October 30, 5:30am
Brittany's alarm, which she recently changed to 'Circle of Life' from The Lion King, echoes through the bedroom, jolting me awake. It's been a week since she changed it, and it scares the shit out of me faithfully every morning. I sigh and snuggle closer to her as my eyes flutter closed again and she begins to rub my arm slowly.
"Good morning." She whispers after reaching over me to turn her alarm off. She then begins to pepper kisses to my forehead before landing on my lips.
"Good morning, honeybee." I smile as my eyes open and focus on her.
"Good morning, Mr. Bash." She then adds while lifting the covers and winking at my stomach. Sebastian, who has been waking up and moving with us every morning starts to kick, his way of saying good morning, when Brittany starts to rub my stomach. She slides down and lifts my t-shirt to blow a raspberry on my stomach, which sends Sebastian into overdrive and he starts kicking like crazy, making her blush and laugh.
"You two are best friends already." I tell her as she lays back next to me and connects our lips again.
"I love him so much." Brittany smiles. "My two favorite people in the world, are right here."
"I love you too, we love you too." I tell her before kissing her again. "Hop in the shower and I'll iron your shirt for you, I didn't get a chance to last night." I add as I get out of bed. "I'll make you a light breakfast too."
"You don't have to do all that, baby." Brittany states while getting out of bed herself.
"It's fine." I smile while grabbing her Halloween outfit off the closet door, a pair of tight, black fitted pants, and a white button up blouse with pumpkins, bats, and candy corn all over it. Brittany is that dorky teacher that dresses up for every holiday, it's so cute. Last year for Christmas she wore a green sweater that had all her students names in glitter ornaments, cutest outfit ever.
"Should I make the bed or are you going back to sleep when I leave?" Brittany asks.
"Can you strip the bed actually?" I ask. "I'm going to do some laundry today, so I'll change the sheets."
Brittany nods. "Take it easy today, you've been working non stop, and we were up late last night."
"I will." I tell her as I leave the room and head to the laundry room to steam her clothes quickly for her.
Brittany got home late from work since she stayed after to decorate her classroom for Halloween, she got home around 8pm, with 4 bags of groceries, with supplies to make caramel apples and cupcakes for her students. After I made her a plate of the dinner I cooked, a simple chicken and pasta dish, I helped her make treats for her students. We finished everything about midnight, after making 100 caramel apples, and 200 cupcakes; which were chocolate with orange dream butter cream frosting, with little bat and pumpkin sprinkles.
I yawn as I shuffle through the living room, tripping over Brownie's toy. "Brownie!" I sigh while kicking it to the corner. She comes running over and jumps on me instantly. I smile and rub behind her ears. "Your rubber corn on the cob almost killed me." She stares at me blankly as Chef comes running over, wanting his share of attention as well. I set Brittany's clothes on the couch and pick him up and rub his back and stomach. "I'll get you two breakfast in a few minutes." I tell them while putting Chef back down and walking to the laundry room.
"Brit is such a dork." I laugh while ironing her blouse and staring at the festive print. "Nope, she's a sexy goddess." I nod in confirmation. "I married a sexy ass woman." I repeat to myself. "She's graceful, she's poised, she's has the body of a model." I start to list as Brittany comes running naked in the laundry room, suds on her chest and legs, and a few on her butt and back, she grabs a face wash cloth and winks exaggeratedly at me, she then trips over her own feet, and falls into the wall; she starts laughing loudly while snorting before kissing me on the cheek and running back out of the room.
"Naked lady on the move, no time to play!" I hear her yell to Brownie and Chef, who are barking and clearly running with her.
I shake my head. "Ok, so she's a sexy dork." I shrug. "I can live with that."
After I finish ironing I take Brittany's clothes to the bedroom and hang them on the door. I hear her singing at the top of her lungs from the cracked bathroom door, or should I say rapping.
And he ill, he real, he might got a deal
He pop bottles and he got the right kind of bill
He cold, he dope, he might sell coke
He always in the air, but he never fly coach
He a motherfucking trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship
When he make it drip, drip kiss him on the lip, lip
That's the kind of dude I was lookin' for
And yes you'll get slapped if you're lookin' hoe
I know when Brit is rapping in the shower,she'll be in there for a while, so I grab the ball of sheets from her stripping the bed and take them to the laundry room.
