She looked at me with her big blue eyes and I found myself getting lost in them, she was beautiful.

"Hmm... Brittany, I really don't remember much of last night. can you please tell me what we.. I mean what I did last night? How did I end up in your bed?"

She laughed but when she realized I wasn't joking her face turned all serious. "Hmmm..." She cleared her throat. "Santana, you didn't do anything last night. we just hang out and told childhood stories. But nothing more, so chill."

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I am glad I didn't sleep with her, that would have defiantly ruined my chances with Qui- 'Wait Lopez, don't think about her. She is just another fish in the sea, keep it together.'

"Oh good.. No, I mean cause I don't know you."

"You don't seem like the girl who tries to get to know her hook ups." She said without shame.

"I-I, you're not one of my hook ups Britt. You're my new neighbor, whom I like and want to get to know."

"You called me Britt." I blushed.

"I'm sorry it just slipped."

"No, I like it and we can get to kno-"

Before she finished the sentence Emily appeared from behind the bar. "San, you have your thirty minutes brake now."

"I guess we can get to know each other now."

I nodded and grabbed a bottle of tequila, some slices of lime and salt from the bar. I showed her the contents of my hands, "Is that okay?"

She nodded and I left the bar, following her to an empty booth.

"I thought bartenders can't drink while they work."

"Well, I ain't working right now aren't I?"

She laughed. She had a great laugh, it was contagions and before I knew it I was laughing with her.

"So, when was your first real kiss and with who?" She asked.

'So this is like getting to know something, it's not that bad..' "Well my first kiss was in freshman year in high school, and it was with Dave Karofsky, this jerk who went to my school." She giggled. "Anyway, long story short, we played truth or dare at one of the first high school party I had ever been to and I had to kiss him... Gross." I made a disgust face. "What about yours?"

"It was seven grade with my best friend at the time, Jenny Smith."

"Wow, you were young."

"Yeah, I was an early bloomer."

I poured the tequila and smirked at her. "Well, my early bloomer do you care to give me your neck?"

"Wh-what?"

I showed her the salt. She understood my intention and brushed her blonde hair from her neck. I moved closer to her neck and applied the salt to her neck, just above her collar bone. then I slowly licked her neck, not missing the soft whimper that escaped her lips. I drank the shot, sucked on the lime and then moved back a little bit.

"Mm.. you test good." She gulped and I decided that teasing her just made it to the list of my favorite things to do. "So Britt, when was the first time you did the nasty did?"

She looked confused for a second, "you mean sex?"

I laughed. "Yes, I do."

"My first time was in the eighth grade, me and Quinn sneaked into a high school party, and one of the jocks there was really hot, So I decided it was time." She looked sad for a second, but only for a second. "What about you?"

"Well, my first time was with Puck."

"Do I supposed to know him?"

"He's my boss." I pointed to the furthest corner of the bar where Puck was flirting with some girl. "We went to high school together."

"He looks nice." She said just when he shoved his tongue down the poor girl throat.

"He is." I said seriously. "So, back to my story." She nodded. "It was in the tenth grade, we sat on the bleachers and talked like we always used to and somehow we started to talk about sex. Both of us were virgins and he suggested we would to lose our virginity to each other. Before I knew it, we were under the bleachers."

"That sounds adorable."

I lifted a finger and gave her a 'wait for it' look. "And then we were fuck buddies for like a year while sleeping with pretty much anyone in school."

"Less adorable." We laughed.

"But when I figured out I was gay he really supported me and ever since then he is my lesbro."

"Okay, so now it's my turn." Her eyes roamed all over my body. "We are in a public place, so I think I will choose the neck too."

I moved my hair to the side, and waited for her to come closer. She gently poured the salt on my neck, and with a sexy innocent look she moved her face closer to my neck. I could feel her hot breath on my neck 'this is so hot'. She licked the salt and pulled back to drink the tequila.

"You don't taste like olive."

"Is that a good or a bad thing?" I asked confused.

"Your skin tone in olive, so I thought... " She looked down at her lap. "Never mind, it's stupid."

"No Britt, it's not. I thought you would taste like milk, guess we were both wrong." I smiled at her.

"You're really nice." She lifted her head and looked me in the eyes. She smiled at me, and looked so cute.

"Santana." Emily called from the bar.

Sorry, I guess I have to go now." I said and winked at her. I rose from my sit and left the booth.

I entered the building and saw Quinn picking her mail. She wore a baby pink baby doll dress.

"Hey chicka."

She turned around and I felt my heart beating a little faster, 'what the fuck?'. We went up the stairs together.

"Hello Santana, it is such a shame you couldn't stay for breakfast this morning." She teased.

"I didn't want you to be jealous of me and Britt." I teased right back.

"It's Britt now?"

"Well, after you sleep in a girl's bed I think it's a given."

"Guess so."

We climbed the last floors in silence, and then we found ourselves standing in the middle of the hallway between our doors.

"Have a good night Quinnie. Don't let the bed bug get you."

She blushed, 'yes, I am the man I made Quinn blush'.

"Night Santana." She said.

When I entered the apartment no one was up. 'Figures, it is 4 am after all.' I went straight into my room and crushed on the bed.

"Hmpff..." I heard from beside me.

I looked up and saw Rachel sleeping in my bed, her makeup was smudged and she looked miserable. 'I guess I won't wake her up. Just this one time, my life is pregnant ladies.'

I changed into sweatpants and a hoodie, crawled into bed beside Rachel and drifted off to sleep.

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