Brittany's heart started to race when Santana told her she was hers. Her hands came up to rest on the girl's waist as she slid over on top of her. She met her eyes, listening as Santana told her how much she hated seeing her with Artie. That gave her a little rush of excitement, knowing Santana was jealous. "You really mean that?" She couldn't help still feeling a little insecure about it all.