I go to the kitchen and take my prenatal vitamins; I scan the fridge as a light bulb goes off in my head. I decide to make Brit candy corn waffles. I whip up three batches of batter, I add yellow, orange, and white food coloring and ladle them in order on the waffle iron. I pull out a skillet and lay some turkey bacon in, and scramble a few eggs. Once the waffles are done, I cut them into wedges and slide them on a plate for Brit, adding two strips of turkey bacon, and her scrambled eggs.
"I smell waffles!" Brittany screeches as she walks in the kitchen, looking oh so adorable with her orange high top Converse sneakers and her hair in a bun on top of her head.
"Have breakfast." I wink at her while setting her plate on the counter.
"Whoa, it's candy corn." She smiles. "So awesome." She nods while high fiving me as I set the maple syrup I warmed up on the counter for her as well.
"I thought you would like it." I tell her. "I'm going to put some pants on so I can help you carry the cupcakes and apples to your truck."
"Have breakfast with me first." Brittany smiles while sliding her plate in front of the seat next to her and getting another plate for herself.
After we eat, I toss on a sweatshirt and some sweats so I can help Brittany load up her truck. "Is someone going to help you at school?" I ask her.
"I'll grab a cart at school or have a coworker help me." She smiles as I hand her briefcase over and hug her.
"Thank you for breakfast and for helping me make treats last night." Brittany smiles while hugging me back and pressing her lips to mine. "You're the best."
"You're welcome." I shrug. "I love how much you do for your students."
"Take it easy today." She states while kissing me on the forehead. "Go lay down, at least for an hour. I checked your calendar and you're free today."
"I need to start making stuff for Puck's Halloween party tomorrow." I tell her as my brain goes into overdrive with all the stuff I need to do to get ready for the party.
"No, I'll help you tomorrow morning with everything." Brittany shakes her head. "I know you're going to make the bed first and probably put a load of clothes in the wash, but stretch out on the couch at least."
"Ok, have a good day at work." I tell her before kissing her again and heading back up to the penthouse.
11am
Brownie has finally mastered fetch, and that's all she wants to play now. So while Chef attempted to get Lord Tubbs to play with him, Brownie and I played fetch for almost 30 minutes when I realized that I didn't make Brittany a lunch today. Luckily, I'm already dressed so I head to the kitchen and make her a grilled chicken breast sandwich, with a tomato, lettuce, and smothered in provolone cheese, that I cut in the shape of a pumpkin. I grab a bag of Cheetos, a jello cup, and citrus green tea for her, I add a few cookies I made the other day and head down to my car.
I make the drive to her school in record time, check my hair and make up, grab her lunchbox and walk in the school. I have the secretary wait until Brittany's class is over before I have her paged to the office. She comes walking in the office a few minutes later, looking so adorable with a pencil in her ear.
"Santana." She states frantically while rushing over to me and grabbing my stomach. "What's wrong? Is Bash ok?
"Sebastian is fine." I smile and kiss her on the cheek, quickly since we are at her place of employment. "I forgot to make you a lunch this morning, so I brought you lunch." I tell her while holding up her lunchbox.
"Sweet." Brittany smiles as her eyes twinkle and she grabs my hand. "We can eat in my classroom."
I follow Brittany to her classroom, smiling every time one of her students would happily wave to her or high five her as we walked past them. "You are just little Miss Popularity here." I smile.
Brittany blushes and shakes her head while opening her classroom door for her and locking it behind her, I watch her close the blinds and motion for me to sit down in the leather chair behind her desk. She twirls the chair around and leans down to kiss me deeply before tucking a strand of hair behind my ear and kissing me on the forehead.
She then hops on her desk and opens the lunch box. "Did you bring yourself something to eat?"
I nod shyly. "Yeah, I was going to invite you for a picnic in the car."
"Well, we can have a picnic in here you'll be more comfortable." Brittany tells me while handing me one of the sandwiches.
"Do your kids like the treats?" I ask her while taking a bite.
