Chapter 8: Deeper
Brittany's POV
*Friday 28th February 2020*
As soon as we left our friends, Santana and I got a cab back to her place. We didn't really say much in the cab or when we arrived at Santana's house but that's not unlike us. I mean things could be a little awkward because our friends think we could develop feelings so ideally, we would be inclined to assure the other that won't happen but we're not really a talkative pairing like that so we didn't really mention it. Personally, I hope Santana knows I feel the same and I don't want anything out of this but I guess that's not exactly on her mind right now.
"Are you coming?" Santana asks me as she kicks off her shoes and proceeds upstairs with a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"Just try and stop me" I smile while quickly following her. When we get to her bedroom, she pours wine into the two glasses and climbs onto the bed. I then take a glass from her and join her on the bed.
"Oh wow, this wine is awful" Santana says frowning after taking a sip of wine.
"I believe I bought that wine and gave you it the other week" I point out. I had to give her something for having me over and entertaining me. No, just kidding. I brought it over with dinner one night but we just never got around to drinking it.
"Why am I not surprised it's awful then" she shrugs at me.
"Excuse me, I don't have bad taste in everything. I'm normally quite good at picking out a nice wine" I admit.
"Well, like I say this is just awful" Santana says while placing her glass down at her side of the bed before taking mine from my hand and placing it down on the table at my side. "Now, sit back so I can get the taste of this out of my mouth" she says as she pushes me back on the bed and straddles my hips.
"Surely I don't have awful taste when it comes to the women I sleep with" I smirk at her, going back to our previous topic of my bad taste in things.
"You certainly don't have bad taste tonight" she says confidently as she grabs my face and kisses me. We kiss for a moment before she starts to kiss down my neck and I squeeze her hips lightly, pulling her further down on my lap. We continue like that for a moment before my phone vibrates in my pocket.
"Sorry, two seconds" I say as I take my phone out and look at it. It's two text messages, one each from Mercedes and Tina.
"Ignore that just now" Santana tells me as she pulls away momentarily.
"It's Mercedes and Tina both texting me" I reply. I quickly text both of them back to let them know I'm ok because they were making sure I wasn't upset and I didn't go home alone.
"Who gives a fuck about them right now" Santana groans. "I've already got 3 missed calls from Quinn but I don't care. She was rude to us tonight so I'm not calling her back" she shrugs.
"They just want to make sure we got home ok because we left kind of worked up and annoyed at them so they wanted to make sure nothing bad happened" I point out.
"Honestly, who cares. Just forget about them" Santana says as she leans back down and kisses my neck again. She pulls away for a second to loosen her dress before kissing me again.
"Did I mention it tonight that you looked so hot in your dress" I smile.
"You didn't but I already knew it. Personally, I think I look amazing tonight and judging by the bulge in your pants that I can feel, you thought it too" she smirks as she grinds down on me a little bit.
"I see" I nod before leaning up to kiss her. Just as I do that, my phone pings again with another text so I quickly reply.
"Brittany, careful" Santana warns as I accidentally knock her teeth as I kiss her again. I'm trying to text and kiss at the one time so it's a little sloppy, I must say.
"Sorry" I apologise before pulling her closer and kissing her.
"Do you mind not doing that, it's incredibly rude" Santana says, pulling away from me as she notices me still texting.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to but Tina and Mercedes won't stop texting me" I say as I place my phone down on the side. They keep texting me to say they didn't mean to offend us and want to make sure I'm ok because they'd hate it if I got hurt in this whole situation.
"You either want to have sex with me right now or you want to hang out with your gal pals and text them all night long even though they were judging us" Santana states unamused.
"The thing is, I think I see where they're coming from because we've always been best friends and they've always had my back so they want the best for me" I point out. They're just worried about me and I totally get that.
"The best for you would be to leave you alone and let you do what you want to do but it doesn't sound like that's what they were doing tonight" she states.
"They're nice people Santana so they do genuinely want me to be happy" I say as my phone buzzes again with another text.
"Do you know what, you should go" Santana sighs as she gets off me.
"Wait…what?" I ask shocked. I know I'm preoccupied but I wasn't going to be texting them all night. I was just trying to get to a suitable point in the conversation to stop.
"Go away. Go home. Leave me alone" she says listing off the ways to tell me she doesn't want me here anymore.
"I said I was sorry and I'll stop texting them" I state.
"It's too late because the mood has gone and you've pissed me off" she shrugs. "Just go home and I'll see you at work tomorrow" she adds.
"But I'm not working tomorrow. It's Saturday" I tell her. She knows that though.
"Well you're working now Brittany" she tells me seriously.
"That's not fair because I made plans tomorrow" I say. I'm entitled to a day off work so that's not fair for her to say I need to go into work now when I've been working all week.
"Unmake them then because I need you at work. Plus you can't really complain since tonight was cut short so it's not like you had a late night tonight so can't make it into work" she tells me.
"You can't seriously punish me for not dropping my friends or my pants for you" I state.
