouse off her. Shit, my shorts feel a little tighter. Screw that, a lot fucking tighter.
"W-will do p-papi" She husks out and I don't realise I'm doing it but I send her a look that can only be described as 'I want you'. She doesn't move, she just stares at me and I keep her gaze, really trying not to glance at her chest. I smirk at her and send her a wink for the 3rd time today before returning my attention back to the lawnmower that is no way near sexy as Santana.
"Bye Santana" I call out, lust present in my voice.
"Ugh" I hear her quietly sigh, oh fuck me! I look at her as I push the lawnmower forward and lick my lips, coating them in my saliva. "Bye B-Brittany" She purrs and returns the wink, but making it sexier by like x6 before strutting out of her kitchen. Shit, fuck, fuck, fuck! I want her, I want her so fucking bad. Shaking my head I get back to my job and try to erase the image of Santana from my mind, eh you know what, what's the harm? As I mow the lawn I think about Santana the whole time in many different scenarios, scenarios that I would rather not discuss.
After the whole grass is neatly shortened Martin says I deserve a well needed break and supplies with me with a nice cold beer. This time we don't sit in the hot kitchen, we sit on the large cushioned bay seat and rest a little. My eyes roam over the garden and I seriously can't believe that we've done this. It looks like something off one of those modern garden catalogues, hopefully it's up to Maria standards. Who am I kidding? I couldn't give a shit.
I raise my beer up to my lips and moan silently as the cold liquid slides down my throat. It's so cold and so refreshing. I hear a little beeping and I look over to see Martin grab his phone from the coffee table. I lay my head back and shut my eyes, marvelling in the sun. I hear Martin groan a little and huff which makes me look at him.
"What's up?" I ask, taking a gulp of my beer.
"Oh, Santana forgot some important papers. She said I need to bring them over" he groans and I lick my lips.
"I'll do it" I blurt out and Martin looks at me with a small smile.
"Are you sure? I mean you've done enough today" he rants and I raise an eyebrow to which he slowly shuts up.
"I'm finished anyway, you carry on with your shed" I smile through a chuckle and he puts his fist out to me. I look at him and bump his fist with my own, laughing when he blows it up.
"You are the best!" He exclaims and I nod, laughing before gulping down my beer. I stand up and reach for my top, I can't turn up to Santana's work place shirtless. Hmm I wonder what she would do. Not that I would anyway. Sliding the top over my torso I look at Martin who's reading the text. "The papers are in a white envelope on her desk in her room. Do you know where she works?" He asks and I shake my head. There's like two law firms around Lima so it's got to be one of them. "Smith and Jones Law firm" He informs me and I nod, that's not that far away from here.
Saying my goodbyes to Martin, I hesitantly walk upstairs and towards Santana's door. It's been awhile since I've been in here. Opening the door, I scan her room and let a smile grace my face. It's exactly the same, she's still got those black curtains, the purple rug that contrasts well with the creamy carpet floor and her king sized bed with them silky sheets. That was where the magic was made, if you know what I mean. I walk over to the glass desk that has a pile of papers and pens scattered over but in the middle is an apple mac computer. Well fancy. Looking through the stack of papers I find the envelope and gently take it out from the pile, praying that they don't fall. Doing a victory chuckle, I take the envelope that is considerably large and leave their house, getting in my car and driving over to the law firm.
I hope I look okay cause no doubt there's going to be people who have no flaws physically strutting around like they own that place, not to forget that they will all be impeccably dressed and you know I'm here in some shorts and a top. Pulling up outside the firm and parking next to a Bentley, I flip down my screen visor and look at myself in the tiny mirror. I don't look half that bad, and thank god my hair doesn't look greasy or something. Running a hand through my locks, I give them a little ruffle and hum in approval. I slowly raise my arm and sniff my armpits, now they don't smell too bad but… Leaning over to the passenger seat, I open the glove compartment and pull out some deodorant. I literally spray everywhere on my body before getting out and heading up the stone steps. I push open the glass door and scan the lobby. Wow. This place is fancy as fuck with its leather chairs, and marble flooring. I walk up to the reception and wait for her to look up at me. She finishes typing and meets my gaze with a smile.
"Hi there how may I help you?" She asks professionally and sounds rehearsed like she has said this more than 1000 times. I clear my throat a little and look down at the envelope in my arms, wondering if I should give them to Santana myself. I do kinda want to see Santana in her element.