Brittany opens the tea and takes a long sip before handing it to me. "Yeah, they are going quick, each student gets a caramel apple, and the cupcakes are a bonus." She smiles.
"Cool." I nod. "If I had a teacher like you in school, I would have loved that class."
"Want to see me in action?" Brittany smirks. "Hang around until the end of the day. I have 2 more classes and a free period after lunch."
"Seriously? Can I do that?" I ask her while eating a few of her Cheetos.
"Yeah, you can see my freshmen classes." Brittany smiles.
"I would love to see you teach." I reply excitedly.
"You look really cute today." She states after a few minutes of silence.
I look down at my jeans, white sweater, and Uggs. "Thanks."
"I like when you do the whole messy bun thing." She smiles. "And you have on your glasses today, so it's a double bonus."
I laugh and blush. "Thanks, honeybee."
Brittany pops the last bite of her sandwich in her mouth and rubs her stomach. "Awesome lunch, and good call on the pumpkin cut out." She adds before she gives me the thumbs up. "I'm going to run to the vending machine and get you a bottle of water, be right back."
Brittany comes back a few moments later and hands me two bottles of water. "Thank you." I tell her as she grabs a stool from the corner of her classroom and sets it by me.
"You can put your feet up, if you need to." She tells me while cleaning up our lunch and and throwing it away as her students start to pile in the classroom.
"Seats everyone, grab a caramel apple from the table in the back first." Brittany smiles while sitting on her desk and crossing her legs. I sit back and watch students greet her as they walk in, a few fist bump her, some high five her, others wave, and one quickly hugs her. The main thing I notice is that each student walks in with a huge smile, none of them look unimpressed by class, or looked like they remotely dreaded class.
"Happy Halloween!" She smiles excitedly to her students, they respond back. "We have a special guest in class, my wife Santana, is going to join us today." Brittany announces while pointing to me and winking.
"Congrats on the baby." Someone shouts.
"Thank you." I smile while unconsciously placing my hands on my stomach.
"Ok, so everyone got their treat?" Brittany asks while looking around at her students. "Awesome." She states when she notices they all have a caramel apple on their desk. "Today's assignment was to prepare a Halloween haiku." Brittany states while opening her desk drawer and pulling out a piece of orange chalk. She scribbles haiku on the board. "Who wants to go first, and prove to my wife I actually teach when I'm here." Brittany laughs while glancing at me.
"Hey." I smile and glare at her playfully.
"I'll go." A boy states while standing up quickly.
"Awesome, thanks DJ." Brittany smiles while jogging over and turning off the lights in the classroom, she then turns on a lamp she has in the classroom, showcasing an orange spot light. "Come on up to the spotlight." Brittany encourages while sitting back on her desk as the boy walks up and stands under the light. "Let's hear what you came up with."
DJ clears his throat and glances at me, I swear he winks at me, but I'm not entirely sure.
Bright, orange, white, flicker...
Two black eyes, one dark mouth viewed,
I'm the flame inside
"Good job." Brittany smiles at him. "Grab a cupcake, who's next?" She scans the classroom. "Rian, you're up."
Rian sighs and stands up slowly, smooths out her dress and saunters up to the light while rolling her eyes. She gets to the spotlight and pulls the gum out of her mouth and begins to recite her haiku.
Tonight's Halloween
monsters are walking the street.
Witches and demons.
Brittany thinks for a moment before nodding her head. "Good job, cupcake and take your seat. Who's next?" Almost every kid raises their hand and I, even though I'm not the teacher, swell in pride for Brittany her students clearly love this class, and are eager to participate, could be for the cupcake, but I think they really enjoy the lesson. "Hasaam." Brittany points with a smile.
Hasaam walks up and blushes the entire time while glancing at Brittany.
Witches on broomsticks,
Jack-O-Lanterns with eyes lit,
Vampires and werewolves
"Another good one." Brittany beams.
We listen to another 5 or 6 students, all of which sound great to me.
"You guys are pros." Brittany tells them as she hops off her desk. "I'll collect these and get them back to you on Monday morning. Why don't we impress Santana and write some haikus on food, since she's a chef."
"You don't have to do that Brit." I say quickly.
