I'm not 100% satisfied with this but I needed to get something up. So, here you guys go. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 23: Work

A strange chiming noise wakes me from my sleep. I groan and roll over realizing that it was my phone. Who is it that is texting me and waking me from a very wonderful dream of a very naked Santana?

"Speak of the devil." I whisper to no one in particular.

I swipe the screen of my phone with my thumb to open up the text message.

From Santana: r u up babe

I smile and send back a reply.

To Santana: well I was sleeping but someone woke me up jk what's up

I look over at the clock to see the time. 10:08. A few seconds pass before my phone chimes again.

From Santana: sorry britt. I was wondering if you wanted to get lunch together. I have something I want to tell you.

To Santana: I would love to. Come over in a half hour and we can figure out the details. Love you xoxo

From Santana: okay love u too babe xo

I roll over onto my side and let the morning sunlight stream in from the crack in curtain wake me up a little more.

I would estimate five minutes pass before I decide to get up, shower, and get dressed.

I am brushing my hair when I hear my phone chime again. I run into my room, from the bathroom, to see the newest text message.

From Santana: Im here

I throw the phone and hair brush down on the bed and run through my apartment. "Bye Lord T. Behave." I yell as I shut the door. I practically trip down the stairs in my excitement. I haven't seen Santana since Tuesday afternoon. I know that isn't a long time. Only two days but it seems like it's been forever.

I can see her standing outside on the front stoop. I take a deep breath as I reach the bottom of the stairs and slowly push the door open so as to not startle her.

"Hi."

"Hey." She responds.

I step around the door so that it can shut behind me. I wrap an arm around Santana's shoulder and pull her into my body and kiss her fiercely.

"Whoa." She whispers when I finally break the kiss after a few seconds.

"I missed you." I confess.

"It's only been two days."

"I know. But, it's still true."

"Well, good, cuz I missed you too. Something crazy." Santana says shyly.

"Hmm." I ponder the thought of Santana sitting at home, maybe laying in her bed, thinking about me. "So, what did you want to tell me?"

Santana looks up at me and smirks devilishly. "If I told you right now what would the point of having lunch be?"

"Fine." My shoulders slump uncontrollably. I really just want to know what San's news is. So sue me. "Where would you like to have lunch, my love." I wrap my arm around her shoulder and step off the stoop.

"I was hoping maybe at the bar." Santana points over to the building on the other corner of the block.

"Done." I start walking over with Santana wrapped up into my side. Her arm slung around my back with her hand resting on my hip.

I push the front door open and almost immediately hear my mother's voice. "Oh, Brittany. And Santana. What are you two doing here?"

"I asked Brittany to have lunch with me." Santana says as we step up to the bar.

"Oh." My mom winks at me. I'm not really sure why though. "Well, have a seat. I'll get the menus."

"I don't need a menu mom." I remind her.

"Oh, right. One menu then. Sit." She says and points the barstools in front of us.

"Actually-" Santana speaks up. "-can we sit in the dining room?"

My mom turns around with a menu in hand unsure of what to do with it. I reach out for it and take it from her. I turn and kiss Santana on the temple. "Anything you want." I whisper to her and pull her by the hand, behind me, into the dining room.

I can see why she wanted to sit in here. There is only one other table that is occupied. It's quieter and more private than the bar.

We go over to the table in the corner. I pull out a chair for Santana and give her a hand when she sits down.

"Thanks." She ducks her head and whispers. It's so cute. The simplest of things make her all shy and blush sometimes.

"You are very welcome." Pulling out my own chair and have a seat. "Do you have any idea what you want to eat?"

Santana lifts and lowers her shoulders. "Not really. I'll probably just get a burger. Oh, and maybe those yummy appetizers that I had that one time."

I smile. "You really like those Broccoli Poppers, huh?"

She looks up from her menu. "They are like heaven. They're fucking delicious."

I laugh at that. "Good. Let me know when you figure out what you want and I will put the order in."

"Britt." She whines. "You don't have to do that. I don't want you waiting on me. We are having lunch together, not me being the customer and you the bartender. Let your mom come over and take our order like at a real restaurant."