"I'm not mad about the sex…or lack of it I should say" Santana tells me. "I'm mad that you wasted my time tonight so tomorrow you can work and make up for the time you wasted. I didn't invite you here tonight to chat and hang out. I invited you here for one reason and you chose to distract yourself with your phone" she shrugs at me.
"Fine" I sigh. "I will see you at work tomorrow then" I say while getting my things and heading downstairs. I then leave and slam the front door behind me. I know I shouldn't but I'm pissed. I did not get pissed and walk out on my friends to go to Santana's place for her to throw me out. I know we were in the middle of something and maybe I shouldn't be texting at the same time but my friends were genuinely concerned.
Once I get home, I shower and get changed for bed. I'm just brushing my teeth when I realise that maybe I should text Santana and clear the air somewhat. It wasn't a fight but she was pissed at me and I was pissed I had to leave. I finish up in the bathroom and make my way to my bedroom where I pick up my phone and text Santana.
To Santana: sorry if I've woken you up. I just want to say sorry about tonight. I'll never make the mistake of using my phone again when we're together like that
From Santana: I honestly don't care anymore
To Santana: ok. See you tomorrow then
From Santana: you don't have to come into work tomorrow. I was just pissed off
To Santana: are you working tomorrow?
From Santana: no, I'm going to take the weekend off
To Santana: will I come to your place?
From Santana: you can do what you want. I'm not your boss outside of work
I think that texts means, 'please come over' but she's giving off the impression she doesn't really care either way. She didn't come right out and say no so she clearly doesn't have any plans. I want to go over to her place tomorrow because our failed attempt at fun tonight was not fun. If she feels anything like I do then she wants to hang out with me tomorrow.
To Santana: see you in the morning. Sleep well
From Santana: ok
I really have to laugh at that because I just love how Santana is sometimes. I'm basically telling her I'll be at her place and I'm wishing her goodnight and all she can text is 'ok'. There's no enthusiasm there to show she feels the same or she's happy about me coming over tomorrow. She's basically playing it cool.
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*Tuesday 3rd March 2020*
I couldn't really sleep last night so my whole schedule has shifted forward this morning. I got out of bed earlier so therefore got ready for the day earlier. I then ended up at the gym earlier and finished there earlier so breakfast was earlier and now I'm walking into work earlier than usual. I did try and keep myself occupied because who wants to go into work early but it didn't work because honestly, I like work and I like the people I work with. I like spending most of my time there because it's more exciting than being at home alone.
Once I get inside, I make my way straight to the staffroom and make some coffee. I noticed my boss's car parked outside so I knew she was here already so I'm making her some coffee as well. She tells me she doesn't like the way I make it but never once have I seen her pour it out so I think she's just playing it cool. As soon as the coffee is ready, I head towards my desk where I find Santana lurking about.
"Morning boss, how are you?" I ask as I put my things down at my desk and hand her a cup of coffee which she immediately takes.
"Make yourself free next weekend because we've got a fashion show to go to" Santana tells me, not bothering to answer my question or even greet me good morning or say thank you for the hot beverage.
"Uh…what?" I laugh.
"I've got another fashion show to go to next weekend and you're coming with me" she tells me.
"Like a plus one?" I ask hopefully.
"No, as my Account and Finance manager" she replies.
"Really?" I question. "What would the Account and Finance manager be doing at a fashion show?" I ask. This event is just to keep up appearances and show support to other fashion lines so there is really no need to be going for the purpose of accounts or finance since we're just spectating.
"You're there as one of my managers" Santana shrugs.
"I'm there as your plus one and you know it" I smirk.
"Can or can't you come with me?" she asks me.
"I can but do I want to is the question" I say.
"I'll get us a shared room in the hotel and I'll buy you breakfast in the morning" she points out.
"I love it when you beg" I smirk. "Yes, I'll come" I add. This isn't about work and we both know it but she just won't admit she wants me there in another role, aka colleague with benefits. I know it doesn't mean anything as we keep saying but it is getting to the point now that we both do still look single so it is better to go to these kind of things as if you're not that tragic and alone.
"Good" she nods at me.
"I could tell everyone there that we're beneficial friends" I smirk.
"One problem though, we're not friends" Santana smirks back at me.
"Ok, whatever" I playfully roll my eyes at her. "Seriously though, I love it when you beg. What were you going to do if I said no?" I ask curiously.
"You weren't going to say no" she shrugs at me.
"If I did, what would you do?" I ask.
"Let's get to work please" Santana says as she starts walking to her office with her coffee.
"I'm here early so I'm not ready to start work yet" I say as I follow her. "Seriously, what lengths would you go to to make sure I'm going with you and you wouldn't need to go alone and look single and lonely?" I ask.
"There is plenty of girls out there that would love to spend a weekend with me at a hotel and see a fashion show so I'd likely ask someone else" she smirks at me as she sits her coffee down and turns to look at me as she closes the office door behind us.
"You wouldn't dare ask someone else" I say seriously as I slam her back against the door.
"Try me" she challenges.