"Why don't you start us off, Santana?" Brittany laughs.
"Seriously?" I rush out while raising an eyebrow at Brittany.
"Marley, can you explain what a haiku is to Santana." Brittany asks while walking up and down the aisles and collecting their assignments.
"A haiku is an unrhymed three-line poem" Marley explains.
"Exactly." Brittany nods. "If it's a little longer, then each verse is three lines." She adds. "Martin, what's the pattern we used to write our Halloween haikus?"
"Um, the first line is um, five syllables, the second line is seven syllables, and the third line is five syllables again." He mumbles.
"Good job." Brittany nods while setting the stack of papers on her desk.
"Why don't you demonstrate first, Mrs. Pierce." I smile.
"Gladly, we are doing food, soooo..." Brittany pauses while tapping her chin in thought. "Got it."
I smell your garden
Simmering in my soup bowl.
I taste your passion.
"Wanky." I mumble to myself as a huge smile crossing my face. "Impressive." I think for a minute.
Flavor symphony
Best shared with friends and lovers,
Touching tongues and hearts
"You two totally want to screw right now." A boy laughs, which causes me to cough slightly while glancing at Brittany, who plays it cool and turns to face the student.
"Jason, you're volunteering? Awesome, come on up." Brittany tells him.
Jason stands up and walks to the spotlight. "Name a fruit Mrs. P."
"Santana?" Brittany motions to me.
"Watermelon." I say quickly.
Jason thinks for a moment.
Watermelon seeds
Spit from a sticky red smile
Mighty black missiles
"Good job." Brittany tells him. "Take a seat and keep inappropriate comments to yourself." She smiles.
"Got it." He nods. "If my wife was a MILF, I would think about her garden all day too." I over hear him say to another boy, who fist bumps him.
I cross my legs and try not to let my facial expressions give way to what I'm thinking. Brittany glances at me briefly and smiles softly. "Arielle, you're up." Arielle walks to the spotlight and smiles. "Yell out some food items." She tells the class.
"Ketchup!" A girl screeches.
"Ok." Brittany laughs. "Hit it."
Arielle rocks on her heels while she thinks for a moment.
Really. No ketchup?
How can this be possible?
A pantry staple.
I laugh at the haiku and clap.
"Yao, let's go." Brittany calls the next student to the spotlight as she sits back on her desk, as he walks to the spotlight Brittany picks up a pad of paper on her desk and casually writes something on it and sets it back on her desk, she leans back on her elbow and slowly pushes the paper to me. "Yell out food items for him."
"Cake!"
"Yes!" Brittany says while lifting her hands in the air triumphantly. "The pressure is on Yao, you can't mess up a haiku about cake."
"Come on, Mrs. P." Yao laughs while he starts to think.
I glance at the note and smirk.
I absolutely want to do you right now, but I'll wait until we get home, in the mean time here's my haiku to you.
Wet kiss, tongues duelling
Her breasts heaving against me
Honey drips down thighs
XO Your honeybee *bzzzzz*
I cross my legs and think of something to write back as Yao starts his haiku.
Epic, epic fail.
I guess I'll have more cake, then.
Maybe not so bad.
Brittany jumps off her desk and claps loudly while bowing to Yao. "Awesome, awesome. awesome." She beams. "We have about 15 minutes left of class, so for extra credit, write out as many haikus about food as you can and set them on my desk before you leave, every correct haiku will count as one extra credit point towards next weeks test, with up to 5 points available." She explains while turning on the lights in her classroom.
She walks over by me with a smile. "You okay?"
"Yeah I am." I nod at her. "Do you want your seat back?"
"Nope, stay seated." She smiles. "I never sit behind my desk while teaching. I like to walk around."
I open my water and slide my note with my own haiku in it to her, which read.
A slip of my tongue.
Fleshy, origami folds
bid me welcome home.
Brittany scans the note quickly and I laugh to myself when her eyes widen. "A-anyone need help?" She asks her class while squeezing my shoulder and smiling at me before she starts walking up and down the aisles again, her eyes staying fixated on me the entire time.
8pm
"One huge order of buffalo chicken and bacon nachos." I smile while sitting next to Brittany on the couch and propping my feet up on the table.
