Chapter 8 - Italian Dinner
Santana is standing outside Brittany's apartment building. Well here we go. Just a second date. Nothing to be scared about. Except that I am. Why? Ok here goes nothing. Don't screw this up. Giving herself a pep talk before pushing the buzzer for Brittany's apartment.
"Who is it?" Brittany's voice rings out.
"Santana."
"Ok I'll be down in a second."
Santana waited there until Brittany came down. The front door of the building opened and Brittany stepped outside. Santana breath caught as she saw what the blonde was wearing. She looked her up and down taking in the sight in front of her. "You look amazing." Santana finally breathed out. Brittany smiled at the compliant. "Thank you."
The blond was wearing a baby blue halter top skin tight dress that ended at her knee. Along with a pair of black heels. She was wearing a jacket to cover her arms from the chill in the air.
"I'm not overdressed am I?" She asked Santana.
"Not at all. In my opinion you can dress like that whenever you want." Santana said still in awe at the sight in front of her. Brittany blushed. "Shall we be on our way."
"Yep I'm ready to go."
Santana opened the door of the cab for Brittany. She held out her hand for Brittany to take. Helping her get in the cab. Santana went around to the other side of the cab and climbed in. She told the cab driver the address of the restaurant. Brittany looked over at Santana. "Hey you don't look so bad yourself."
"Really? I'm just wearing black slacks and a dress shirt."
"Yeah but I like it."
They arrived at the restaurant and Santana helped Brittany out of the cab. As the blonde exited the cab Santana held out her arm for Brittany. Brittany looped her arm through Santana's. "How chivalrous of you." She told Santana as they headed into the restaurant.
Inside the restaurant they were seated at a booth and Santana had the waiter bring a bottle of wine to the table. Looking over the menu Santana asked Brittany. "So what are you going to have?"
"Don't know yet. You?"
"I think I'm going to get the Seafood Alfredo."
"Oh ok that sounds good." Brittany put the menu down and look up at the brunette sitting across from her. "So how do you know about this place. It's very nice, classy."
"Um- I went on a date here once."
"Oh."
The waiter came back to take their order. He first asked Santana what she would have. Then he turned to Brittany for her order. "I'll have Spaghetti with Meatballs please." The waiter wrote it down and left.
"We come here and you order spaghetti and meatballs?"
"What? I love spaghetti and meatballs. Is there something wrong with that?"
"No. It's just that out of everything on the menu you ordered the simplest thing they have. You can get spaghetti and meatballs just about anywhere. You could have gotten something a little more complex or rare or expensive. I don't know like shrimp or something you can't have everyday. But whatever. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that you enjoy it."
"Exactly." Brittany said with a cheesy smile. "So Santana I want to ask you something."
"Ok what is it?" Santana said slightly nervous at what the blonde could ask.
"Well you've never mentioned anything about your family. Do you have any brothers or sisters? And what about your parents?"
Shit why did she have to ask about my family.
"I don't have any brothers or sisters. I was an only child."
"Oh that must have been lonely with no one to play with when you were little. What about your parents? What are they like?" Brittany asked.
"I guess it was a little lonely but it is what it is. As for my parents well- when I was little they were great. Loving and caring. But as I got older they were around less and less. Leaving me to fend for myself most of the time. They always made sure that I had everything I needed though. The fridge was always full and they gave me money for whatever I needed."
"Ok but that was when you were a kid. What about now?"
"I don't want to talk about them anymore." Santana snapped.
"Ok we don't have to talk about them." Brittany threw her hands up in defense. "But don't get snippy with me."
"Sorry Brittany. How about you tell me about your family instead?"
"Well I have a younger sister. She's three years younger than me. My parents are great. They have always supported me my whole life. Even when I told them I wanted to go to school for dance. Everybody told me dance wouldn't get me anywhere in life. But they supported my decision. I mean look where I am today. I'd say I'm doing pretty well for myself."