"You've asked me now so you can't ask anyone else" I say as I lean forward and kiss her. I continue kissing her as I reach down and unzip her pants. What she is wearing is very sexy but it's also very sexy when she isn't wearing much at all.
"What about work?" she asks breathlessly, clearly taken aback by me this morning.
"You're the boss so you tell me if you really need to work instead of doing this" I say as slip my hand into her underwear.
"Fuck!" she moans out in surprise as she tilts her head back as I kiss her neck and push my hand deeper into her underwear.
"Are you getting turned on?" I ask with a smirk while pushing her legs further apart with my foot. She doesn't reply verbally; she just looks at me to say 'isn't it obvious'. "You never answered me; shall I stop so you can start work?" I ask.
"Don't you dare think about stopping" she warns me while aggressively pulling me close so I can kiss her.
"Ok" I wink. I kiss her for a few more moments before pulling away and swiftly pulling her pants down along with her panties.
"W-what are you doing?" she asks surprised. I don't reply, I just drop to the floor and lean in close to her center as she leans against the door. I push her legs even further apart again and grip her legs as I lean down and slowly push my tongue into her. "Shit, Brittany!" she moans out as she tangles her fingers in my hair, pushing my head closer to her every now and again.
"I think this is going to be the record for coming the quickest out of all the times we've had sex" I smirk. She is getting worked up very quickly today.
"Stop talking and start doing more" she tells me unamused. "If you don't, the only thing getting you off today will be yourself" she adds.
"Fair enough" I nod before getting back to work. It's not work I'm getting paid for but it's work all the same because it's with my boss. After several minutes, I feel Santana clench around me and I gather as much cum as I can with my mouth.
"Man, I needed that this morning" Santana smirks at me as I stand up so we're now face to face. "Today has definitely started off as a good day" she says while wiping around my mouth with her thumb. "Sorry, you have a little bit of me around your mouth" she smirks again.
"Your welcome" I say as I lean in and kiss her.
"I have a meeting in 5 minutes so are you good to wait until later" she asks me as she leans down to pull her pants back up.
"It's not about me today" I smile while taking over and pulling her pants right up her legs and zipping them up.
"I need to freshen up before this meeting but I haven't forgotten about you" she smiles as she quickly pecks my lips.
"I should get back to my desk now and do some work. I'll catch up with you later" I say smiling before leaving her office. It took everything in me not to react when Santana was so sexy moments ago but being the good employee that I am, I knew she had a meeting so didn't have any more time to spare so I knew we wouldn't get to me.
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I'm just sitting at my desk, hard at work as I ever am when I hear my phone buzz with a text. Usually I don't like to have my phone out when I'm right in the middle of work because it'll distract me. On the other hand though, I have been working for a good solid 5 and a half hours now so I think I could take a break and check my phone. I pull my phone out of my purse and open up my text messages. I only have one and it's from Tina asking if I can meet her, Mercedes and Quinn tomorrow for lunch. I reply back telling them I'm working but it should be fine as long as we go somewhere local and I'm back in time.
After we make all the lunch arrangements, I text Tina to tell her I should get back to work now and I'll see her tomorrow. I'm just putting my phone away, getting ready to get back to work when my phone buzzes again with a text. I'm ready to text Tina that I really must go now before my boss is pissed when I realise it's not even Tina texting me this time. I open up the message and see it's not in the form of text but it's a picture which happens to be from Santana. I expand the photo and realise it's a picture of Santana in nothing but her underwear which causes me to gasp out loud.
"Brittany, are you ok?" Jack asks concerned.
"Uh…yeah" I say lost for words. It's just caught me off-guard because I'm at work so that was the last thing I expected my boss to text me right now.
"You look like you've seen a ghost" he chuckles.
"It's certainly not a ghost I've seen" I say, unable to take my eyes off this picture. I stare at it for some time before my phone buzzes with a new message from Santana which turns into two texts and then three texts.
From Santana: you haven't replied!
From Santana: if it's got you feeling some things, I have a free hand that could help out
From Santana: if you're not interested then good luck tending to yourself in the bathroom
To Santana: you look so sexy
From Santana: you want me?
To Santana: always
As soon as I text Santana back, I quickly wrap things up at my desk before rushing to her office. I did want to go there right away but I deal with a lot of confidential documents so if I just ran away from my computer or desk without locking them then I could be fired. That would be a major issue if confidential things I handle got into the wrong hands.
From Santana: I'm waiting in my office
I only get to glance at the latest text when I arrive at Santana's office. I take a deep breath and fix my hair and smooth out my clothes before opening the door. If Santana is looking hot then I don't want to look a mess compared to her. I know it's just sex but the more we do it, the more I want to make sure the passion is still there and it's not just a chore to pass the time.
"Hi" Santana says seductively as she looks over at me as I close the door behind myself.
"Hey" I smile. The sight in front of me is the sexiest sight I've ever saw. Santana is lounging on her couch with her feet up on it with her legs crossed at the ankles. She is also wearing no more clothes than the picture she sent. She has her hair down over her shoulders and her makeup done perfectly.
"Did you like the picture?" she asks me with a smirk.