"I'm here to see Santana Lopez, I have some papers for her" I inform the receptionist who nods at me before typing on her computer.
"She's not in any meetings so go through. She's on floor 3" She sends me a polite smile which I return and thank her before heading for the elevator. Pressing the button for floor 3, I hum to the tune that's playing. I haven't got a clue what's playing, some fancy classic music but I like it. When I hear the elevator ding and the doors slide open I realise that I'm only on the second floor. In walks a woman, a very beautiful woman wearing a navy blue suit and she presses the button to floor 3. I clear my throat a little and hold the envelope as I look straight ahead. I feel her gaze on me but I don't turn to look at her. The doors open again and I look at the women, extending my arm out gesturing for her to go first. She smiles politely at me at my gesture and I walk after her. I look around and realise that I have no idea where I'm going. I touch the woman's arm which makes her turn around and look at me.
"Sorry to bother you, I don't suppose you know where Santana Lopez is?" I ask with a small smile as I look at the woman in front of me. Her brow furrows for a second before she smiles and nods.
"Yeah follow me" She says and leads the way. I walk behind her and scan the area as we walk through a very large and professional corridor. There's so many rooms and glass rooms that look like conference rooms. She leads me down to the corridor where there is a door with the plaque 'Lopez' on it. I send her a grateful smile and watch her walk the opposite way before taking a deep breath. I knock on the door and bounce on my tip toes for a second, it's a habit I do when I'm nervous. I hear some heels clicking and they get closer before the door opens revealing a very pretty woman. I look at her and she's got light brown hair which is in a bun and she's wearing a grey business dress. I'm oblivious to the look she gives me as her eyes run down my body and arms.
"Um, hi, I'm here for Santana" I announce with a small smile. She raises her perfectly shaped eyebrows and looks off to the side before opening the door and letting me in. I walk into the extremely large office and spot Santana sitting behind her desk talking to a bunch of people.
"Santana, she's here for you" The woman smiles at Santana who stops talking and looks up and over at me. When she spots me she seems a little surprised but she smiles never the less. All of her colleagues turn around and look at me from their leather chairs. Santana stands up and the woman who was in front of me goes back to her seat.
"Give me a minute" I hear Santana assert and she walks over from her massive desk over to me. I lick my lips as my eyes have a mind on their own and they slowly rake up and down her body like they did earlier. When I meet her face there's a small smirk playing at her lips.
"Hi" I grin and she smiles back at me.
"What are you doing here?" She asks softly and I raise my eyebrows, merely forgetting why I'm here but then remembering the envelope in my hand. I pass her the envelope and lick my bottom lip.
"To bring you this" I smile and she takes it with a breath.
"Thank you! I've got a meeting in 20 minutes and it's all on this" She informs patting the envelope. I smile at her and look around her office. It's painted grey and has a very large window that shows the main road. There's a massive brown glossy desk with a large leather swivel chair behind it, a mac book pro and piles of papers sat neatly on it. There's a leather sofa in the corner next to a book shelf. Let's not forget the people sitting in the chairs, some staring at me with funny looks.
"I can't believe you work here" I gasp and hear her chuckle.
"It's nothing that special" She shrugs and I scoff, not believing her. When you work in a place as fancy as this it's got to be special. I hear some hushed giggling and I look over to see a couple of ladies staring at me with lustful looks and sending me small smirks. I clear my throat a little and look back at Santana who is glaring at her colleagues.
"If the wind changes your face will stay like that" I joke and she averts her gaze back to me, raising an amused eyebrow and softening the glare she just had. She laughs a little and I smile, loving the sound. "There's that smile" I grin and point a little to the smile playing at her gorgeous pouty lips. She shakes her head the smile never faltering and she looks up and into my eyes. I look into her eyes and feel like I'm melting.
"Santana?" a man with brown combed hair calls from her desk and we both break the stare to look over at him. I scan her colleagues and can't help but let out a breath, wow. I was right, they're all so perfect. I look over to the ladies who are still running their eyes up and down my body with their bottom lip pulled between their teeth. I'm not going to lie and say that they aren't all beautiful but I've got my eyes set on someone else.
"Hey Britt, I've got to get back but will you be at the house when I get back?" She says apologetically and I ponder on the question.
