You saw her yesterday, when you were standing outside the class flirting with Abby. She walked by and immediately caught your attention, gaining you an eye roll and a scoff from the girl in front of you as she walked off in a huff. Oh well, you've got plenty to choose from. She's checking her bag for something when a pen slips out from behind her ear, landing on the ground in front of her. She bends over to pick it up and you can't control the way your head tilts to admire the view. Damn. She stands back up and you watch with amusement as she mumbles to herself while searching through her bag. She's adorable. You go to introduce yourself, but just as you take a step, she heads into the classroom and you're left standing there dumbly. By the time you get in class, there are no free seats near her. You spend the majority of the class watching her and forming a plan. You're going to talk to her tomorrow, work a little Pierce charm and see what happens. You grin to yourself; this year is already starting off great.

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You see her at a party about a week after introducing yourself to her in class. She's gorgeous in a tight red strapless dress, leaning against a wall in the corner looking at her phone. You take the time to admire her curves and bite your lip at the cleavage on show. You walk up and lean on the wall beside her, she's so enthralled in whatever she's reading on her phone that she doesn't notice you until you start speaking. You lean towards her and barely press your lips to the shell of her ear.

"Hey you," you husk out. She turns around quickly and relaxes when she sees that it's you, giving you a small blushing smile.

"Hi, Britt," she grins, "I didn't know you were going to be here tonight."

"Couldn't miss a Puckerman party. I was hoping that you'd be here," you comment, catching her eyes.

She bites her lower lip and tries to hold back a smile, "I like your suspenders, they're cute." You try to ignore the shiver ripping through your body at the way she reaches forward and runs her finger between your suspenders and shirt, starting from where they are clipped on your jeans and stopping before she gets to your breasts.

"Thanks, they can be fun in all sorts of situations" you return with a smirk and a wink. "Can I get you a drink?"

"Umm, yeah sure. I'll come with you"

You start to wade through the overcrowded living room, looking back you see that she's getting caught behind. You slow your pace until she catches up and then reach back to grab her hand to make sure she doesn't fall behind again. You see her look down at your entwined hands with interest and then she squeezes on tighter, looking like she just made a decision. You finally make it to the kitchen and get her a beer out of the fridge. She doesn't drop your hand and neither do you. You're not planning on getting drunk tonight and judging by the small sips she's taking, she's not either.

—-

It's been about an hour and a half and the two of you have moved from inside the house to an old swing on the back porch away from the noise. You're surprised at the fact that you're having such a great time just talking (flirting). You find yourself interested, and not just in her body.

"So, you want to do pre-law? I can totally see it"

"Yeah? What exactly can you see?"

"I don't know, the whole thing. You've got the personality for it. Fiery."

"Fiery, huh? Is that code for hot?"

You lean in with a smirk, "There's no denying that is there?" you husk.

Her teeth are slowly raking over her bottom lip and you can't look away. You finally drag your eyes from her lips to her eyes and they are positively smoldering. Taking a deep breath, you move your hand from where it's resting on her thigh and slowly bring it up to cradle her jaw before closing your eyes and leaning in. Your lips connect and it's the most surreal feeling you've ever experienced. It takes your breath away in the best way. The kiss breaks softly and you lean back to see that you're both wearing the same expression. Awe and wide eyes. You lean back in and kiss her again, harder this time, a pleasant feeling in your stomach at the moan she lets out. You slip your hands around her waist and pull her towards you trying to get her in your lap. She straddles you and you move your hands to her ass, her short dress riding high on her bare thighs.

You pull back, panting into her mouth, "You wanna get out of here? I promise I'll make it worth your while" you say with a nip to her bottom lip.

"So sure of yourself"

"What can I say, I'm good at what I do."

"Oh really? We'll see about that. Let's go" she says before standing up and strutting off towards the front of the house. She looks back over her shoulder to see you watching her walk away, "You coming, Pierce?"

"I will be," you say under your breath, getting up to follow her out.

It's been about a month since the party and you're starting to worry about yourself to be honest. An entire month… and you haven't slept with anyone but her. It's not for lack of trying, I mean, this university is teeming with attractive people, but every time you start to eventhinkabout inviting someone over, you start thinking about her. Last week you were in the library pretending to study and you may have been flirting with your chem lab partner a little. Everything was going fine until you noticed Santana staring at you from across the library. The hurt look on her face before she turned and bolted nearly killed you, you actually felt badand you weren't even doing anything. You went after her immediately and explained that it meant nothing and that the girl at the table is just your lab partner. Needless to say, it's seriously ruining your game. The worst part is that you don't even mind all that much. It's fun and casual, and she's amazing in and out of the bedroom. You're just going to enjoy it for as long as it lasts. You'll worry about how attached you're becoming later.