Monday 6pm
I've had the busiest day ever, and I all I want to do tonight is lay on the couch, and fall asleep in Brittany's arms while she watches Dancing With The Stars. Last night Lio told us why Aliana was in town, after the 4 of us talked briefly, well more like Lio and I slinging fast Spanish back forth, that Brittany was able to keep up with, but Quinn didn't even bother too, and played with Chef instead, we invited them out to dinner with us. It's been a while since the four of us hung out and went to dinner, so it was great to take our minds off of everything and just relax and have a few laughs. We thanked Lio again over and over for helping us with the nursery, and we thanked Quinn for the tons of footed pajama sets she bought Sebastian that day as well. They are all soft fleece material with an attached hood to keep his head warm too. I know Lio got tired of us fawning over baby clothes, but he was a trooper and sat through the conversation. That night I stayed up late, ready to scream at Ali and give her a piece of my mind, if she came back to the penthouse. I slipped out of bed after Brittany fell asleep, and laid on the couch to catch Ali right as she came in. I initially missed her, since I fell asleep, I stirred and woke up around 1am and went to check and see if she was in the guestroom, I noticed the light was on in the nursery and peeped in. Ali was sitting on the day bed folding the small pants and sweaters she bought for Sebastian. I noticed a huge letter B pillow with jungle print on it, that matched the jungle print blanket she folded over the side of his crib. I saw Sebastian written in calligraphy on his closet doors as well. I watched through the crack in the door as Ali pulled out tons of small accents that matched the jungle theme room, including a baby tiger lamp, and a mobile with all jungle animals. Ali worked quietly with a huge smile on her face, and I didn't have the heart to scream at her or cause a confrontation, so I went back to bed with Brittany.
I didn't sleep the greatest, my mind was racing with my feelings about Aliana's situation, Ashley avoiding me, and all the cooking I need to do this week, oh and both of our families are coming in town this week for the holiday. I tossed and turned for a while before I felt Brittany snuggle close behind me and rest her face in the crook of my neck and hold me, and Bash, tightly. It was something in the way she held me that felt different last night, but I feel asleep almost instantly, so whatever magic she did, worked.
I woke up with her early this morning as usual and cooked breakfast for her and made her lunch while she got dressed. As we ate breakfast together, Aliana woke up and apologized for being rude and loud the past few nights. I could tell she was sincere, but Brittany wasn't really convinced and barely accepted her apology before kissing me and heading to school. Ali told me she was going to be moving in with her friend, Marley, since her roommate was moving out. I tried to talk to her and offered her the guestroom for as along as she needs it, which I probably should have ran by Brittany first, but she declined and said she felt like she was imposing, since I'm married now and had a baby on the way. I get what she means, but I just want her to know that the offer is open. She told me she would be staying until December 5, when the room would be available. She went grocery shopping with Mathias and me to get the food for the shelters and for dinner, and she did some other things around the penthouse for me, so I could do some work down in the kitchen. I had 5 orders to deliver today, so having her help was a blessing, Ali's a great cook, and follows recipes effortlessly, so she was able to bake a few things for me, which cut the time in half and really helped me out. She had me drop her off at the mall, when I left to deliver my orders, and told me she would be staying at Marley's place tonight, since they were going to a party.
I didn't talk to Brittany all day, she didn't call me on her free period like she usually does, I figured she was a little upset, and since I was busy, I left it alone with the plan to talk to her tonight after work. She didn't call after work either, so now I'm a little worried since it's already 6pm, and I know Brittany gets home around 4:30 everyday. I start to plan dinner in my head, something quick that I can put together on the fly. I'm going over recipes as I park in my spot and see my car, so I know Brit is home. She had me drive her truck today since it snowed, her reasoning being she doesn't want me to get stuck in the snow while I'm pregnant. I decide on making us chicken enchiladas, since I can make those quickly, due to years of practice, and I know Brit loves when I cook Mexican food. I unlock the door to the penthouse and instantly smell food.
"Brit?" I yell from the door as I take my coat off and hang it on the coat rack. I start the long process of getting my Uggs off as Brownie and Chef come barreling towards me. "Hey guys." I smile while stopping to rub their heads.