"Loved it" I smirk back. "I am quite enjoying the live scenes I'm seeing right now though" I point out as I walk over to her.
"I do aim to please" she tells me as she gets up and puts her arms around me. She kisses me before turning us around and pushing me down on the couch. "Your turn" she smiles before straddling my lap.
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*Wednesday 4th March 2020*
Work has been quite hectic so far today so I'm glad I'm finally on a break now. I'm currently at lunch with Mercedes, Tina and Quinn. We did ask if Santana would like to join us but apparently, she has no time to socialise during working hours. I did point out that she and I often take breaks during working hours to do more than eat but as usual, it was not best received. I think I might stop by her favourite coffee shop on my way back to work and get her coffee and a pastry to see if that'll cheer her up and perhaps make up for not coming to lunch with us.
"So, we're all lucky to have the day off work today apart from you Brittany so how's your day been so far?" Quinn asks me as we start eating.
"Busy as usual but the business is doing great so I can't complain and neither can Santana" I smile.
"Speaking of my best friend, how are things going between the two of you?" Quinn asks. I know what she means but I'm not playing games.
"Santana and I always have a great working relationship" I say with a shrug.
"You know fine well Quinn does not mean at work" Mercedes states.
"My personal life is my business, not any of yours" I tell the 3 of them. I know they mean well but this is all down to me so if I fuck up then it's my fault. I thought we had cleared the air somewhat the other day when they said they won't interfere anymore.
"We're just worried about you Brittany" Mercedes tells me honestly.
"I know but don't be because I know Santana would never feel anything for me so I'm not going to allow myself to feel anything because I know it'll never amount to anything" I state.
"I still get the feeling you like her though even though you know you can't have her" Tina points out.
"I like her as a person and a boss but that's as far as it goes" I assure them.
"We don't believe you honey" Mercedes sighs. "We've seen the way you look at her and there is no way it can all end well" she tells me.
"You're wrong. You're all wrong" I say seriously. "Santana and I are just young and having fun. When we do meet the right person then we'll end our little secret rendezvouses" I shrug.
"I love my best friend, I do, but I don't want you to get hurt either. Santana isn't into relationships at the moment so if you feel like you're falling for her then you need to stop what you're doing" Quinn tells me.
"I'm not falling for Santana and Santana isn't falling for me so let's all drop this" I say, getting tired of them trying to meddle in my business with Santana.
"We just…"
"Is this the only reason you invited me to lunch?" I question. "Did you all just want to interfere in my business again and tell me to stop sleeping with my boss?" I ask annoyed.
"We just want to make sure you know what you're getting yourself into" Mercedes sighs.
"I know what I'm doing so drop it or I'll leave" I state.
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"Coffee and a pastry for you" I say to Santana as I place the coffee in front of her at her desk and throw the pastry down with a slight bit of aggression.
"Uh…thank you" Santana glares at me as a flake of pastry flies towards her face.
"I'm sorry, I'm just so riled up right now" I groan while throwing myself to her couch while putting my feet up.
"I never fucking asked you to get me a coffee and a pastry from what looks like my favourite coffee shop" she says as she admires the paper bag the pastry is in. "You don't get to be pissed at having to get me something to eat when I never fucking asked for it" she tells me.
"Relax, I'm not pissed at you" I state. "I shouldn't have put the pastry down like that but I'm just so angry right now" I sigh.
"What's going on?" Santana asks as she picks up her treats and brings them over to the couch where she lifts up my feet and sits down before placing my legs over her lap.
"You don't want to know" I say while groaning loudly.
"I know I don't but I asked you so that means I still require an answer from you" she states as she sips her coffee before biting into her pastry.
"I'm just back from lunch with my so-called friends and it was so frustrating. I got 3 or 4 verses of 'you and Santana are making a mistake' with a couple of choruses of 'you'll only get hurt' in between" I explain.
"Oh, for fucks sake" Santana groans loudly while throwing her head back in frustration. "Don't they understand the words 'privacy' and 'not your business'."
"Evidently not" I say while shaking my head. "You and I know what we're doing so I wish they would just leave us alone and if we fuck up then it's on us not them" I add.
"I think we should just forget about them" Santana shrugs. "Any time we're hanging out with them, we just need to warn them we won't tolerate any mention of us hooking up and we'll walk out if they try to convince us to stop. If they want to be our friends and truly care for us then they need to promise to stay out of it."
"Exactly" I nod in agreement.
"Thanks for the pastry by the way" she tells me as she leans forward and holds it in front of my face so I can take a bite.
Santana's POV
*Saturday 7th March 2020*
Brittany and I arrived at the hotel last night for the fashion show and it's been so far so good. We arrived at the hotel and then grabbed some dinner before the weekend finally kicked off. There was a show last night which was quite good and had some lovely pieces even though I don't like to admit that. There is another show on right now that we're watching but personally, I don't find the clothes as good as last night. I also don't find the show as good as last night because it doesn't seem to be as well put together as I've seen before.
