An hour after Santana left Quinn she was parked up outside of Brittany's hotel. She parked in the same spot pretty much every single day but today she felt nervous. Today she felt like she shouldn't be there, like it was forbidden and she was some kind of stalker fan. In truth she shouldn't really be there, she shouldn't be helping Brittany today but that girl was almost impossible to say no to.

When she first interviewed for the job as Brittany's driver one of the first golden rules was to have no personal contact with the client. She was to drive Brittany where she needed to go, keep her safe and ensure she was on time. But that was it. She was warned Brittany was chatty and that it would be ok to return some small talk but that was it. No personal details were to be exchanged, Santana was not to give Brittany details on her life and she was not to ask personal questions in return. Her manager had made this very clear and that if she did not abide by this rule her job would be on the line.

In truth Santana didn't need to ask Brittany questions. The whole world knew pretty much all there was to know about her and Santana was no exception to that. However in the few months she had spent in a car with her she knew there was more to know. Brittany was no diva, no superstar, not deep down anyway. To Santana she seemed like just a normal girl who had a talent and was shoved into the limelight. There was more to her than the dancing, than the music, than the interviews. There was much more to her and it was tearing Santana up inside that she couldn't get to it.

She wanted to get to know the beautiful blonde who sat behind her every day. She wanted to know what thoughts went on behind those bright blue eyes she saw in the rearview mirror every morning. But was getting to know Brittany worth losing her job over? She needed this job, she loved it and she knew how hard it would be not to just find a job she loved but just a job in general. She was in turmoil. Get to know Brittany and lose her job or just go about her day trying to keep her inner feelings in check.

Sure at the beach yesterday Santana had felt like maybe Brittany enjoyed her company. She still could not believe she had picked her up and thrown her in the water but seeing the blonde beam as she rose to the surface made her heart flip. Feelings starting stirring up deep down in her belly and she knew that there was a good chance she was beginning to fall for the star. She wanted to swallow the feelings and try to ignore them but it was to hard. Did Brittany have those feelings to? She was sure she caught her having a sneaky glance at her whilst she was changing the previous evening. No Brittany was straight, she had been pictured with some of the most eligible bachelors on showbiz, she had to be straight, right?

"God Santana, pull yourself together girl." She said to no one other than herself as she waited for Brittany to surface. "Go help her get her puppy, bring her back and go home. Do no get involved any more than that. Do not fall for this girl."

As she finished giving herself a stern talking to she glanced out of her window and spotted Brittany coming out of the hotel. She was dressed in skinny jeans and a fitted tank top. She had not seen her dressed so casually before. Brittany gave her a big goofy grin when she saw Santana waiting for her.

"To late." She muttered as she got out of the car to let Brittany in.

"Do what kind of puppy are you thinking of getting?"

"A small cute one." Brittany had not thought through what kind of puppy she was after. She just wanted to spend some time with Santana. "I guess just see what they have. How did you pick your cat?" She asked back.

This is the personal information she was not supposed to be giving out. But seeing Brittany's questioning eyes looking at her in the mirror made her completely forget about the golden rule.

"When I went to pick a kitten she grabbed onto my leg and climbed up to my hip and just hung there. Hurt like hell but how could I resist that."

"Ahhh she sounds sweet. I'd love to meet her one day."

"Uhhh...ummmm…" Oh god Santana say something! "Yeah." Suave Sanatan, real suave. She thought.

Brittany noticed Santana stuttering over her comment. She couldn't help but wonder why she seemed nervous. Not just over her comment, it was just a thought she said out loud without meaning to. No Santana seemed jittery since she got in the car and Brittany could not work out why.

She had been so happy when Santana had agreed to join her today. She had never thought getting a dog could be so exciting. She certainly never planned on having a pet in her life. Sure she loved animals she just never had time for them. But using it as an excuse to spend some time with Santana had been a genius idea and she could not wait.

When they arrived at the pound they made their way to the reception and were soon being led to the puppy area by one of the kennel hands. They followed closely behind him, looking at all the dogs as they walked by the kennels. Brittany saw the sad look in Santana's eyes every time she looked into a kennel.

