Chapter 4

Thank you to everyone who reviewed, add this story as a favorite and put an alert for when I update. It's been a year since I've been in the writing mood, but it's nice to know that I did not lose my touch some of you are probably wondering who or what? Santana is….that will be revealed in up and coming chapters.

Now on to the story…. Nope still don't own them que sad

Brittany left Santana and went in search of her friends, she was curious to know why they acted the way they did around Santana. Normally her friends were not like that, she made her way over to the table where they were sitting. Apparently they were too wrapped up in their conversation to notice that she was standing there.

"Hey guys, what are you talking about?" She questioned sitting down.

Tina smirked, "Oh about how you were practically sexing up the brunette on the dance floor. You had so many people looking at you, I was going to come and throw some water on you."

The blonde really didn't think she was that bad, it was a little harmless dancing and the person she was dancing with didn't seem to mind either. She thought about how it felt to be in her arms, the scent of her shampoo and the perfume she was wearing anything that had to do with the woman she was with.

"I didn't think it was that bad." She replied.

"You two looked like you needed to get a room or something." Mercedes chimed in. It surprised her to see her friend like that, usually when she danced with someone it was light or when she was teaching someone dance moves she kept it clean. With Santana it was a totally different story, they just looked so good out there together.

"What was up with the whole, we have to go issue when you met Santana? You two ran away like she had some disease and she was nothing but nice to you."

Mercedes and Tina exchanged a look that went unnoticed by Brittany, who was scanning the club looking for a certain brunette.

"We just didn't want to impose on your private time, it looked like you two were trying to get to know each other and we didn't want to intrude on that you know?" The raven haired girl answered.

Brittany took this at face value and looked at her watch, "It's late guys and I have a hip hop class coming in tomorrow at 9. I love my dance classes but, don't like working Saturdays."

Santana was looking out across the club when she was Brittany and her friends getting ready to leave the club, she felt kind of bad leaving the blonde like that, but work called and she couldn't ignore it. Puck saw the direction she was staring in, "San, she is just another woman. I have never seen you this way, you have your choice of all the women in the world and at the end of the night, and you don't go home alone. Suck it up Lopez cause this isn't you." She knew that Puck had a point, she had her fair share of women and could have any woman she wanted, but to be honest she was getting tired of the one night stands and the relationships that end in disaster because someone was using her for the connections she has. She just hoped that her friends don't blab who she is before she has a chance to finish getting to know her.

Brittany spotted Santana by the bar and gave her a smile, before turning and walking out the club with her two best friends. Tonight was definitely a good night for her, hopefully she would hear from the Latina sooner rather than later. She got into the car with her friends and leaned her head up against the glass; she was tired but couldn't stop thinking about the woman she met tonight. She reached into her pocket when she felt her phone vibrate; it was a text from Santana.

"I hope you had a good night. Be safe on your way home-S"

A huge smile played on Brittany's face; she didn't expect her to contact her so soon. She replied back "I had a great time tonight because of you…xoxo-B"

Santana was closing up the club when she heard the phone ring in her pocket; she touched the screen and saw that the blonde had returned a message. Oh yeah it was definitely a good night, she wondered if she should ask her out sometime for coffee or something, just to get to know her.

" get your head out your ass and let's go. I want to get home at a decent hour." Pucks voice came from across the club. She gave him a dirty look, "Fuck you Puckerman! It's not like you have a hot piece waiting for you." She retorted raising her eyebrow, she had to admit she had a way with words they don't call her queen of mean for nothing. Business tonight was very well, she did better tonight than she did opening night two years ago. Her father thought she was crazy for wanting to start her own night club, but after wearing him down she finally accomplished it. Her father wanted her to work for him she didn't want to oversee everything that went along with the whole Lopez Empire. The brunette wanted to make a name for herself in the world without being linked to her family. She walked over to where her childhood friend/ex-boyfriend was standing.

"Let's get out of here, I'm tired plus I have to have lunch tomorrow with my father at noon. The joy." She rolled her eyes and put her arm through his.

"Stop your bitching San, a lot of people would probably kill to have everything that you do. You are up there with Paris Hilton except you're not a slut, been arrested on several drug charges, sent to jail and had to do community service." He teased her.

She punched him in the arm, "You have a point there, I'm the most tamed out of then all, but then again I had parents that would kick off in my ass if I screwed up like that." Her parents although busy had played a big role in her life, and that she was thankful for.

"Tell me about the blonde that was all over you tonight? What's her name? I want the details." He questioned.

She smirked at him, "You are worse than a girl. If you must know, her name is Brittany and she is a professional dancer. She was here with her friends, they work for my father. I thought for sure that they were going to out me for sure. She put her number in my phone" She locked the back door as they exited the club.

He smirked, "So are you going to talk to her again or what? She seems like she is interested and damn she is hot."

Santana shot him a death glare, "Quit it! I am, she seems like a good person and I want to get to know her better you know? I don't want to just get into her pants, there is something about her." She let go of his arm and walked to her car.

"You got it bad already and you just met her. I think the playa is about to be tamed." He called across the parking lot.

"Good night Puck." She hollered back before getting in her car. She has rest her had against the steering wheel. Her friend was right; she never really had a meaningful relationship because everyone she dated seen it as a status thing for them. Sure she slept with them and wined and dined them it's her thing, but to her it got boring after a while. The Latina wasn't looking to get married just yet, but she wanted something more serious and one Ms. Brittany may be the serious. She started the car and drove to her apartment with nothing but the blonde on her mind.

Brittany let herself into her apartment after her friends dropped her off; she kicked off her shoes and went straight for the bedroom. Tonight was the first night in a long time that she went out, she has always been busy teaching classes and touring. That was the life she chose, she wouldn't change it for the world because she is doing what she loved. She took off her shirt and skirt tossing them into the dirty clothes basket and went to her drawer to pull out a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt. The blonde put them on and crawled into her bed immediately her thoughts turned to a certain brunette. She didn't understand how the woman captured her attention, but she did and was curious to know more. Santana was a mystery to her, and she can't wait to figure it out. She kept looking at her phone debating on if she should call her or not, she looked at the time and saw that it was 2 am, way past her bed time. She made a mental not to call her later on in the day to see if she would like to meet up. Brittany turned off the light and curled up in her blankets hoping she will dream of a certain brunette and kissing her again. Oh what a night indeed.

Santana entered her apartment dropping her keys on the table, she was exhausted. She is taking a personal day tomorrow, Finn can handle it. He is her right hand man, when she had to take trips he helped her to oversee the design and the whole building of the club, he really proved himself. Puck didn't like the idea and still doesn't he tries to assert himself whenever he gets a chance, but always get shut down. She walked into the kitchen opened the refrigerator and pulled out the orange juice and put it on the counter. She made her way over to the cabinet and pulled out a glass, taking it over to the counter and poured her some juice. Later she put the container back into the refrigerator, turned out the light and headed to her room. She was entirely too tired to take a shower, so it will have to wait til tomorrow morning. The brunette put her glass on her nightstand and grabbed her pajamas off her bed and put them on, she pulled back the covers and climbed in.

Her bed felt so good to her body as she had lay down on it, she let out a sigh of contentment. It had been a long day, but tonight had really paid off because she met Brittany, she looked at her phone debating if she should call her or not. She looked at the clock and saw it was a little after 2 she decided against it, the blonde was probably already sleep. She needed to go to sleep too, hoping that she would dream of a certain woman. "Oh what a night." She thought as sleep overcame her.

This chapter is short, I know but the other chapters should be a lot longer. Anyways, you know what to do Until next update