"I'd say so too." Santana added.
"Yeah they always believed in me and they just wanted me to do what would make me happy." Brittany looked over at Santana after she had finished talking about her parents an saw a sad look on her face. "Why the sad face?" She asked.
"Oh it's nothing. Your family sounds great." Brittany noticed the brunettes change in demeanor and wondered if it was because of something she had said. Why would she be sad about me talking about my family. She doesn't even know them. She didn't want to talk about her parents and now she's sad when I talk about mine. Maybe something happened to her parents.
Santana looked around the restaurant. "Oh good here comes the waiter with our food I'm starving." The waiter set down their food and they started eating. After a little while Brittany stopped.
"Are your parents dead?"
"What? No." Santana squawked shocked at Brittany's question. "What made you ask that?"
"Oh you didn't want to talk about them before. I thought maybe something happened to them. Like they died in a fiery plane crash or something. Sorry."
"No it's ok. I was just a little shocked at your question. Its just that I don't talk to them anymore. But can we please leave it at that for now. I just what to enjoy this evening."
"Ok." The blonde returned to her food twirling her spaghetti on her fork.
They finished their meal and headed outside into a waiting cab. Santana told the cab driver the address and they where off to their next location. "Where are we going?" Brittany asked.
"Well I am not as great of a date planner as you are but I thought we could head over to the bar. Thursday nights are karaoke nights." She looked over to gage Brittany expression. The blonde had a big smile on her face and was bouncing up and down in her seat.
"I love watching people sing karaoke. It's funny. Most people are really bad and I like watching them. This is gonna be fun."
"Well I'm glad then. Maybe we can do some dancing too."
"Oooooh. Even better." Brittany squealed.
When they arrived at the bar there was someone singing karaoke. They sat down at one of the empty table that was right next to the dance floor. Santana went to the bar to get them drinks while Brittany watched the karaoke. The brunette came back and handed Brittany her beer and asked. "So do you want to sing?"
"Oh no. I don't sing. I just watch."
Santana squinted her eyebrows together. "Ok."
After a couple more horrendous songs. There was a break in the karaoke action and music came on. Brittany took Santana's hand and led her out onto the dance floor. Some hip-hop song was playing. They were facing each other dancing to the beat. Brittany had one hand up in the air as she danced. Santana watched Brittany as she danced perfectly in rhythm with the music. God she is an amazing dancer. The things she can do with her body. Just wow. And in that dress. Damn she is hot.
The song changed and Brittany placed her hands on Santana's hips for the next song. Still some sort of upbeat songs. Santana put her hands on each of Brittany's shoulders. The blonde lead the two of them throughout the song swaying and dancing with the music.
The song changed again back to some sort of hip-hop. At the change in song Brittany locked eyes with Santana a sly smile appearing on her face. Brittany let go of Santana's hips and turned around so that her back was to the brunette. Brittany put her hands up in the air once again. Grinding her ass into Santana's front. Santana shocked at the suddenness didn't know what to do. But she just couldn't resist the blonde beauty in front of her. She put her hands on Brittany's hips and they grinded to the music together.
After only a few seconds Santana's hands began to wander. Moving from hips to Brittany's tight stomach holding them there momentarily before moving them to the blondes sides. Santana brought her hands up the blondes sides slowly reaching just below her breasts then slowly bringing them back down to her hips. Santana thought God she has a perfect body.
The song changed to a slow song. Brittany spun around to face Santana again smiling devilishly. Her face was flushed. Once again her hands went to the brunette's waist. Santana lifted her arms up and placed them around the blondes neck linking her hands together there. Brittany looked down into the smaller girls big brown eyes. They danced slowly together, eyes locked, neither looking away from the other.
Suddenly Brittany pulled away causing Santana's hands to fall away from the blonde. Brittany took Santana's left hand and led her off the dance floor. "Brittany where are we going?"
"Bathroom."