"Want to take them all home huh?" She asked.

"Yeah, I kinda do. I don't like thinking of all these unwanted dogs. It's to sad."

"Don't worry San, everyone of them has an owner just waiting for them. They just have to find each other is all."

Santana smiled at Brittany's comment. She couldn't help but think that was a lovely way to think if it. All these dogs would find a home eventually.

The kennel hand let them into the puppy wing. He asked lots of questions as they walked, he was talking to Brittany but kept staring at Santana. It was beginning to make her a little uncomfortable but she tried to ignore it so she could focus on helping Brittany.

"Oh My God! Look at that one San!" Brittany suddenly exclaimed.

Santana went to stand by her and looked into the kennel. She looked in and sat in its bed staring back at them was a small white bundle. One ear pricked up in the air, the other flopping over at the tip.

"What breed?" Brittany asked the kennel hand.

"She's a Westie." He replied.

"A Westie?"

"Sorry, a West Highland Terrier. Would you like to go in a meet her?"

"Oh yes please!" Brittany was suddenly very excited. The puppy was adorable and she just wanted to meet her.

He let Brittany and Santana into the kennel and the puppy was soon curled up in Brittany's lap.

"She is so cute, don't you think Santana?"

"Yeah I do. I think she likes you." Santana smiled as she saw the puppy dozing of in Brittany's lap.

"I think so to. Oh and Santana" she beckoned her closer. Santana edged nearer as Brittany whispered to her. "I think someone likes you to." She said gesturing with her eyes to the kennel hand.

Santana slowly turned to look at him. He quickly looked away when he saw her looking at him.

"You should ask for his number."

"Uh, no, I don't think so." Santana replied.

"Oh go on, he clearly likes you. He hasn't taken his eyes of you since he saw you."

"Yeah, well he can keep looking. It aint going to happen."

Brittany tilted her head as if to question why. "He is kinda cute tho don't you think?"

"Not my type to be honest."

"What cute isn't your type?" Brittany questioned.

"Men aren't my type." SHHHIIIITTTTTTTT! Oh god Santana shut the fuck up! That was too much info.

"Uh I mean….ummmm." She looked up at Brittany who just smiled back. "Shit. Sorry."

"What are you sorry for San?"

Honestly Santana did not know. What was she sorry for? Yes she was continually breaking the golden rule today and chances were she would keep breaking it for the rest of the day but for that she was not sorry. Was she sorry for outing herself? No. She was not ashamed of who she was and she was pretty damn sure Brittany wouldn't care one bit. So what was she sorry for?

"Uh, I don't know. Umm…"

Brittany moved her hand and gently placed it on Santana knee. A bolt of electricity shot through Santana's body the instant the hand reached her leg. It took all her will power to not flinch away. She again looked up at Brittany who returned her look with a gentle smile.

"I think I want this one." She said. Santana was grateful for the change of subject. She got to her feet and helped Brittany up.

"Lets go get her ready to take home."

Driving back to the hotel had been fun for all involved. Santana giggled most of the way whilst sneaking glances at the exchanges that were going on in the back seat. Along with the puppy, Brittany had bought most of the pet shop they visited after home with her. The puppy seemed to have taken an instant shine to her new owner. She spent the whole journey either curled up in Brittany's lap, dozing, or climbing up her trying to lick her face of chew her nose. It was instant love on Brittany's part. Her new little white bundle of fluff was utterly adorable she cuddly, but also slightly scary. Yes Santana had helped her pick out the puppy and all that she needed at the pet shop but what next? She was going to take her up to her room and be completely lost on what to do.

"Um Santana?"

"Yes Brittany."

"Do you have plans for the rest of the day?"

Remember the golden rule San, remember to threat of unemployment. "No. Why?" Way to remember Santana!

"Would you come up to my room with me and help me settle her in? I'm just not really sure where to start with all the puppy care."

"Yeah sure." Santana knew, she knew she should have said no. She knew she should have made up some plans but once again she was unable to say no to Brittany. She knew this was going to be hard. Could she really start up a secret friendship with the precious cargo? Hell she didn't even know if Brittany wanted to be friends. Maybe she was just being nice, being chatty, as her manager had said she would be. Maybe she just needed help and Santana was looking into this way too much.