"Hello gorgeous." Brittany states as she walks in the living room, wearing an apron, her hair in a messy bun, and big smile on her face. "Let me help you." She adds quickly while bending down in front of me. "Grab my shoulder and lift up, one at a time."
I grab her shoulder and lift my legs one at a time, like she instructs, and watch as she slides my boots off for me. "Thank you." I tell her as she stands back up and hugs me before kissing me deeply. I then smile as she bends back down and lifts my sweatshirt and places a series of wet kisses to my stomach.
"Bash man, what's up little guy." She says happily while rubbing my stomach, we feel him kick and she pulls my sweatshirt back down and stands back up. "Are you hungry?" She asks me while grabbing my hand and leading me to the couch. "I made dinner, it's almost ready."
"I thought you were mad at me." I reply slowly.
Brittany walks to the kitchen and comes back with a bottle of citrus green tea for me. "What?" She frowns while handing me the bottle. "Why would I be mad at you?"
"We didn't talk today." I shrug while opening my tea and taking a drink.
"I called you all day, you didn't answer, I've sent you like one hundred texts." Brittany told me while sitting on the couch. "I finally got in touch with Ali, she told me you were busy all day. I was getting ready to leave work and come home, I was so worried."
"What?" I frown. "I don't have any missed calls or anything from you."
"Because I found your phone in the fridge when I got home." Brittany laughed. "You've been walking around with your iPod touch." She laughs.
I stare at Brittany before reaching in my pocket and sure enough pulling out my iPod touch. "No wonder I didn't get any calls today." I smile. "I'm sorry for worrying you."
"It's okay." Brittany smiles while kissing me on the temple. "I'm glad there wasn't an emergency, and you didn't need to call anyone."
"Well, I had my Snixx phone." I tell her while digging in my purse and pulling out my business phone.
"Ok, well that's good." Brittany nods. "So, I'll ask again, are you hungry?" She smiles.
"Yes, and whatever you are cooking smells so amazing." I nod.
"Really?" Brittany blushes. "I used one of your recipes."
"Did you?" I smile. "Which one." I ask as I stand up slowly and follow her to the kitchen.
"Chicken parmesan." Brittany says happily as I open the lids of the pots and close my eyes as the aroma floats through the air.
"Damn, that smells so good, honeybee." I tell her. "You did an awesome job, is it ready?"
"You tell me Chef." Brittany laughs.
"This is all you, baby." I shake my head and open the cupboard to grab a plate. "You are a great cook, Brit, you know when something is done." I add as I grab silverware out of the drawer.
"Well, since I'm Chef Brittany tonight, let me serve you." She tells me while grabbing the plate. "Couch or dining room table?"
"Dining room table, then couch for cuddles and TV." I tell her.
"Okay, I'll bring out our plates." She states.
After an amazing dinner of chicken parmesan, pasta, and fresh breadsticks, Brit and I do the dishes together. I lean against the counter and rub my stomach. "Wasn't that good Sebastian?" I ask my stomach as Brittany puts up the last glasses.
"I saved Ali a plate." Brittany tells me. "It's in the fridge; I put her name on it."
"That was sweet of you, honeybee." I tell her. "She won't be home tonight, but I'm sure she'll eat it tomorrow for lunch."
"How do you know?" Brittany asks.
"She told me she was staying at Marley's place tonight, and she's moving in with her next month." I add before walking to the living room and sitting on the couch.
Brittany follows me out to the living room. "So she's definitely staying in New York?"
I shrug. "I guess so, we'll have the place back to ourselves soon, baby." I add as I hug her and press our lips together. "I know the adjustment has been a little rough, but it's almost over."
"So we are home alone tonight?" She asks with a smile.
I nod. "Yep."
Brittany's smile widens as she runs to the window and pulls the blinds back, so we can see the New York skyline, which is blanketed in snow right now, with a few flurries falling. She then runs back over by me and lights the fireplace with one of the logs that has colorful sparks, she lights a few more candles strategically around the living room, turns off the lamps, and turns on the stereo.
"Dance with me." She says while walking over towards me and extending her hands out.
