The Bodyguard -Brittana Fanfic

Chapter 5

Brittany stared down at the bathing suit in her hand, completely dumbfound, she still had no idea what to do. Her conscience was saying put down the bathing suit and back away from the hottie. The rest of her was saying, get as naked as possible and sit in a confined space with her asap!

She gave a frustrated sigh, maybe if she sat in the spa and didn't drink...or just one glass maybe that would be ok? Her day off started in less than an hour, she preferred not to drink at all when she was working the next day, not wanting anything to cloud her judgement. Although, it was her current employer asking her into the spa after all, she was paying her to spa with her. Oh jeez, like that was even a valid reason for getting in, she was on duty, she had to remain aware and able to act on anything that came her way.

With a frown, she placed the bathing suit down on Santana's shelf and walked into her room. At least she could be comfortable, the hot Californian nights were not fun in a suit. Closing the door she quickly threw on some denim shorts and a tank top, reattaching her phone and holster and made her way to the kitchen where she found Santana re-appearing from the wine cellar with a massive bottle of wine.

"That looks nothing like what I want you to be wearing right now Brittany, as amazing as you look in anything, for you, less is more" Santana said, eyeing Brittany and dispensing her signature smirk, as she placed the bottle of wine on the counter. Turning around she grabbed a bottle opener from the draw and started opening the bottle.

"I'm on duty, it's not a social call Santana," Brittany stated, trying to sound as authoritative as possible, at the same time, Santana's smirk was making her stomach do it's crazy acrobatic routine. Santana lifted an eyebrow as she took the top off of her bottle of wine and turned around to reach up behind her for a glass. Brittany's eyes trailed up and down Santana's back as she stretched out, more than was necessary, to grab two glasses from the shelf.

"Before you say anything, you finish work for me in less than an hour, so it can be a social call, this glass will have your name on it and so will the spa," Santana smiled at Brittany as she walked past her towards the spa.

Brittany rolled her eyes, out of sight of Santana and followed her towards the spa. Usually Brittany preferred to work seven days a week, especially in really serious cases like Santana's, but Santana had made it clear. Sundays she never left the house, she was a self professed shut in, usually practicing music, reading a script or entertaining friends. So she insisted that her bodyguard be allowed a day off, for their sanity and hers. Though an extra personal guard was assigned by the company, they tended to monitor the screens and the yards more so than Santana herself, as Brittany did. Santana had told Brittany she was more than welcome to make the house hers and use it as she wished on her day off, but she wasn't allowed to do anything that could be considered work.

Brittany originally thought this part of the agreement was crazy, but now found the idea kind of nice, but only after Santana agreeing that if she did have any special events or reasons to leave her house on Sundays, that Brittany would remain on duty as her bodyguard. Surprisingly, she found the idea of a day without Santana saddening, as annoying and cocky as the brunette was, the girl always made her smile. Being that this would be the first day they hadn't spent together since Brittany had started working for Santana, nearly a week ago, it would feel kind of weird, but knew it was definitely for the best. She really needed to work on her reactions to Santana's advances and her general inability to stop ogling the girl.

Santana turned on the patio lights and walked into the pool house to turn on the spa and the surround sound. Adele's soft voice echoed across the otherwise still night, Brittany, as always was impressed with her security company, she knew they were there, but unless you wanted them, they remained hidden and discreet.