"Oh my God, this looks amazing."
"I know right." I nod while picking up a chip and eating it. "Thanks for letting me hang out in your class today, it was so cool to see you in your element."
"Thank you for bringing me lunch, I loved having you in my class." Brittany replies while kissing me on the cheek.
"We didn't really decorate the penthouse for Halloween this year." I tell Brittany while stuffing more chips in my mouth as I glance around.
"True, last year we had the Halloween party here, so we went crazy on decorations, but we've just been busy this year I guess." Brittany replies while standing up to turn the lights out. She grabs the blanket from the side of the couch and tosses it on our legs, tapping my arm to get me to stop inhaling the nachos long enough to lift the platter off my lap so she could cover me up.
"Makes sense." I reply. "Well, we are spending Christmas in Lima, well kinda, so are we still decorating here this year?"
"We'll be back home from the catering gig in DC on Christmas Eve, and then we are going to the hospital and shelter Christmas Day, and heading to Lima the day after, that's up to you sweetheart, but I would love to still put up a tree and some lights." Brittany tells me. "If you aren't up to it, I can do it myself."
"Of course I want to Brit." I tell her quickly.
"Good." She smiles. "I'm going to get a glass of lemonade, will there be nachos left when I get back?" She laughs while grabbing a chip and heading to the kitchen, with Brownie close on her heels.
"If you get me a glass of lemonade too, there will be." I yell after her.
Brittany comes back with two glasses and a pitcher of lemonade and sets them on the table. "Chef, no." She states sternly when she sees Chef try to lick the pitcher.
"Hey, hey, hey what are you doing Chef?" I ask him. "You know better, get off the table." I add while clapping twice and watching him jump off the table and run over to and jump on my legs instead. "Stay off the table." I tell him as Brownie comes out of the kitchen and lays next to Brittany on the floor.
"Ready to get so scared you pee on yourself?" Brittany asks while snuggling close to me on the couch and lifting the remote to turn on a movie.
"Ummm, I don't know how to answer that." I laugh while handing her the platter of nachos and resting my head on her shoulder. Brittany kisses the top of my head and wraps her arm around me, resting her hand on my stomach while I continue to shovel nachos in my mouth.
The movie we rented sucked so we ended up watching American Horror Stories on Netflix, which was more entertaining, and had Brittany looking up if there was really a murder tour, because she wanted to go on it. I was in and out of sleep during the show, the nachos made me super sleepy apparently. I made it through 2 episodes before I was moving my feet off the table and on the length of the sectional and using Brittany's shoulder as a pillow so I could sleep more comfortably.
"Lay down on my lap." Brittany whispers to me while shifting me so I'm across her lap.
"What time is it?" I mumble out while wiggling to get comfortable as my eyes close.
"Almost 11pm." Brittany tells me while running her fingers through my hair a few times and starting to rub my back soothingly.
"Lay down with me." I breathe out.
"Ok." Brittany moves to lay down behind me and spoon me. She holds me securely around the waist while she shuffles to get comfortable to make sure I don't fall off the couch. "Feeling okay?" Brittany then asks. "You're sweating."
"Yeah, just a little hot." I shrug.
I feel Brittany fold the covers down to my waist and lift my t-shirt so my stomach is exposed. "That's better." I sigh when I feel the cool air blow by my stomach. I grab Brittany's hand and intertwine our fingers as she starts the show again. She kisses my exposed neck a few times before resting her head on my shoulder.
I wake up again to Brownie howling at the front door. I open my eyes and see I'm facing the back of the sectional with Brittany now on the edge of the couch, something she does lately if we fall asleep on the couch, she always makes sure she's on the edge so I don't fall off. I turn to face her and exhale just as Chef starts barking and there's a knock at the door.
"Is that the door?" Brittany groans out while rubbing my back.
"Yeah I think so." I tell her.
Brittany kisses me and stands up and staggers to the door while stretching. She looks through the peephole and opens the door quickly.
"Ali?" I ask since I'm now sitting up on the couch. "It's 2am, what the fuck are you doing here this late?"
"I missed you and wanted to visit." Aliana shrugs.