What am I suppose to say to that? "Okay." I can deal with someone else worrying about taking our order. I'm just not used to it. I am the one people ask when they want food or drink when I am in this building. It's like a natural reflex or something. So, it's a little weird not to have to worry about it.

My mom comes by a few minutes later and takes our order. It's weird like I said it would be.

Santana and I have made small talk. I asked her how her day was so far and she asked me how work was last night. But, there is one thing I really want to know.

"Santana?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you just tell me already." I huff out, frustrated.

Santana slumps back in her chair and laughs heartily.

"What?"

Santana laughs some more. "Fine. Okay." Once Santana calms down enough and her breathing returns to normal she finally reveals her important piece of information. "I asked you to lunch today because I have some exciting and important news to tell you."

"Okay. Well, what is it?" I ask. The anticipation killing me.

"I got a job." Santana says with a proud smile.

"That's great." I stand and go to her side of the table and pull her up and hug her. "Where? What will you be doing?" Are my next questions.

"I applied yesterday and a bunch of places. I applied at a couple of bars. I thought maybe I could be a bartender or waitress. I also applied at the grocery store for a checkout clerk position. But, I also applied and the sports store over on Third Street."

"I follow so far."

Santana licks her lips before speaking again. "I really wanted the job at the sports store. I don't know if you've ever been there. They sell all sorts of sports stuff. Memorabilia, jerseys, hats, just about everything you can imagine from just about every sports team out there."

"And?"

"I got it." Santana smiles brightly.

"I'm so excited for you." I hug Santana again, bouncing on the balls of my feet a little in all of my excitement.

"Me too." Santana mumbles into my shoulder. I let her go and go to sit down in my seat again. Santana sits down too. "I guess the guy who owns the place runs it with his family. They have a few employees outside the family. A woman just quit cuz she had a kid. I guess I will be replacing her. I start on Monday."

"That's great. That's really fast. From one job to another in just a week." I comment.

"Yeah, they called me this morning to tell me I got the job. The only thing that I'm not too thrilled about are the hours. Monday thru Wednesday eight to four, Thursday and Friday ten to six. Which means that we won't get to see a lot of each other."

I think about what Santana is saying for a sec. That's sort of a bummer. "We'll figure something out. I'm sure. I know I want to see as much of you as possible. And I'm guessing you have similar thoughts." I smirk.

"I do. If I could spend all day every day with you without having to do responsible adult things, I would." Santana smiles and reaches across the table for my hand. I happily give it to her and Santana intertwines are fingers together.

I can't help but look into her warm brown eyes. I can see the sentiment behind her statement and the love she has for me shining in her eyes. I smile a lopsided smile like a lovesick girl. Well, I am, so…

"Am I interrupting?" My mom's voice float into my ears. "Your lunch is served girls." I look away from Santana over to my mom. She is standing at the side of the table with two plates in her hands. I pull my hand, reluctantly, away from Santana's so mom can set the plates on the table. I see the pout on Santana's lips as her fingers linger at the edge of the table.

"Thanks, mom." I say.

"Yeah, thanks, Mrs. Pierce." She mimics.

Mom narrows her eyes at Santana before chuckling lightly. "Enjoy your meals." She says as she walks away.

I pick up a French Fry and dip it into the little cup of tartar sauce that I requested with my fries. "I think we need to celebrate this latest news." I tell Santana and look up from my plate over to Santana.

I hold out my left hand when I see her fidgeting with the edge of her plate. She takes my left hand with her right and smiles. "What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking a celebratory date on Saturday night. Dinner and a movie. I'll choose where we eat and you choose what movie. Deal?"

"Deal." She says and picks up her Cheeseburger with her free hand.

I look up at the sound of the door chiming. A smile immediately takes over my face.

"What are you doing here?" I ask as she crosses the room.

"I just thought I would come see my girlfriend. Hope you don't mind?"

"Well, I'd say your girlfriend is a very lucky woman for you to come and visit her at work." I flirt.

"You're cute. Come here." Santana stands on the bottom rung of the barstool and leans over the bar.

I lean towards her and kiss her gently. She breaks the kiss and sits down. Santana looks around for a second. And I watch her. She spots my dad and waves at him. He waves back and my heart warms. They seem to get along so easily.

"Britt." Santana's voice interrupts my thoughts about how well she gets along with my family. "Where'd you go?" I shake my head.