I smile and allow her to pull me up and hold me close as one of our favorite songs starts to play. I wrap my arms around Brittany's neck and press my stomach into her as she holds me as tightly and as closely she can. Brittany leans down and kisses me softly on the lips as we start to sway and Alicia Keys sings in the background. Brittany rests her head on my shoulder and leads us dancing.
Some people they call me crazy
For falling in love with you
They can take me and lock me away baby
'Cause there's nothing those bars can do
I'll be the rising moon after the setting sun
Just to let you know you'll always have someone
I'll be the clearest day when the rain is done
So you'll always know
Brittany slowly moves her hands up and down my back as she lifts her head and looks in my eyes and smiles at me before pressing our lips together again. "I love you so much, Santana." She whispers when the kiss breaks.
Through the shake of an earthquake
I will never fall
That's how strong my love is
Like a ship through the storm
We can risk it all
That's how strong my love is
"I love you too, honeybee." I reply as we continue to sway and dance slowly.
I used to feel kinda lonely
Cause the world it can be so fake
All that matters I'm telling you
Is you and me only
And the fortress from love we'd make
I'll be the water you need in the desert land
Just to let you know you'll always have my hand
I'll be the woman you need to be a better man
So you'll always know
I rest my head on Brittany's chest and sigh as she continues to rub my back and hum along to the song. She moves one of her hands from my back and lifts my chin so she can see my eyes again. She smiles and kisses me deeper this time, and I feel her slip her tongue in my mouth, causing me to moan softly and deepen the kiss as I stand on my tip toes and pull her closer. Brittany cups my face and moans lowly in my mouth as our tongues twist around. Damn, she's such an incredible kisser.
Through the shake of an earthquake
I will never fall
That's how strong my love is
Like a ship through the storm
We can risk it all
That's how strong my love is
Oh, can't nothing break us down
Oh, 'cause we are heaven bound
Like the mountain standing tall...
Immovable; we're here to stay
Oh, can't nothing get in the way
We break the kiss and Brittany rests her forehead on mine as the songs winds down and starts to end, we keep our eyes locked on one another, and smile at one another. "You are so cute." I tell her as I kiss her chastely.
"You're cute." She replies quickly.
Through the deepest waters
I won't let you drown (I won't let you drown Ohh!)
That's how strong my love is (Oh that's how strong my love, my love, my love)
Cause we're the moon in the sky
That will never come down (never come down)
That's how strong my love is (Oh that's how strong my love is)
That's how strong my love is
That's how strong my love is
After the song ends Brittany stops dancing and just hugs me tightly. "That is the perfect love song." Brittany states after a few moments as Donell Jones starts to play through the radio.
"Yeah, she does." I nod against her chest.
"How about we skip TV tonight, and just hang out in front of the fire?" Brittany suggests as she leads me over to the sectional and lets me lie down, before lying down on the edge of the couch and facing me.
"What about Dancing With The Stars?" I ask her as I tangle our legs together and she rests her hand on my waist.
"I'm DVRing it." She shrugs before kissing me again. "I rather kiss my wife right now."
"Good choice." I blush as Brittany leans me back and we have a cute make out session, our hands staying on the other's waist like we are in middle school.
After a relatively long session that left Brittany's face flushed and I can tell she's very much aroused, she props her head up on her elbow and starts to rub my stomach.
"What time is your parents flight tomorrow?" She asks me.
"They get in at 3pm, so I won't be here when you get home." I tell her. "I'm sure traffic will be a bitch."
"Ok, I'll be getting my mom from the train station at 5pm, she flew to Philly to visit some family." Brittany tells me.
"Sounds good." I tell her. "We haven't had this many overnight guests in a few years." I smile.
"I want you to stay relaxed." Brittany tells me as she places her hand on the back of my neck and starts to massage there. "Don't take on too much. You don't have to cook all three meals for everyone every single day they are here. My brothers are easy, and can live off of burgers and fries." She began to slowly stroke my hair before kissing me on the forehead. "I can cook dinner, and we can go out to eat at that steak house you really like too, remember you said you wanted to take your parents there anyways."
"I…" I start to protest but Brittany kisses me before I can.