"Well, come on in." Brittany tells her after hugging her and grabbing one of the three suitcases she has.
I stare at the luggage for a moment before flicking my eyes over to Brittany, then over to Aliana. "How did you get here?" I ask her.
"I took a bus, then caught a cab." Aliana tells me as she sits on the couch next to me.
I look her up and down before hugging her. "You should have called, one of us would have come to get you, or I would have bought you a plane ticket." I tell her.
"I'll take your bags to one of the guest rooms." Brittany yawns.
"You two looked like you were both very much sleep." Aliana replies. "I didn't want to bother you."
"Showing up at 2am isn't bothering us?" I laugh. "Do Lio and Mathias know you're here, did they know you were coming?"
"Sorry." She shrugs. "No, I decided last minute."
I look her up and down, instantly able to tell that something is wrong. "Why don't we talk more in the morning?" I suggest while standing up. "Are you hungry? I can make you a sandwich."
"Whoa, you're huge now." She smiles while resting her hand on my stomach. "Sebastian, right?"
"Bash." Brittany states while walking back in the living room with a smile. "That's his nickname." She adds while casually wrapping her arms around me and touching my stomach, knocking Ali's hand away discreetly. I laugh at the small gesture and smile.
"Yes, he's Sebastian, but Brit and everyone else calls him Bash." I confirm.
"That's cute, and no I don't need you to make me a sandwich, I can make it myself." Aliana replies.
"Well, there are fresh towels in the guest bathrooms back there if you want to shower tonight, and I have your stuff in the room on the right, the middle guest room is the nursery now." Brittany explains.
"Ok, thanks." Ali hugs me tightly again. "Thanks for letting me stay here."
"You're welcome." I nod to her with a smile as Brit and I watch her drag her other suitcases to the kitchen.
"Help yourself to anything you want to eat." I tell her. "Let's go get in bed, baby."
Brittany kisses me on the temple and lets me go. She walks over to the door and double checks the locks before grabbing my hand and leading me to our bedroom. Chef comes sprinting behind us and slips in before the door closes, leaving Brownie to scratch at the door as I pull my pants off and lay in bed. Brittany opens the door and lets her in before closing the door again and getting in bed behind me. I watch Chef and Brownie curl in the corner in their beds and laid down instantly, before I lie down myself.
"Something's wrong with Ali." I say suddenly.
"What do you mean?" Brittany asks.
"I haven't talked to Ali in weeks, it's 2am, and she's randomly here." I sigh. "That's not like her, she was nice too."
"Hmmmm."
"Shit, you don't think she's here to steal Sebastian, do you?" I rush out while grabbing my stomach trying to protect it.
"Ok, so we are done watching American Horror Stories." Brittany smiles. "No, she's not here to steal our baby." She adds while moving my hands from my stomach and wiggling closer so Sebastian is pressed into her stomach as well.
I nod. "You're right."
"Let's get some sleep, and we can figure out why she's here in the morning." Brittany tells me.
"I love you, B." I tell her through a yawn.
"I love you too, Santana." Brittany replies. "I love you, Bash." She whispers quietly.
"Rat! Do you have cinnamon sugar?" Aliana screeches from the kitchen.
I groan and reach out for Brittany, but I'm met with an empty bed, I open my eyes and run my hands over her spot and notice it's cool, meaning she's been up for a while.
"Rat!" Aliana shrieks again.
"Good God." I moan while sitting up and getting out of bed. I see an orange rose on the bed side table and smile, I lift it and smell it before setting it back down and leaving my bedroom.
I slowly make my way to the kitchen, where Aliana is dancing while cooking in the kitchen.
"Do you know what time it is?" I ask her while opening my spice cupboard and moving some spices around and handing her the cinnamon sugar.
"Yes, it's noon." Ali laughs and accepts the spice bottle from me.
"What?" I ask as my eyes widen and I turn to look at the time on the microwave. "Why didn't anyone wake me up? Where's Brit?"
"Brittany told me to let you sleep, she took your dogs to the park, and to run some errands." Ali explains while opening the microwave and handing me a plate with an omelet and some sausage on it. "It's still hot, I made it when I heard you snezing like 20 minutes ago."