Her brain was in overdrive when they pulled into the hotel parking lot. Now was the time to get out of going upstairs, suddenly remember some "plans" she apparently had. But before she could make up said plans she found herself in the elevator on her way up to Brittany's room, with arms full of puppy product.

Brittany held her new pet tightly in her arms. The little buddle wriggled slightly, desperate to get down and explore but Brittany kept a strong grip of her until she opened her front door. She let the puppy down and instantly she started running around the room sniffing at everything. She eventually found a fascinating spot in the corner by the window and promptly squatted down for a pee.

"Oh no. Bad puppy."

Santana didn't notice what was currently happening. She stood stock still in the doorway, eyes wide and mouth slightly open, taking in what Brittany had called her room. This was no room, this was a suite, no this was a suite of epic proportions! She currently stood in what could only be described as the entrance hall, looking around she saw various doors leading off into rooms which no doubt also contained more doors leading to more rooms. She didn't know why she was surprised. Of course Brittany wouldn't be staying in just 1 room. She practically lived in this hotel so it would be a home from home.

"Santana?" Brittany stood in front of her trying to get her attention.

"Huh? Wha?" Santana finally focused. "Sorry."

"It's to big I know. I hate staying here, I want to get a home of my own but Jesse keeps giving me reasons not to."

"No, I mean yes I guess you would want a place of your own. Sorry I just can't get over how massive it is!"

"Urrrghh, I don't know why he insists I stay here. Like I need all this space and all these rooms."

"Then you should just get your own place then. Screw him."

"Huh he wishes!" Brittany said with a sly grin and a wink at Santana.

Santana felt herself blush and turned away to walk past Brittany. "Where shall I put all this?" She asked nodding at the stuff in her arms.

"Umm…through here in the living room I guess." Brittany answered moving towards one of the doors.

Santana followed and dropped the stuff on one of the large sofas. Again she was in awe at the sheer size of the room but did a better job at hiding it.

A small yap quickly distracted her. She looked down and at her feet sat the new puppy, who was looking up at her, gently wagging her tail.

"Hey little one." She said bending down to pick her up. "What's up huh?" She giggled as the puppy started trying to chew her nose.

"She likes you to, hey San." Brittany observed.

"Yeah I guess so." Santana moved to sit on one of the many spare sofas in the room and plopped the puppy on her lap. "She is a cutie tho. What are you going to name her?"

Brittany moved to sit right next to Santana and started scratching the puppiy's ears. "I don't know. I mean how do you pick a name?"

"It's just whatever suits them. Get to know them abit or find a defining feature and you'll soon find a name."

"Hmmmm." Brittany gently agreed. She was enjoying the softness of the puppy's ears and loving the fact that she was slowly dozing off in Santana's lap. She lifted the puppy's head slightly to look at her face. "Well she is cute, I could call her Cutie."

Santana wrinkled her nose slightly but Brittany noticed. "You don't like that?"

"It's abit….naff."

Brittany laughed out loud. She was right it was an awful name.

The sat in silence both looking at the puppy as she swayed slightly as she sat in Santana's lap. Clearly wanting to sleep but also not wanting to miss the important conversation that was currently taking place.

"She has beautiful brown eyes." Santana suddenly said.

Brittany had zoned out slightly. "Just like yours." She said before she could stop herself.

It took a minute for Santana to register what had just been said. She felt herself blush again and squirm in her seat slightly. She turned to look at Brittany who was staring back at her, looking shocked and embarrassed by what had just been said.

Suddenly the look in her eyes changed. Santana was not sure to what but the embarrassment had gone and something else was there. Santana took a nervous gulp. She had been here before, this situation was all to familiar to most people. It was a situation she wanted to be in but also didn't at the same time. The space between them was becoming smaller and smaller. Brittany did not once break eye contact, looking deep into Santana's eyes, looking for a sign that this was ok or that it wasn't.