"Your clothes are so much better than these" Brittany whispers to me. The way she says it and the seriousness in her voice makes me realise she isn't just buttering me up or trying to flirt, she's serious. I mean I'm a confident person and I love my designs but I'm a novice when it comes to adult fashion so it does mean something when she thinks I'm as good if not better than these other fashion lines.
"Thanks" I smile at her.
"The whole show doesn't seem very good either. I mean just look at the…" she interrupts herself talking by bursting into laughter.
"Brittany" I say surprised.
"I'm sorry but that was so funny" she says as everyone is looking at us in disgust, wondering where the laughter is coming from. "I know it's so unprofessional of me but did you see her face when she fell?" she says laughing.
"I did" I say, unable to stop myself from laughing. One of the models has just took a little stumble right off the stage because of the height of the heel on her shoes. Everyone else is acting like it never happened to allow the girl to keep her dignity but Brittany can't seem to give her the same courtesy.
"You find it funny yourself, clearly" Brittany tells me.
"I know but it's you I'm surprised about. I thought you would be a little more sympathetic about her falling because you seem like that kind of person who would be more sensitive to people's misfortunes" I shrug.
"Maybe I've changed then" she shrugs back at me. "Maybe I'm just spending too much time with my boss that I'm learning from her and picking up little bits of her personality" she adds.
"You don't want to be like me" I shake my head. "You're perfect the way you are" I smile.
"I always like your funny side" she smiles at me.
"I'm not being funny Brittany, you are perfect" I say seriously.
"Uh…thanks" she replies embarrassed.
"I never lie so take that as a compliment because it's very true" I state.
"If I had to say anyone was perfect then I'd say it was you" Brittany replies. I just look at her and shake my head because I'm far from perfect. "I'm not a liar either" she says, looking at me with sincerity in her eyes.
"Thank you" I whisper while momentarily squeezing her hand. "Hey, they're taking a break now so maybe we could take this as an opportunity to slip away and head back upstairs to my hotel room. I'll order us some drinks to take upstairs" I say after a moment of silence falls upon us.
"Sounds good" she smiles. We then leave the fashion show and head upstairs. I order drinks for us from the bar and then we take them up to my hotel room. We kick our shoes off and climb onto the bed with our drinks.
"Oh, Quinn has text me" I say as I check my phone.
"Is she missing you" Brittany teases.
"No, she's just checking in with me and seeing how the fashion show is going" I shrug before texting my best friend back.
"You seem really close to Quinn and it seems like you can open up to her and talk about feelings so why do you never express your feelings to anyone else or even admit you do have feelings?" she asks me curiously.
"I never said I don't have feelings because I do feel things. I just don't like to talk about them when they're not relevant" I say honestly. I come across as a cold person sometimes but I'm not completely numb because I'm human. I just don't see the point in talking about how I feel all the time when it's not appropriate.
"If you're worried about opening up to people in case they judge you then I can assure you, I wouldn't do that. I'd like you to be able to open up to me because as much as we know each other, I don't really know you" Brittany tells me.
"It's not really about worry; I'm just not so much of a person who talks about personal things" I shrug. "Honestly, if I had to open up to anyone besides Quinn then I guess you could do" I admit.
"What has made you the strong person you are today?" she asks me curiously. "I know I don't have the balls to be so powerful and start up my own business like you have" she adds.
"Honestly, I haven't always been like this" I say. "The more my business has grown then the more brutal I can be sometimes because I have power nowadays."
"Ok" she nods.
"I always wanted to run my own business so I always had a passion in that sense but I think I got most of my drive from my childhood. I was always into fashion and things like that hence the reason I design clothes now but most of my motivation to actually put my dreams into motion was due to my childhood" I say honestly.
"From what I hear, I thought you had a great family life growing up" she says frowning in confusion. She has met my parents and siblings before so she can see we're all close.
"I did and my family was great. I didn't mean my childhood in that sense, I meant at school and things like that" I explain. "I was bullied at school" I admit. I don't know why I'm telling her this right now but I am.
"That sucks. I was bullied too and it's awful how often kids are treated like that" she says sympathetically.
"I didn't necessarily fit in with certain groups because no one knew where to put me. My background is mixed and for some reason the school I went to had very distinct groups" I say. "The white kids never mixed with the kids of colour and I sort of wasn't part of either of those."
"I know what you're saying. It didn't happen at my school but I do understand how awful kids can be sometimes" she tells me. "I actually think it's partly the parents' fault because they bring up these kids in a way that they don't understand everyone is different."
"Exactly" I nod. "I felt awful as a kid because of it so I promised myself when I got older, I would be my own person and do what I want to do and not let anyone hold me back. I can be a bitch sometimes but that's only because I feel I need to defend myself all the time" I admit.
"It's horrible being bullied but at the same time, it shapes us to be who we are and we shouldn't apologise for that. You're mighty talented Santana and I'm probably more mediocre but I still got hired by the best fashion designer in North America so that says something about me" she smiles.
"I would say in the world, not North America" I joke.
"I didn't want to stroke your ego too much" she winks at me.