"I'm not sure, I'm going to ring Martin after this but before you go could you tell me where the toilets are" I plead and before Santana can say anything a woman with long wavy blonde and an award winning smiles stands up and steps in.
"I could show you since I'm headed there anyway" She says with a sultry smirk, staring at me the whole time. I hear Santana let out a small growl and I let out a tiny breath, holy shit that was hot! I look at Santana and see that she has one eyebrow raised as she stares at the blonde.
"What so you feel like you don't need to be a part of this conversation?" Santana spits professionally at her even though I can her the bite in her voice. The blonde raises her eyebrows and smiles.
"Of course not, it's pretty much over and I need to use the little girl's room." She drawls, a tight lip smile playing at her lips. Santana huffs and looks at the blonde with a sceptical look, obviously knowing what she's playing at before flickering her gaze to me.
"I'll see you back at your place?" I smile and she nods gently, repaying the gesture. I look at the very beautiful blonde and send her a quick and short smile. The blonde runs her eyes over my body before clearing her throat slightly and grinning at Santana.
"Hurry up and be back" Santana demands and I swallow, wow that was sexy and scary at the same time. I walk to the door and open it, holding the door open for the blonde because she has to lead the way duh. But from the look that she and Santana give myself tells me that it wasn't just a polite gesture. The blonde bombshell walks past me and gives me serious bedroom eyes to which i clear my throat uncomfortably at. I glance over at Santana and see that she's glaring at the blonde as she walks out and waits for me. I follow in pursuit and look at Santana before the door closes.
Walking next to the blonde, I keep my distance just in case she decides to reach out and grab my crotch or something. Trust me it's happened before.
"So I haven't seen you around Lima before" She chimes whilst her heels click against the granite floor.
"I'm from here, I just went away for a couple of years for work" I tell her and send her a small smile when she hums. She leads the way to restrooms and purposely sways her hips to which I try not to laugh at. She's trying to get my attention and I'm really not interested. I walk in after her and stop abruptly when she doesn't move forward to let me in further. She turns around smirks at me, her eyes roaming all over me. I swallow and look at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Um thank you for showing me to the toilet" I thank hoping that's what she wanted but I know it isn't. I walk to the side of her but she just takes a step forward making me take a step back.
"You're very welcome" She husks out sending me a predatory stare, before taking another step forward. "You could thank me in another way though" She grins and I frown slightly, god all I want to do is go for a piss.
"Um, what like a handshake?" I stutter and she laughs seductively, shaking her head. She takes a step forward and I move back until I'm pressed against one of the sinks. Chuckling, she looks at me and slowly trails her fingers up my arms.
"Nice tats, they're sexy" she purrs and I hiss slightly, really not liking how this is going.
"Look, um, you're a very beautiful woman" I begin to say and she hums, trailing her fingers up to my biceps. "But… um I literally just came for a toilet so if you could-" I get cut off by the toilet door opening and an angry Santana walking in. The blonde quickly retracts her hand like I'm going to burn her or something and puts a shit load of distance between us as she looks at Santana.
"Am I interrupting something here Ella?" She asks venomously and I watch as the blonde Ella swallows uncomfortably, oh just how I was not 5 minutes ago. She shuffle before sending Santana a tight lipped smile.
"No nothing at all" She says through a gritted smile before she sends me one last look and walks out of the toilets. I let out a breath and look at Santana with a smile.
"Are all your colleagues like that?" I ask with raised eyebrows and she scoffs with a nod of the head. Jesus Christ, horny bastards. I wonder if anyone hits on Santana because If they hit on Santana I'll fucking hit them. Pushing myself off the sink, I bounce on my toes a little really trying to hold in my pee, but being in a toilet isn't helping. Santana looks at me with an amused smirk before pushing open a toilet stall door.
"Do your business" She laughs and I smile gratefully at her as I run into the stall. Letting out a hiss, I quickly undoing the button on my shorts and pulling out my dick. I aim it at the toilet bowl and relax as the stream hits the water. Sighing, I let a lazy smile take over my lips as I empty my bladder. Shaking off, I put my dick back in my black Calvin Klein's and do myself up before flushing the chain. When I walk out of the cubicle, I see Santana checking herself in the mirror. Walking up to the sink next to her, I wash my hands and think back to the time where we saw each other in the restrooms at Fuck faces bar. I didn't want anything to do with her then but now, now that's changed.