"This is a holiday for everyone, everyone includes you, baby girl, so after all the craziness of cooking for the shelters and for here, I want you to relax all weekend, enjoy having our family at home, and rest." Brittany adds while sliding her hand under my sweatshirt and rubbing my back.
"I will." I nod as I lean forward and pull Brittany into a long kiss.
We hang out on the couch laughing and talking for the next two hours in between kisses before we head to the bedroom. I take a long hot shower while Brittany takes the dogs out one last time for the night. She gets in shower after me. I'm reading a cooking magazine, fully engrossed in an article, when I feel her lips attach to my neck and her hands palming my breasts. I smile and toss the magazine on the floor before turning on my side and sliding down so I'm lying next to her.
"What do you think you're doing?" I tease her.
"You in a minute." She winks before pressing her lips to mine.
I deepen the kiss and rest my hand on her back, smirking when I feel her skin and no shirt. I break the kiss and lift the covers and see Brittany is completely naked. She pulls me into another kiss when I face her again quickly, the kiss quickly gets heated as she starts to unbutton my pajama top and starts to kiss on my breast, she takes a nipple in her mouth, and my hips immediately rock to her, I feel her hand move down my body and slide my boy shorts down before she drags her finger slowly through me and she slides forward and intertwines our legs and slowly starts rocking into me while kissing me on the neck.
"Oh shit." I moan as I hide my face in her neck. Brittany lifts my leg and continues rocking before connecting our lips and swirling her tongue around mine.
"Are you comfortable like this?" She asks me while stopping.
"Don't stop." I tell her. "I'm okay."
She nods and smiles as she starts to rock again while squeezing my thigh softly. We are lying on our sides so I'm not putting pressure on my back at all and my stomach isn't too too in the way. Brittany rests my leg back on hers, and wraps it around her thighs, she then tangles her fingers in my hair instead.
"Oh Sanny." She hums. "You get so wet now, baby." She moans.
I'm currently seeing stars and fireworks so I don't respond I instead just crash our lips back together and scream loudly when I climax as Brittany keeps rocking into me so she can orgasm as well. She keeps a steady pace, and I allow her to build herself up the way she likes to, since I've been bursting faster than her lately, I blame Sebastian for that, but I always allow Brittany to finish, and in the meantime I even enjoy a 2nd and 3rd orgasm in the process. Brittany starts to rock faster into me while panting heavily and clutching tightly to me, I climax again and start to kiss on her neck.
"Saaaannnnnnyyyyy." She moans. "Ooooooo, ooooooo."
"Come honeybee." I whisper in her ear before placing a soft kiss there, she nods and starts to slam into me while moaning loudly before her body starts to shake and I feel her burst on my leg and her arousal start to slide down my thigh. I kiss her softly to bring her down while rubbing her back with one hand and stroking her hair with the other.
Brittany sighs and finally stops rocking; she holds me tightly and takes a deep breath before lifting her face to me and kissing me.
"Are you okay?" I ask her with a smile.
She nods quickly. "That was amazing, I'm not done with you." She starts to kiss down my body and lift my leg in the air again. She lifts my inner thighs and kisses them slowly before using her fingers to open my folds and I feel her drag her tongue through me slowly.
"Brit!" I scream as she twists and twirls her tongue around my clit. "Fuck." I whine when she plunges her tongue in and starts to pump a little before wrapping her lips around my clit and sucking softly. She starts to slurp loudly on folds and eat me hungrily, as she sets my leg over her shoulder and smashes her face deeper in me. "Oh my Gaaaaawwwwdddddd!" I scream when I feel her finger slide in me and press on my spot as her tongue flicks my clit. I start to pant heavily and I grab her hair as my stomach muscles tighten, and with one more flick I burst, and I mean literally burst and squirt all over Brittany's mouth and the bed.
"You taste so good." Brittany mumbles as she starts to lick up my juices and bring me down. She kisses her way back up my body and lands on my lips again. "I love you."
"I love you more." I tell her.
"You're going to fall asleep, I can tell." She teases me.
"I think we need to change the sheets." I laugh. "I'm just had 3 amazing orgasms in less than 30 minutes, I could fall out at any moment."