"Seriously though, I'm who I am because of what I've been through" I state.
"You are and it's nothing to be ashamed of. Although I would like to get to know more of you sometimes instead of you holding up these walls all the time" she tells me.
"One of the reasons Quinn and I are so close is because we've always had one another to lean on. Quinn used to be bullied at school too. Her parents worked hard so they had decent salaries so she was picked on for that" I say. Her parents weren't ones to show off with their money but they did like to treat Quinn now and again so sometimes she would turn up at school in a new little dress and the rest of us are wearing shoes that have seen better days.
"I appreciate that but I'd like to be just as close sometimes" she tells me honestly. "I know we're just messing around but if we are this comfortable to be able to have sex then why can't we be a little more open with one another?" she asks.
"It's not that easy for me so I'd rather you didn't push it anymore tonight" I say seriously.
"I won't, don't worry" she smiles at me. "I will break down that wall though at some point and you will let me in, I can feel it" she adds.
"Things are becoming too deep again so can we move on please?" I ask, slightly embarrassed. I hate talking about certain things with anyone but Quinn especially if they involve my feelings.
"We definitely can" Brittany says before leaning in to kiss me softly. I kiss her back and for a few minutes, that's all we need to do right now because the conversation was becoming heavy so we want to just settle back into what we do best together.
"I don't know why I'm saying this and don't read too much into it but I appreciate you Brittany" I say as I pull away from her lips for a second.
"You're my favourite person in the world right now" she says as she leans her forehead against mine. "Don't take that the wrong way though" she points out.
"I think I know what you're saying" I say as I throw my leg over Brittany to straddle her. I then lean in and kiss her again. We kiss for some time before she sits up slightly making me sit up with her.
"Uh…wait" Brittany says hesitantly as she pulls away from me.
"What's wrong?" I sigh.
"We used my last condom last night" she tells me.
"It's ok" I smile. "I'm on birth control so we don't need it" I say as I pull her closer to me again.
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Brittany and I must have fallen asleep in my bed after our little moment of passion because I've just woken up and Brittany is lying really close to me. She seems to be sound asleep but I've just woken up from a noisy hotel guest in the room to the left. Brittany's room is to the right of mine so I know it's not coming from there so I can only assume it's the rude guest to the left making all of the noise.
"Hey" Brittany smiles at me as she soothingly rubs my back. I've clearly woken her up by moving around the bed when I got woken up.
"Uh…sorry" I say nervously as I move my arms from around Brittany and my head from her chest.
"It's my fault" Brittany shrugs as she removes her arm from under my neck. "I had my arm around you so you've probably just slipped into my embrace."
"Do you want another drink?" I ask as I leap out of bed. Things usually aren't this awkward between us after sex so what the fuck is going on. I can't believe it but I actually think I feel something right now. Usually I just feel satisfied after a night of passion but I feel more than that right now.
"No thank you, I'm good" Brittany smiles at me. Ok, I am officially drunk this evening because I feel like I'm sort of melting inside at that smile.
"Yeah, I suppose I don't need any more liquor tonight" I shrug.
"I should actually be getting back to my hotel room now" Brittany says as she gets out of bed and starts getting dressed.
"You don't have to. You could stay here tonight" I suggest. Fuck, my mouth opened before my brain registered what I said.
"No offence, but I'm kinda worn out tonight" she tells me.
"I didn't mean to have sex. I just meant to sleep" I shrug.
"There's only one bed though so where would you sleep?" she asks me curiously.
"We can sleep in the bed together" I say and she smirks at me. "Don't get ahead of yourself. I just think it would be easier for you to stay than have to take all your things back to the other room. It's not like I'm desperate for you to sleep next to me because I can do without that" I tell her.
"Ok" Brittany smiles. "I'll stay the night" she nods.
"Ok" I say, feeling myself smiling back even though I don't want to smile because that will just boost Brittany's ego thinking she makes me smile.
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*Saturday 14th March 2020*
After my weekend away at the fashion show, I decided that maybe I should do something like that with a few of my new adult lines. My kids' lines are very popular and I wouldn't really want to put kids through having to strut up and down a runway but it wouldn't hurt to showcase my adult lines. I had Brittany on hand to help me set this whole thing up and everything was coming on brilliantly until half an hour ago. One of the girls that was walking for me has just pulled out because she had too much to drink last night so fell and now has a broken ankle.
"I'm a model down so jump in Brittany" I state as I get things going behind the scenes.
"No thank you. You do it" she frowns at me.
"I can't do it. That's a bit pretentious is it not?" I reply. I'm not walking in my own fashion show for everyone to think I'm an arrogant bitch.
"Since when has that ever stopped you?" she laughs. I'm not amused by that comment at all even if there is a slight element of truth in what she's saying.
"Don't talk to your superior like that" I warn her.
"I'm telling you now Santana, I'm not doing it" she shakes her head at me. Man, I am getting frustrated right now.
"If I'm asking you to step in then I expect you to step in" I state.
"I respect you Santana but I work in accounts so I won't be modelling for you. It's not part of my job so you can forget it" she tells me.
