CHAPTER 3
Back in their hotel room, Sam and Brittany were unpacking. Even though most of the others were only staying for the weekend, they had decided to stay for a week as they both needed a rest from work.
"Britt, why didn't you tell anyone about our engagement?" asked Sam as he came out of the ensuite.
"I don't know. It just didn't feel right." Brittany was half under the bed, trying to reach a bottle of shampoo that had rolled under there.
"I just felt like we needed a better time than just as everyone was arriving. I mean, why say it ten times when you can say it once, right? she explained, standing up quickly, having grabbed the bottle. Immediately, she dropped the bottle on the bed and ran into the bathroom where she proceeded to throw up. Sam followed her and held her hair out of the way for her.
"Are you okay, Britt?" he asked, concerned. It was probably just jet-lag. Brittany had never dealt well with flying.
"Yeah. It's just jet-lag." she muttered and coughed. She got up and went back out to the main room to put away the last of her clothes.
"So when are you going to tell them? I mean it's not like you can avoid it forever." he asked, laying down on the bed. Brittany lay beside him with her head on his chest.
"Tonight. I promise she said, closing her eyes. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Kitty came bounding in without waiting for and answer.
"Hey guys. Kurt just told me that we have to stay put in the hotel for a while because Rachel is going to a spa to relax which is near here." she said.
"Thanks Kitty. Umm...Brittany's not feeling well, jet-lag, so we're just going to chill here for a bit okay?" Sam replied, gently rubbing Brittany's back. Kitty nodded and quietly left the room.
"Do you want to watch a movie, Britt?" Sam asked and gave her a kiss.
"No. I just want to lie here and enjoy your company. I can't remember the last time we could do something like this." she murmured, wrapping her arms around him. In a moment she was asleep and looking so adorable that Sam couldn't bear to move her. So he pulled out his cell and called Blaine.
"Hey." Blaine answered on the first ring. He sounded out of breath.
"Sup, dude? Umm...could you come over here for a sec I kinda need your help. Sorry if I interrupted something." Sam whispered so as not to wake Brittany. Her job kept her busy and using a lot of energy all the time so he let her sleep when she could. Although she seemed to be sleeping an awful lot recently.
"No, you didn't interrupt anything, I just brought a heavy box into the function room. And sure. I'll be there in a sec." Blaine cut off the call and Sam had barely put his cell back down when Blaine came in.
"Hey. What did you want help with?" he whispered, seeing Brittany asleep.
"I don't want to move her, she gets so little sleep so I was just wondering if you could get my book from the table over there." Sam pointed. Blaine quickly grabbed it and then left the room to help Kurt with more decorating. It turned out Blaine and Kurt had no intentions of having just a little bit of decoration, they had brought hundreds of things and were steadily working on decorating the function room for the party.
Sam settled down to read his book while he waited for Brittany to wake up. But he couldn't concentrate for long. Brittany hadn't sounded convinced when she'd told him she just had jet-lag. Was it possible she was pregnant and not ready to tell him? Is that part of the reason she hadn't said anything about their engagement? Sam put the book down and thought about it. Soon, he was asleep too.