"Okay, let's shower again, and I'll change the sheets." She tells me as she peppers kisses to my face and get out of bed.
After we shower again, and Brittany changes the sheets on the bed, we cuddle in bed while I watch Cupcake Wars, and Brittany plays Rollercoaster Tycoon on her ipad. I'm resting between her legs, leaning back on her chest, and she has her ipad on my stomach as her table, that way Sebastian can play as well she tells me.
I have a huge mug of hot chocolate that Brittany and I are sharing, which is loaded with marshmallows. I take a sip and hold the mug up so she can take a sip as well before she sets it back on the bedside table and goes back to her game.
"This is the sickest park ever." Brittany says happily.
I take my eyes off the TV and glance down at the iPad. "How do you play this?" I ask her while sliding down a little to get more comfortable.
"Here cupcake," Brittany says she places a pillow under my neck.
"Thanks." I reply.
"Ok, so I have to complete this list of goals down here." She points to the screen. "Like build rollercoasters, umm, this goal is to build a coffee shop, so I built 3." She explains happily
"Cool." I say through a yawn as I wiggle deeper in Brit's arms.
"My students convinced me to download the game." Brittany laughs.
"So no more angry birds?" I laugh.
"Oh we'll still play that together." She replies quickly while rubbing my stomach for a moment and kissing me on the top of the head.
I watch Brittany build a rollercoaster and pick out different twists and turns to help her before turning on my side and falling asleep probably 20 minutes later. Brittany slide carefully from behind and has me lay down, I watch her turn the TV and lamp off before she snuggles close behind me. I feel Brownie jump in bed with us almost immediately after.
"Down." Brittany tells her quickly, not wanting Brownie in bed with us while I'm pregnant.
I laugh when Brownie huffs and jumps out of bed, I lift my head and watch her lay down next to Chef over by their beds in the corner of the room.
"Good night Bash," is the last thing I hear Brittany say before falling asleep again.
3am
I wake up from Sebastian moving around quickly. I grab my stomach quickly and rub it just as it growls. I glance behind me at Brittany, who is sleeping peacefully and smile before slipping out of bed to make myself a snack. I quietly leave the room and walk to the kitchen licking my lips at the toasted peanut butter and grilled pineapple slices sandwich I plan on making, while watching a little TV.
I go straight to the kitchen and pull out the loaf of cinnamon bread I baked this morning and start to slice it. I start to hum to myself as I grab a jar of peanut butter out the cupboard.
"Damn, this is the last one." I frown. "I should have bought more at the store today." I shrug and pick up the piece of chalk and write peanut butter on the wall list we use. Brittany had a chalk board wall painted in the kitchen and we use it to write down little reminders. I open the jar and almost have a heart attack when I see how little peanut butter is left. "Who's eating all the damn peanut butter?"
I pick up the jar and storm back to the bedroom and sit on the bed next to Brittany. "Brit!" I start to shake her to wake her up.
She slowly opens her eyes and stares at me. "What's wrong?"
I shove the peanut butter jar in her face. "Did you eat all my Skippy?"
"No." She replies slowly before lying back down and closing her eyes.
"Who did?" I ask her frantically.
Brittany opens her eyes again and just stares at me. "You did, baby, and the Keebler elves." She shrugs. "Come back to bed." She mumbles something in French, so I just stare at her before going back to the kitchen where Brownie is now awake and waiting for me.
I stare at her as she licks her lips. "Did you eat my Skippy?" I ask her while raising an eyebrow. I sigh when she lays down on my foot and lets out a deep breath.
I put my bread in the toaster and walk over to the fridge to get the pineapple rings I bought earlier today at the store. "Pineapple, whoo whoo." I start to sing while dancing a little with a big smile. I look through the fridge and don't see my pineapple. My heart drops, my palms start to sweat, and a slight panic comes across me. My pineapple is gone. I quickly deflate as tears spring to my eyes. What monster would eat my pineapple?! The toaster pops the bread up and I get pissed and throw the bread on the floor for Brownie, who happily begins to gobble it up, she barks loudly, I'm assuming to call Chef over, and of course he comes rushing in and starts wagging his tail in excitement at the bread on the floor.