"You work for me so you do as I say" I tell her seriously.
"That's fair enough but modelling is a step too far. I'm not prancing around a stage and doing something I'm not comfortable with" she states.
"You are the hottest model I have here so do it, please" I state. All the other models turn around at look at me questioningly. "That was a little loud, wasn't it?" I say.
"Just a tad Santana, just a tad" Brittany laughs. "It is such a Santana thing to do though and basically tell your whole workforce they're ugly."
"I didn't mean it like that…actually you know what, I did" I laugh. I'm not ashamed to say it but the fashion show was a little bit last minute so I could fit everything in so I didn't perhaps take my time and audition many models so I probably could have picked some hotter girls.
"Santana!" Brittany says outraged but laughing at the same time. "You'll have no models left if you carry on like this" she adds.
"Look, come here" I say while pulling her to the side so we can talk in private. "I really want to pull off this fashion show because it's my first one so please help me out" I say.
"I'd do anything to help you normally but strutting about in a fashion show is just not for me. You can laugh at me if you want but I'm too self-conscious for that" she tells me seriously.
"I won't laugh at you" I assure her. "I'm not saying this because I need help, I'm saying this because I mean it. You are hot Brittany and you shouldn't be self-conscious in a situation like this. Like I wouldn't pressure you into it but I would be really grateful" I smile.
"I really don't like you sometimes Santana Lopez" she groans while marching over to the wardrobe area. "Ok, what am I wearing?" she asks.
"Does this mean you're doing it?" I ask.
"Yes" she sighs. "I don't know why I'm giving in to you but I am" she tells me.
"I'll make it up to you later. Come to my place when we finish and I really will make this worth your while. I promise" I say seriously.
"Ok" she smiles at me.
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*Monday 23rd March 2020*
Brittany hasn't been at work for the last week. She took some time off to go on vacation and ended up going on a little girl's trip with some friends and family. Tina and Mercedes were going as were her two sisters and some other people I have never heard of before. Allegedly I have heard their names and all about them before but I'm sure I haven't.
Things haven't exactly been easy for me recently without Brittany but I'm not going to tell her that. The truth is she is my best employee so she really has helped my business grow so without her here things have been a little hectic. Don't get me wrong, I am coping without her. Things just aren't running as smoothly because I need to do everything myself.
I'm just going through some of my emails when I see one from the accounting and finance department. It's the weekly report as to where our finances stand at the moment so I open it up to read it to see how things are. I took Brittany's advice recently so I am cutting back on some expenses so I'm hoping things will look good in the report. As soon as I open it up, I see Jack's name at the bottom of the report which isn't a surprise since Brittany isn't here. I start to read through the information but I honestly can't make head nor tail of it which pisses me off. I get up from my desk and make my way to Jack's desk.
"Jack, what the fuck is wrong with you?" I ask angrily. "This report makes zero sense to me" I add.
"I did what you asked Ms Lopez" he replies nervously as he walks towards me.
"Man, this was a bad time for Brittany to be on vacation" I sigh. "Brittany would never give me a report like this. She wrote it appropriately so I could understand all the numbers but this is just a mess" I tell my employee.
"No disrespect Ms Lopez but I'm always the one who writes the reports and this is no different. I email a copy to Brittany and when she gives me the green light, I then email it to you. She doesn't write them up anymore and hasn't done for the last few months. All she does is read them to check them over and then lets me send it to you" he tells me.
"Well this one is different then" I state.
"It's really not Ms Lopez" Jack assures me.
"Are you talking back to me?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Sorry, Ms Lopez" he apologises.
"Just get back to your desk. I don't want to talk to you anymore" I say harshly. Jack nods and then heads back to his desk.
"Ok, that was harsh" Quinn states, walking over to me.
"Where the fuck did you come from Fabray?" I ask surprised. I'm not going to lie; I did get a little fright because I didn't expect her to be here. I'm at work and she doesn't work for me so what is she doing here in the middle of the day.
"I just got here and I thought we could catch up" she shrugs.
"Come on, let's go to my office" I say and she quickly follows me.
"Are you missing Brittany?" Quinn asks as I close the door behind us.
"Do you think she's sleeping with other people?" I ask worriedly, not answering my best friend's question.
"What does it matter if she was because I thought you two were just fun?" Quinn points out.
"We are just fun but if she sleeps with other people and me at the same time then that's just gross" I shrug.
"I know I'm meant to stay out of this but you're going to get hurt in this because it won't end well. People in situations like this never come away unscathed" she tells me.
"I'm not doing this with you Quinn" I warn her. "Either leave or change the subject please" I add.
"Ok, fine. Let's talk about vacations. If you could go on vacation sometime soon, where would you go or what would you do if you had some time off?" Quinn asks curiously.
"I think I would probably just spend my time in Brittany" I shrug.
