Single Ladies (Brittana)

The Tour

Santana's POV

Just finishing the tour...
"And that's pretty much it" I smirk and give Brittany a quick wink.

The moment I saw her dancing in the end of year show case years ago on my annual trip to Juilliard to skope out performers for my new shows, Brittany S.Pierce has been at the top of my list.

I remember writing down her name and number after the performance and ever since that day I have been trying to find a show that involves dancing so that I can get hold of Brittany again.

The way she moves, so elegant and with ease. I could honestly watch her all day.

When a position finally came up for her to be the head choreographer  I got hold of her as quickly as I could.

I'm not out completely about being a lesbian but I'm sure Brittany wouldn't judge

"Oh and this is your caravan." I point to a caravan that says Ms Pierce on the door.

"Sometimes we shoot into the early hours of the morning and for safety purposes we give our cast and crew one each to crash for the night." I give her a cheezy smile.

"Feel free to customise how you please. Oh, but one thing uh Brittany. 1 rule. No sex in the caravans." I giggle and walk away leaving Brittany stunned.

I wanted to hint to Brittany that I think she's hot. Sure I don't know her that well and I'm not screaming that I'm a lesbian from the roof tops but I want to get to know her better. And who knows what this relationship could lead to.

Brittany's POV

"Thanks Mrs Lopez." I manage to yell quickly before she left my site.

I thought I'd done something wrong because Mrs Lopez turned around with a frown on her face.

She began to walk towards me. I could hear her black stilettos clicking against the hot concrete. "Call me Santana, Britt."

"Oh and I am a Miss, I'm not married." She added with another wink!

Is she flirting with me?! I mean I guess I don't mind. I was bi-sexual in college and stuff. Me and Artie aren't married anyways so I guess we aren't that serious.

Santana is smokin' hot though. I'm pretty sure she could turn any straight girl gay.

Her black hair that flows down her back in lose curls. Her toned legs. He dark brown eyes. She's pretty much perfect.

Wait!!! Okay I need to stop I have Artie. I should really stop thinking of my BOSS in this way.

Oh crap I think Iv been starring for a while because now she's looking at me funny.

She leans in closely to whisper in my ear. I can smell her sweet perfume and can feel her hot breath against my skin. I roll my eyes back in delight.

"I can show you in your caravan if you want." She whispers just loud enough so that only we could hear.

I subtly look around to see if anyone can see us. I take a step back and grab her hand casually. "Let's go then, we can talk more about each other's lives and get to know each other better!"

I try and make it sound casual and relaxed but I couldn't help myself. I yanked her inside the caravan gently of course and can't wait to see what's going to happen.