Seconds maybe hours later Brittany found her lips just a few millimeters from Santana's. It would be so easy to close the gap, she wanted to so badly but something was stopping her. What she did not know. She felt Santana's breathe against her lips and she knew now was the time. Kiss her, she is not pulling away, She thought. She started to again close the gap when her phone buzzed.

They both broke apart and the puppy leapt off Santana's lap and headed for a big cuddly bear that that fallen off the other sofa. They stared at each other, both breathing heavily. They both wanted it to happen but were both holding back.

Brittany whispered an apology and grabbed her phone. It was a reminder her manager was paying a visit in 20 minutes. "Shit." She cursed.

"I um….I better go." Santana said without looking at Brittany. She was equally turned on and mortified. Brittany was about to kiss her, they were so close and Santana desperately wanted to take her lips in hers and kiss her. She wanted to wrap her arms around her neck and run her hands through that blonde hair. She had to get out before her will power disappeared.

"Santana wait." Brittany clasped Santana's hand. "Ummm…..I…." She did not know what to say. Something had happened here today and neither really knew what it was.

Santana smiled and removed her hand from Brittany's grip. She moved into the entrance hall and went to open the front door.

"Santana." Brittany called out stopping her. "Ummm….do you know who sang Brown Eyed Girl?"

Santana looked at Brittany, unsure as to why she was being asked such a random question. "Van Morrison. Why?"

"Van…no that wont work." Brittany said, more to herself than Santana. "How about Morri?" She walked up to the door where Santana was standing. She smiled at her then turned to look at the puppy who was stood in the living room door way, chewing on an ear of her new bear.

"Morri?"

"Yeah. How about I call her Morri. My brown eyed girl."

"I think its…..perfect." Santana replied with a smile. She opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. She turned to say bye to Brittany when she suddenly found herself engulfed in a hug.

"Thank you. For today." Brittany whispered into her neck.

"Your welcome." Santana breathlessly replied as she wrapped her arms around Brittany's waist.

"Ahem." Someone coughing made them release each other.

"Jesse. Your early." Brittany said to her manager.

"Yes well, I though best to get on with going through your agenda Brittany. I hope I'm not disturbing anything?" She stared at Santana as he finished his sentence.

"Not at all. I'm ready whenever you are." Brittany replied with a shy smile.

"OK. You go on in and I'll be there in a minute ok. I just want a quick word with your driver here."

"Ok." She turned to Santana ,"I'll see you in a couple of days San. Thanks again." Brittany gave Santana's arm a quick squeeze and a shy smile before she stepped back into the suite and pushed the door to.

"What the hell are you doing Lopez?" Jesse was pulling Santana away from the door. "You know the fucking rules of this job and then I turn up and find you practically humping her in the hallway. What the hell have you got to say for yourself? Tell me why I shouldn't sack you right now?"

"She wanted a puppy."

"What? What the hell are you on about?" He asked angrily, still holding onto her arm.

"Britt wanted a puppy and asked for my help. That's what you saw, her hugging me to say thanks. Now back off." She wrenched her arm from his grip and gave him a stern glare.

"Firstly Britt? It's Ms Pierce to you. And secondly this is you first and last warning. You were told that your relationship would be professional and that was it. You were warned about personal contact and that there should be none. I seriously mean that Santana are we clear? She clearly likes you but from now on you pick her up, you drive her, you bring her home, right?"

"Ok."

"I am not afraid to sack you Santana. Brittany is my client and I do not want her distracted by some dyke driver trying to get her attention. She is to important to me and my company are we clear?"

"Fine. I hear you loud and clear ok." She was seething inside and wanted to punch him hard but she kept her anger in tact and swallowed it down.

"Good. Now go home." Santana started to walk away but Jesse wasn't quite finished. "You break the rule again Lopez and I'll see to it you'll never find a job around here again."

"Wanker." She muttered under her breathe as the elevator doors closed.

Wow that was a long chapter for me. So they are getting closer and I hope that goes someway to explain why Santana has been standoffish...till now anyway ;)

And to answer 1 review, I was out walking my dog one day (a westie btw) and we met someone else walking their dog and it was called Flupet. I just think its a great name!