"Thanks." I tell her. "Did you make any..." Before I can finish, Aliana hands me a bowl of my mom's salsa. "Ok, why are you sucking up?" I ask her while pouring some salsa on my omelet and accepting the glass of orange juice she hands me.
"I'm not, I can't make you breakfast?" Aliana frowns.
I raise my eyebrow at her and take a bite of my omelet. "Damn, this is good." I smile at her. "Spill..."
"I need to stay here for a few weeks." Aliana says quietly.
"Why?" I ask her. "I mean, of course you can, but why?"
"I just need to." She tells me.
"Okay." I nod while taking a bite of the sausage. "Wait...don't you work?"
"I can do my job from here." Aliana tells me quickly.
"Ok." I shrug. I'm not completely convinced everything is okay with her, but I decide to drop it.
I finish eating and thank Aliana for cleaning up the kitchen for me, and thoroughly, at that. I go get dressed while Aliana showers and gets dressed as well. I'm brushing my hair when Brittany walks in with two costume bags and lays them on the bed.
"Sorry I've been gone all morning." She frowns as she hugs me over the back of the chair and kisses me on the cheek. I turn my head and pull her back down to kiss her on the lips. "It's okay, did you go to the grocery story at least?" I ask her as I start to apply my make up.
"Yes, I took your ipad and got everything you need for the appetizers for tonight." Brittany states. "And I picked up our costumes."
"Thank you, I didn't want to deal with the grocery store today." I tell her with a smile. "Aliana needs to stay for a few weeks, is that okay?"
Brittany pauses and locks eyes with me in the mirror. "Everything okay?"
"I don't know just yet." I tell her.
"I don't mind if she stays, but if she starts shit, she has to go." Brittany says sternly. "I don't want you stressed out, you're pregnant."
"Ok." I nod. "So do I get to see my costume finally?"
Brittany and I have been wearing matching costumes for the past 6 years. We take turns picking out the duo costume, and this year was Brit's turn. So far we've been Bert and Ernie, a cop and a robber, a doctor and nurse, Ike and Tina Turner, and last year we were sexy ass Mario and has been keeping our costume under raps this year and it's making me nervous, mainly because I don't really fit anything.
"Yep, it's time!" Brittany smiles as she hangs up the costume bags on the closet door and slowly unzips them.
"What the fuck?" I say quickly. "What is that?"
"You're a kangaroo." Brittany smiles happily. "And I'm a zoo keeper."
"Why the hell am I a kangaroo?" I ask her while admiring, the short khaki skirt she'll be wearing tonight.
"So that Bash is dressed up too." Brittany explains. "He's in your pouch."
I roll my eyes and sigh. "I guess it's a cute idea."
"I knew you would love it." Brittany smiles as she pulls me into a hug. "Ready to get started on some of the appetizers?"
"Yeah." I nod as I follow her out of the room.
"You look fuckin sexy and hott and I'm a damn animal." I groan to Brittany as we pull up to Puck and Rachel's house and Brittany helps me out of the truck.
"Stop bitchin." Aliana laughs. "You look fuzzy."
"Kangaroos punch, keep that in mind." I snap at her.
"Sanny, you look adorable and Bash does too." Brittany smiles as she kisses me. "Please relax, you're pregnant, baby, the costume selections were scarce."
"I know." I whisper. "Sorry."
Aliana and Brittany carry the trays of appetizers we made that afternoon in the house and I look around at everyone's awesome costumes. Brittany walks up behind me and hands me a champagne flute with grape juice in it while rubbing my stomach. "Relax."
"I don't like the way people are looking at you in your skirt." I tell her.
"Do you want me to put on pants?" Brittany asks. "I have some in the truck.
"No." I tell her while fixing her bucket hat on her head and kissing her. "I'm going to see if Rachel needs help with the appetizers." I tell her while winking at her and walking to the kitchen.
I walk through the maze of police, nurses, witches, ghosts, mummies, and more to the kitchen where Rachel is mixing up more punch.
"Can I help?" I ask her.
"You're not working tonight." Rachel smiles.
"I know, but I can't drink, so I kind of feel like I need to do something with my hands." I tell her.
