Author's Note: Once again, I'm sorry that the chapters are so short! Thanks for reading!
Santana wasn't sure when the line between best friends and something more began to blur between her and Brittany. If she were to guess, it would be the first time she had slept over at Brittany's. They were watching a movie when she noticed that she had snuggled into Brittany as she slept. Sometime during the night they ended up tangled together and Santana suddenly had the urge to kiss Brittany awake. She managed to subdue her urge if only until the next sleepover. It was then that she mustered up the courage to kiss her. What surprised her though was that Brittany started to kiss her back.
Since then, the two had become inseparable. They weren't together but that didn't matter then. They would hook up occasionally but both of them kept their feelings out of it. It was all for the sweet lady kisses and the sex. Nothing more than best friends helping each other out. Or, at least it had been.
"I think we should do a duet together. We could sing "Come to My Window" by Melissa Etheridge."
What Brittany said earlier bothers her. She thought that they were clear that they only had sex and made out because guys weren't available. Well, Santana cleared it up for her.
"The only reason I'm here is because Puck is in juvie and I'm like a lizard. I need something warm under my stomach so I can digest my food."
As she's lying in bed that night, Santana's mind races.
Why does Britt want to sing that song with me? Does she have feelings for me? Do I have feelings for her? No, I can't have feelings for Brittany. It's just sex. That's all. No feelings involved.
"I love you. I want to be with you."
Santana woke with a start. She looked around and realized she was alone in her bedroom. "It was only a dream," she said. "Brittany doesn't love me. We're just friends."