"Nowhere."

"Okay." She says skeptically. "So, how about a drink?" She grins. "Beer me, baby."

She is so great. A tiny little sentence and she has me smiling like an idiot. It might be the term of endearment or it might be the way she said it or it might just be her but I love it.

"I love you." I blurt. My thoughts spilling from my brain and out of my mouth.

"I love you, too, Britt, but what was that for? We are in the middle of a bar. I don't really think that's the appropriate place for confessions of love. Not that I won't take it cuz I'll always want to hear you say that but why?"

"Because I can." I shrug. It's simple. "I love you. And I would yell it throughout the whole bar if I wouldn't get embarrassed. I would yell it from the rooftops. I am confident in my feelings and I want the whole world to know. Ya know if it wasn't weird to tell total strangers."

"You are amazing, Brittany Pierce."

"Brittany, quit making googly eyes with your girlfriend and get back to work." Sugar yells from across the bar.

I duck my head in embarrassment. It was fine when it was just Santana and I in our own little world for a few minutes. But, now that Sugar has brought it to everyone in the bar's attention, it's embarrassing to get caught.

"I'll get you a beer." I mumble and walk away from Santana without even looking at her.

It's a couple of hours later and it hasn't been too busy tonight. I would say more of a steady crowd filtering through for a Friday night. I'm glad it isn't totally swamped though. It gives me a chance to talk to Santana a little bit.

We have been talking about random things all evening long. She told me about the blanket that she carried around with her everywhere she went when she was a little girl. I shared an embarrassing story of my first time riding a bike. I love learning all the little things about Santana. They just make her more and more interesting and make me love her even more than I already do.

"How long do you plan on sticking around tonight?" I ask looking over at the clock to see that it is almost nine pm.

"You trying to get rid of me or something?" Santana jokes.

"No. I was just wondering." I shrug. I would love for her to stay for my whole shift but I know that's not possible. Well, it's possible but not probable. Two am is a late time to get done with work.

"I think I am gonna go soon, actually." Santana lifts her beer bottle to her lips and swallow the last of what's in it. "I need to get my beauty rest. I hear there is a big date or something that we have tomorrow night." She sets her bottle back on the counter.

"You are beautiful, no matter what. One hour of sleep or ten." I tell her in all honesty. She is the most beautiful girl. Makeup or not. Hair up or down. All dressed up or in sweats. Santana is always beautiful in my eyes.

She ducks her head. Shy. "Uh- thanks Britt."

"Hey." I say and she looks up at me. "It's true. And you should believe it when I say it. You are absolutely beautiful. And I will tell you everyday for the rest of my life."

She tilts her head to the side and scrunches her face up all cute. "Every day?"

"Every single day." I confirm. Confidently confirming that I have in fact thought about our future and that I want to spend the rest of my life with her.

"I'm ready." I shout through the apartment as I exit the bathroom. I am ready for our date. Santana met me at work when I was done and we came back here so I could change.

Santana spins around from where she is standing looking at my DVDs. I watch as her eyes go wide. "Wow. You look-"

"Great. I know." I finish for her with a little wink. She shakes her head at me.

"I didn't know we were suppose to dress up tonight."

"This isn't dressed up, dear." I look down at my outfit. A loose fitting top that hangs off one shoulder. Heels and leather pants.

"You are so sexy right now." Santana breathes. "How about we skip the dinner and movie and just stay in tonight?"

I chuckle. I like that idea but… "Nuh-uh, we are going out for a celebratory dinner and then to a movie. I made reservations. But-" I pause for dramatic effect and walk over to where Santana is standing. "-afterwards-" I sneak my hands around her waist and rest them on the small of her back and pull her body into mine. Santana lifts her arms and puts them around my neck. "-we can come back here-." I lean in and kiss her. "-and you can do whatever you want to me."

A devilish grin spreads across her face. "I'm down with that." She leans up on her tiptoes and a close the gap and connect our lips in a short, sweet kiss.

After dinner and after the movie we find ourselves back at my apartment. I unlock the door and flick on the light for the kitchen. I apartment is lit with a low glow. I slip my heels off and throw them by the door. Santana shuts the door and locks it and then starts taking off her shoes as well.