Rachel smiles. "Well, can you make some punch?"
"Of course." I mix some orange juice, fruit punch, and ginger ale together and watch Rachel dump in a bowl of ice cubes with candy spiders in them.
"Ashley and Joseph made the ice cubes last night." Rachel smiles. "Thank you for the Pumpkin Man that delivered the pumpkins full of treats and toys for them, they loved it."
"You're welcome." I smile. "Speaking of Ashley, she's been kind of distant with me lately, well since the dinner party at our place."
"You think so?" Rachel asks as I busy myself with setting out more of the 'earwax cotton sobs', marshmallows on toothpicks, dipped in caramel, the 'witch's brooms', pretzels sticks in mini Reese's cups, and the 'severed fingers' mini bread sticks with almonds for nails.
"Yeah, I've been emailing her and she's not responding, did I do something wrong?" I ask while scooping more of the guacamole I made onto the 'puking pumpkin' platter, and adding more veggie dip to the other.
"She hasn't mentioned anything." Rachel assured me.
"Well, would you mind dropping her off next week sometime so I can talk to her?" I ask Rachel.
"Sure, what day?" Rachel smiles.
"Ummm, maybe I can just pick her up from school on Thursday?" I suggest.
"That works great." Rachel smiles.
"Let's get ready for the apple bob game." Puck announces. "You're teammate is your spouse or your date, or hell whoever you came with."
"Great, I don't have a partner." Aliana groans.
"I got you baby cuz." Mathias tells her while handing her a beer.
"What about Cedes?" Brittany asks.
"Tuh, I'm not sticking my damn head in water, you must be crazy." She laughs.
Rachel and Puck go first, dressed as Frankenstein and the Bride of Frankenstein and successfully get 15 apples out in 60 seconds, Quinn and Lio are next, and with Lio's big ass mouth they get 22 apples, I'm positive with Lio getting 15 of the apples himself. Mathias and Ali get 10 apples, since Ali stopped when she realized her mascara wasn't water proof. I told her the running black marks enhanced her natural look but she just rolled her eyes at me.
"Next up, Brittany and Santana!" Rachel announces after we watch another 5 couples go.
"Ready, honeybee?" I ask her with a smile.
"We got this." She winks as Quinn and Rachel tie our hands behind our backs.
Puck blows the whistle and Brit and I are moving like crazy grabbing apples and tossing them out quickly in the bin next to the water bucket.
"Damn San!" I hear Mercedes laugh.
"3...2...1...Time!" Rachel counts down as I come out of the water with a final apple in my mouth.
Brittany laughs as I try to take a bite of the apple and bites down on the other side of it and holds it tightly with her teeth. "Bite." She mumbles out while looking down with her eyes as they untie our arms.
I take a bite and happily eat the apple.
"Ummmm, you're eating the game." Puck laughs.
"I'm pregnant and hungry." I shrug while taking another bite since Brittany is still bracing the apple with her teeth for me. "i get a pass."
"Your hands are free now." Quinn tells us.
Brittany nods and moves her hands to my chest before sliding them down to my stomach and rubbing there. I take the apple out of her mouth and continue eating it as she wraps her arms around me and hugs me tightly.
"This is a damn good apple." I tell her while offering her a bite.
The rest of the party went smoothly and was a blast. Brittany won the Thriller dance contest, came in 2nd in Twister, I was more comfortable with her playing this time around, but I did keep a watchful eye while munching on pretzels and the jar of peanut butter Rachel gave me. Brittany and Aliana ended up both getting drunk, so Mathias helped me get Brittany up the stairs to the penthouse, and Ali went home with a friend of hers that lives in New York.
I was able to get Brittany undressed, and admire the orange pushup bra and thong set she had on that seemed to shine in the moonlight. I placed some wet kisses all over her body before she pulled me into a seering kiss and we made love nice and slow. Brittany woke back up around 3am, horny and ready for sex again, which is no shock. When Brittany is drunk, she's horny, and her horny is usually just pleasing me over and over with her tongue. I let her take control and give me multiple orgasms. I tried to return the favor but she wouldn't accept it, and fell asleep with her head on my chest and her hand on my stomach.
Thoughts?