I slowly let my eyes travel down Santana's attire, appreciating it more now that I'm closer to her than I was before in the garden. My god that skirt fits her perfectly, like it shows off the curve of her ass to perfection. I now realise that I'm staring at her ass. When I look into the mirror I see Santana staring at me with a smirk. Why do I always get caught?
"So I feel like I should thank you for coming to my rescue" I joke and playfully salute her to which she laughs and turns on her heel to face me. "I knew there was something weird with that woman" I say and Santana chuckles.
"She's always trying to get in everyone's pants" she grimaces and I scrunch my nose up a little.
"Well she didn't stand a chance" I state proudly making Santana raise her eyebrow.
"Oh yeah? Why's that? She's very pretty" She points out and I shake my head with a shrug. Feeling quite confident I repeat Olivia's words in my head and yeah, I'm going to get my girl. I take a small step forward and plaster a playful smile on my face.
"Because I've got my eyes set on someone else" I remark, my heart jumping in my chest when I see Santana bite her lip. Coming even closer to Santana, my eyes flicker from her gorgeous chocolate eyes down to those red pump lips and I lick my own. I think she knows what I'm about to do, and she doesn't look like she's going to stop me so that gives me the go ahead. Leaning in slowly, I don't take my eyes off Santana's lips until I'm like an inch away from them, then I look up to her eyes, very dark eyes.
"Someone way prettier" I whisper through a smile before connecting our lips. My hand slowly creeps up to her face when I decide to deepen the kiss and I'm really surprised at how much confidence I've got right now, it's surreal. Feeling her lips move against mine sends a jolt of arousal to my core and I know I need more. Just thinking back to seeing how sexy she looked earlier in the kitchen and right now in her work clothes persuades me to take the next step and poke my tongue out, sliding it over her bottom lip. I hear her sigh into my mouth and I tilt my head, pressing my lips firmer into hers marvelling at how good she feels against me. I really have the urge to just push her up against the wall and rip her clothes off, but we are in her workplace, and a restroom which is just unhygienic. Urging Santana to open her mouth, I bite gently on her bottom lip, slightly tugging it and sliding my tongue in her mouth when she gasps into the kiss. I can't help the tiny moan I emit when I feel her warm tongue play against mine. This is getting too hot, like to the point where I'm willing to fuck her in a toilet stall and not give a shit.
Inhaling sharply as wet tongue does wonders with mine, I groan slightly at the uncomfortable hardness that has formed in my shorts. Shit, now I'm going to have to walk out of a law firm with a hard on. Just as I'm about to slide my hand that is currently cupping her cheek into her hair she pulls away and slightly puts some distance between us. Literally, all you can hear is us panting and our heavy breathing. You'd think that we ran a bloody marathon. Looking up at Santana, a small smirk graces my face as I take in her swollen lips, slightly flushed cheeks and dark eyes. God she's so sexy. She meets my gaze and gives me a look as to say 'what was that?'
"I've wanted to do that since I saw you earlier" I husk out, not believing that how turned on I sound right now. Santana throws me a breathless smile and runs a hand through her hair before running her eyes up and down my body with a smirk.
"Back at you"
Oops!...I did it again, I played with your heart, got lost in the game. Oh baby, baby ;) So how was this mighty long chapter? Brittany having a little fun in the shower... Britt finally told Auntie Liv ;) about deployment and everything :( I know it's sad. On the bright side they can write cute little friendship letters to each other. So no Maria in this episode because she is pissing me off to the max! Brittany shirtless and Santana dressed all sexy business woman like, you're welcome ;) So someone gave me an idea of Brittany going into Santana's work place and yeah, this happened. They kissed… AGAIN! I tell you that's three kisses now, that's gotta mean something. These Next two chapters are going to take you by surprise, trust me, the ideas me and my lil friend (You Know who you are gorgeous) have come up with a really good twist sort of. Let's just say I'm excited to share it with you. Review guys Review, I was sad when I found out that I only had 8. I love reading your opinions and messaging you. Again, PM me whatever any suggestions, opinions hey even if you want to tell me how your day was. :] Till next time creampuffs which'll probably be soon because I am on fire with these updates yo!