When she is finished I hold out my hand for her to take. She takes it and I led her through the apartment.

I shut my bedroom door and spin Santana around to press her up against the closed door.

"Oof. Britt." She says when her back hits the door. I look down at her hungrily. I lick my lips and reach for the top of her button down shirt. My fingers manipulate the first button, and then the next, and the next. I unbutton her shirt slowly and methodically. "Britt." I get the last button undone and pull her shirt down in arms leaving Santana in her jeans and a bra.

She pushes back on my shoulders and I take a step back towards the bed. "You too. Off." Santana grabs the bottom of my shirt and I lift my arms in the air as she pulls the article off of my body. "Much better." She smirks and lowers her face to my chest. Her lips feel amazing as she kisses across my collarbone and then over the fleshy skin of the tops of my breasts. She bites the edge of my bra and then pushes me back.

I fall over the footboard of the bed. Leaning back on my elbows I look up at Santana who is standing in between my legs that are dangling over the edge of the bed.

"I want you naked." She says. I quirk an eyebrow at that. "Now." She says sternly.

"Okay. No need to tell me twice." I hurriedly unbutton my pants and start pulling them down my legs. It a little more difficult then usually because of the leather sticking to my skin. Santana grabs the bottoms of my pant legs and tugs them off the rest of the way. "Thanks" I whisper.

Next, I reach behind my back and unclasp my bra. The undergarment falling from my chest and I throw it across the room. It lands on the chair in the corner. I chuckle a little.

"What's so funny?" Santana asks and I look back to her.

"Just-" I stop. She is staring at me with something that I've never seen before. "-Nothing." I mumble and she licks her lips.

"Lay down." I commends. I do as she says and scoot up the bed until my head hits the pillow and I lay flat on my back.

Santana looks up and down my nearly naked body and then suddenly, like she just made her final decision, undoes her bra and then takes off her pants and underwear. She is standing there, looking me over, and I am doing the same to her. No shame. Everything on display.

She crawls up the bed and her hands immediately go to the only piece of clothing that is still covering my body. She wraps her fingers under the elastic band of my underwear and pulls. I lift my butt to help her pull them off.

Santana then settles her body over mine and presses down into me. My hands go to her ass, kneading the flesh there. Girls got a great ass.

I crane my neck up in search of Santana's lips. She doesn't disappoint when she leans down and connect our mouths in a heated kiss. Her tongue swipes my bottom lip before biting on it with her teeth and pulling back and tug it until she releases with a pop.

Her lips attach to my neck just below my ear. She sucks, and licks, and bites, and kisses her way down my neck. I'm sure there will be multiply marks there tomorrow. But, I'm not worried about that. All I'm worried about right now is Santana and her body and the way she is making me feel. In one word- glorious.

My hands roam the smooth skin of her back trying to hold her chest tight to mine but apparently she has other ideas. She sinks a little lower down my body and places her attention on my chest again. This time without a bra in the way.

One hand goes to my right breasts and her mouth covers my left. "San." I moan out in pleasure.

She releases my boob with her lips and looks up at my through her eyelashes. "You like that, babe?"

All I can do is nod. She smirks and returns her attention to my chest. Flicking at my hard nipples with the tip of her tongue makes my hips buck up into her. I can feel her grin against my chest.

And then she moves lower yet. Kissing a lines down my stomach over and around my belly button and then licking south from the bellybutton. "Oh god."

"I prefer Santana but god will do I guess." Santana situates herself between my legs laying on her stomach and hooking her arm under my thighs. "Ready babe?"

I nod again like an idiot. I am more than ready.

Santana leans in and runs her warm tongue through my folds stopping at my clit and placing a kiss there. I am trying my hardest not the buck into her face. But its really hard. My right hand reaches for the back of her head. I run my fingers through her hair and then hold on.

Her tongue laps at me expertly a few times before slipping inside. I tighten my hold on her head pushing her closer to me. Her tongue twists and turns as Santana pushes in and out of me.

"San." I whine. "So close." I rock my hips with her movements.

Santana moves her left hand around, her fingers pinching and circling my clit, as she works her tongue.