"Ew, is that like some strange euphemism or something?" she asks in disgust. "Although it doesn't exactly make sense because…"
"What...wait no" I shake my head when I realise what she thought I meant. "I meant Brittany as in the region of France. One of my friends from college lives there and I think it would be nice to see her again and hang out because we haven't seen each other in years. She has a family now so flying over here at the drop of a hat isn't feasible anymore and I'm just too busy to leave my company for too long" I explain.
"You have another friend?" Quinn teases me.
"She's obviously not my best friend like you are but we used to be close" I reply. I don't have many friends clearly and although Quinn is my best friend, I did have some close friends at college. Quinn and I didn't go to the same college so I struck up a bond with a few other people.
"Do you miss her?" she asks me.
"Miss is a strange word because it would be nice to see her again because we were close at one point but at the same time, I can live without her" I shrug. "I just think if I did have the luxury of time off then it might be nice to catch up with some friends" I add.
"Would you go to France alone or take a certain friend with you?" Quinn smirks at me.
"Brittany isn't my friend. We're colleagues" I state.
"What makes you think I meant Brittany. I could have easily been talking about me" she tells me.
"Whatever" I roll my eyes at my best friend.
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I'm just sitting at my desk working hard when I hear a slight noise behind me. Before I even get a chance to look over, I feel someone's presence right behind me and they place their hands over my eyes. I don't even get a chance to display my offence at their actions before they speak up.
"Guess who" Brittany says quietly.
"Oh my god" I say while quickly spinning around on my chair and getting up to hug Brittany tightly. I then pull away and lean in and kiss her passionately.
"I guess someone is glad to see me" Brittany smiles as she takes my hands and leads us over to the seating area where we sit down.
"You have no idea" I state. "I had no idea you were coming home so soon. I thought you still had a few days left on your vacation" I point out.
"We came home a little earlier than planned. It's not like we weren't having fun or something happened, it's just we had enough time there and just wanted a few days to relax at home before going back to work" she tells me.
"Why are you here right now then if you wanted to take a few days at home away from work?" I ask curiously.
"I guess I wanted to see some of my friends at work" she shrugs at me.
"So how are your friends?" I ask.
"Uh…good" she says hesitantly.
"You haven't spoken to any of them yet, have you?" I ask while smirking at her. She's came straight here to see me, hasn't she? The thing about seeing her friends is surely a cover up and she just wanted to see me.
"They were all busy when I got here so I didn't want to interrupt them" she shrugs.
"Whatever you say" I smirk at her.
"So, uh…dinner at mine tonight?" Brittany suggests.
"I don't care so much about the food but I'll definitely be at your place tonight" I shrug.
"Excellent" she smiles at me.
"You have no idea how much I have missed having sex with you" I say honestly as I walk over and lock my office door.
"Oh really?" Brittany laughs.
"I'm serious, it felt like the longest time ever when you were away" I admit as I straddle her lap. "Did you think about me at all when you were away?" I ask, looking away.
"Oh yes of course I did. I always think about work and my boss when I'm on vacation. It's all I can think about because I never need a break and some time away from work" she says sarcastically.
"I didn't mean as your boss" I glare at her.
"Santana, you and I are just hooking up like we always say we're doing so why would I think about you. This doesn't mean anything remember" she points out.
"I didn't mean it like that either" I sigh. "I meant did you think about me in terms of our deal. You don't hook up with other people when we're still hooking up because it's not appropriate to sleep with more than one person at the onetime" I explain.
"If you're asking if I slept with any girls when I was away then no I did not" she smiles at me. "You?" she asks curiously.
"I'm sitting on you right now so what do you think?" I ask. If I did have someone else then I wouldn't be so desperate to have Brittany right now, would I?
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*Friday 27th March 2020*
Today has been a tough day at work so far and it's not even because of work. I got some unbelievable news, maybe even life changing news, this morning. I just can't stop thinking about it and I don't know what to do. I have lost all concertation today which isn't like me at all. Usually when I have something on my mind, I can get a coffee and take a break for 5 minutes to talk myself out of thinking about it and then I'm good to go. Today though, it's just not going to work because of the magnitude of the news I'm carrying. I'm trying to look over this week's budget right now when Brittany quietly slips into my office. She is grinning like a Cheshire cat right now and I am just in no mood to handle that.
"Brittany…what are you doing here?" I ask Brittany with a sigh. She smirks at me as she walks over to me before kissing me and then removing her shirt.
"This is what I'm doing here" she tells me.
"Brittany…" I sigh again, trying to think of a way to put this delicately so I don't offend her since she's practically undressing in front of me. I really can't get intimate right now. The news is just weighing on my mind too much.
"Shush" she says while placing a finger on my lips before kissing me again.
"I can't do this today" I say as I pull away from her and stand up.
"What's wrong?" she frowns at me in confusion.
"It's just…" I really don't know how to say this right now. Usually I'm good with words and I just say it as I see it but I just can't believe what's going on right now so I'm sorta speechless.
"Santana, what's going on?" Brittany asks. It's clear she's totally confused by this whole thing right now.
"I'm pregnant, ok?" I sigh once more.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa…I'm sorry what now?" she asks me in absolute disbelief.
"I'm pregnant" I state.
What's going to happen now?