Santana's eyes got wide at the thought of what might happen next. She isn't dumb she knows what that means. They got to the bathroom and Brittany pushed the door open with her free hand. Pulling Santana behind her.
Brittany pushed Santana up against the wall and ran her hands up and down the brunettes sides once before leaning in and crashing her lips to Santana's. Santana inhaled sharply at the force with which the blonde had come at her. The kiss was frantic and sloppy but neither girl seemed to care. Brittany grazed her tongue across Santana bottom lip. Santana immediately allowed the blonde access. Brittany's tongue began to play with Santana's. Santana moaned into the kiss.
Brittany placed a hand on the brunettes stomach. She pulled her tongue back into her mouth this gave Santana the opportunity to reach into Brittany's mouth with her tongue. They continued kissing like this for some time. Their tongues dancing together in a heated rhythm. Brittany slid her hand that was on the brunettes stomach up just below her left breast stopping there for a moment before moving up and cupping the breast in her hand. She gave it an experimentally squeeze. Santana moaned at the sensation. Brittany smiled into their kiss at the reaction she got from the brunette. She began massaging her breast with her hand. "Brittany." Santana moaned outloud.
Brittany broke the kiss and looked into brown eyes. "Everything ok?" She questioned the brunette. Santana stood there for a second trying to catch her breath.
"Yeah everything's fine but I think maybe we should stop." Hanging her head and slumping her shoulders finally catching her breath.
"Why did I do something wrong?" The blonde asked worried.
Santana chuckled at Brittany's worried expression. She placed her hands on Brittany's cheeks so she could look into those beautiful blue eyes. "No you didn't go anything wrong. It was great."
"But I don't understand. Why do we have to stop?"
Santana shook her head back and forth at Brittany. "Because if we don't stop now I won't be able to stop. Understand?"
"Yeah but is that a bad thing? Wait don't you want this?" Brittany glanced down her body. Santana followed the blondes eyes with her own.
"I do want you but I don't want to do that here. In a bathroom. In the bathroom where I work. I want to wait and do this properly. I don't want to screw it up. Got it?" She placed a quick kiss to Brittany's lips. "Hey Britt?"
"What?"
"Mind taking your hand off my boob?"
Brittany pulled her hand away. "Sorry."
"Don't apologize. I liked it there it's just that now that we not making out it seemed kind of weird." She said with a playful smile.
"Ok. So now what Santana?"
"I don't know we could go back out there grab a few more drinks and watch some more karaoke or we could just go home. I'll let you decide."
"Ok lets go get some drinks."
Santana lead Brittany by the hand back out towards the bar area. Santana was looking for Puck. She spotted him and made a b-line straight towards him. "Puckerman get us some drinks." She demanded.
"Who's Puckerman?" Brittany asked Santana confused. Santana pointed to Puck with her free hand.
"Puck. That's short for Puckerman. His last name." She explained to the blonde.
"Oh. I see. Well what's his first name then?"
"Noah." Santana chuckled as she said it. "You didn't think his first name was Puck did you?"
"Uh- no. I guess I never thought about it."
Puck came over to them with their drinks. "Soooo?"
"Soooo what Puckerman?" Santana looked at him to elaborate.
"So I saw you two go into the bathroom. You seemed to be in there for quite some time."
"Fuck off Puckerman." Santana grabbed her and Brittany's drinks off the bar. "Come on Britt we're getting away from this sleeveball." Walking over to a table.
"You're not gonna give me any details Lopez?"
"Nope ain't any of your business." Santana shouted to him over her shoulder.
They sat there listening to more awful karaoke for a while. Brittany had been sitting on Santana's lap since they sat down. She had one arm wrapped around Santana's shoulder. Santana had her arm securely around Brittany's waist. Both occasionally placing kisses on the others cheek or a quick peck on the lips here and there. After another round of drinks they decided to call it a night and went their separate ways.