That extra stimulation does it. "Santana." I shout through the room as I reach my climax. Arching my back into the air and my muscles clenching and shaking. After a few seconds my body releases and I fall back to the mattress completely spent and breathing heavily.

Santana licks me clean and crawls up my body, placing a kiss to the skin above where my heart is, then resting her head there. I wrap my arms around her back and hold her tight.

"That was amazing." I tell her once my breathing returns to normal. "I love you."

"I love you too, B." Santana looks up at me as best as she can in that position.

I kiss her on the top of the head. "Sit up." I tell her.

"Why?" She questions with a raised eyebrow.

I smile. "Because it's your turn, silly."

Santana ducks her head. "Right." She starts to sit up and I am about to roll us over so that Santana is underneath me. But she prevents that from happening by sitting up and sitting on the lower portion of my stomach. My eyes go wide. "What?" She asks.

"I- I- you-" I stutter. The hot, hot heat of her wet, wet sex distracting me from forming complete sentences. "I didn't- I didn't even touch you yet." Is the first thought that comes to mind.

She shrugs. "You're super sexy and- and I really liked going down on you, like, really." She giggles nervously.

"Santana, you're soaking." I just can't believe it.

"Brittany, you don't need to touch me to turn me on. Hell, just you laying there is enough for me."

"Well, in that case let me take care of you." I reach up as if I am going to reach for her chest but at the last second divert my fingers to her sides and start tickling her.

"Britt." Santana squeals in surprise and nearly jumps from my lap, or I should say stomach.

I grab her by the waist to make sure she doesn't go anywhere inadvertently pressing her core further into my abdomen. I see the realization cross Santana's face. She smirks and then grinds herself down onto my abs. My abs twitch and tighten at the feeling of Santana's slickness covering my skin.

I tighten my hold on her waist and help her grind down into my lower abdomen again. Her eyes go to sexy and glazed over with arousal in the matter of seconds. God, this is so hot. "You are so hot right now." I verbalize.

She grins and bends at the waist falling forward. Her hands land either side of my head and her face an inch from mine. "Is that so?" She asks and grinds down again. I nod and she closes the distance between us and kisses me long and hard. Her hips start working in a rhythm and my hands assist with those motions.

She breaks the kiss in search for air but rests her forehead against mine. I am staring up into her eyes as she looks back down at me. Santana adjusts her position after a few minutes. Getting a better angle and grinds down harder with every thrust of her hips.

"Britt." She says breathlessly. I wouldn't know she said anything if I wasn't looking directly at her. Her eyes saying it all- I'm close.

I move my hands to her ass and pull her down hard into my stomach muscles. "Come for me baby." I whisper to her.

Seconds and a few deep hard thrusts later Santana's whole body tenses and she stills on top of me. I hold her sex against my abs as tightly as possible. I tilt my chin up and kiss her quick on the side of the mouth as Santana breathes in and out hard.

Santana collapses on top of me with a long sigh. I hold her gently, running my hands up and down her back and then though her hair.

It's silent for a few minutes. The only sound in the room is our breathing. "I don't know about you but that was really hot. Like the hottest thing ever." I break the silence.

Santana chuckles. She lifts her head up from where it was resting on my shoulder and looks at me. I tilt my head to the side to see her better. "You like me getting off by rubbing myself against your abs?"

"Well-" I pause to think about her question. The answer is simple, "-yeah." I grin goofily at her.

"I agree it was super hot. I've never done anything like that before." She kisses me on the tip of my nose before resting her head back on my shoulder. She moves her lower body from my abdomen and gasps. I can feel the patch of wetness left by Santana on my stomach as the cool air hits the spot.

Santana arranges her legs so that they are between mine and scoot down my body a little bit so that her head isn't on my shoulder anymore but just under my chin. "Tired?" I ask when she yawns.

"Yes. Sleep. Now." She says and wraps herself tighter against me. Her legs and feet tangling with mine.

I have to laugh a little. "Socks, huh?"

Santana buries her face in my chest and groans. "I got carried away, okay?"

"Okay, my sexy girlfriend who couldn't bother to take her socks off before making love to me." I tease.

"Britt." She whines.

"Okay. Goodnight my love." I say and kiss the top of her head.

"Goodnight Britt-Britt." She sighs happily. I kiss her again and close my eyes too.