I run back to the bedroom and lie in bed crying softly to myself since my snack is ruined. I feel Brittany exhale on my neck in her sleep and place her hand on my stomach, just as it growls again. I decide to head out to the store and just get some pineapple and peanut butter right now because I want my sandwich.
I get back out of bed and start to put clothes on when I glance in the mirror and see Brittany now sitting in bed, a worried look on her face.
"What's going on?" Brittany asks sleepily.
"I have to leave." I tell her as more tears stream down my face. "There's no Skippy and my pineapple is gone and I need my snack."
"You're leaving me because I ate your pineapple?" Brittany asks while jumping out of bed. "I'll buy you some more, baby, let's talk about this. I was hungry after work, and they looked really ripe and sweet, and I ate one ring and couldn't stop and ate the whole container…I'm sorry."
"I'm not leaving you." I say quickly as Brittany hugs me tightly. "Why would you think that?'
"You just said you're leaving." She whispers. "You're fully dressed, with your boots in your hand."
"I'm just going to the store." I tell her shyly as I wipe her fresh tears away. "You're stuck with me forever."
"Ok." She nods quickly. "Come back to bed Sanny." She sighs in relief.
"I want my peanut butter and pineapple sandwich Brit." I shake my head as I sit down and put on a pair of boots. "I'm going to drive to Jersey and get the same pineapple rings I bought earlier when I was over there."
"It's 3 in the morning, I don't want you driving to Jersey just for that." Brittany tells me. "It's snowing." She adds while pointing to the window. I glance over and see the snow falling.
My stomach growls again. "I want my sandwich Brit." I reply.
Brittany sighs. "Let me get dressed, I'll go with you."
"No, you have to work in the morning." I tell her. "Go back to sleep."
"You know I won't be able to sleep with you gone this late." Brittany replies as she goes to the closet and comes back with two pair of fleece pants. She hands me a pair and pulls a pair on herself while yawning. "Put those over your leggings."
I nod and slide them up my legs quickly. "You don't have to go, Brit." I tell her quietly.
"I'm not letting my pregnant wife leave at 3 in the morning by herself." Brittany tells me as she goes back in the closet and comes out with a sweatshirt on and her coat in her hand. "Where in Jersey did you get the pineapple from?" She asks while putting her hat on and helping me put on a coat.
"Ummm, that one store we always go to in Jersey City." I tell her. "I can't remember the name right now."
"Oh, that's not far at all." Brittany smiles as she pulls me into a hug and kisses me softly on the lips.
The entire ride to the store, I told Brittany how much I loved her, and how bad I felt for waking her up, but being the perfect wife she is, she assured me she wasn't mad and that it was okay, and I believed her. We sang along to the radio the 30 minute drive to the store and she told Sebastian a bunch of knock knock jokes as well.
We breezed through the store in record time, buying 5 jars of peanut butter, and 3 containers of the pineapple rings, one of which we shared in the car on the ride home. Brittany made my sandwich for me, and we fell back asleep on the couch.
5:30am
Brittany's alarm on her phone blares through the living room, waking us both up. Brittany groans and wiggles closer to me, hiding her face in my neck as she exhales deeply and falls back to sleep right away, I think. I reach over her and grab her phone off the floor to turn the alarm off, since Chef was now growling at it.
"Honeybee," I whisper while stroking her hair.
"I'm up." She mumbles as she starts to rub my stomach slowly.
"Are you going to be okay at work?" I ask as I lift her head and press my lips gently to hers.
"I'll be okay." She nods. "I'll eat an apple, since they have more caffeine than a cup of coffee."
"Really?" I ask her as her eyes close.
"Yeah, I saw it as an UberFact on Twitter a few days ago." She replies as her eyes open and focus on mine. "Can you make me a cup of coffee too, with lots of sugar and cream?"
"I sure will, baby." I smile. "I remember when I met you, you were anti coffee." I laugh. "Now you almost drink as much as I do."
"No way," Brittany laughs. "You would have a coffee IV if you could."
"Or a champagne one." I wink at her before kissing her again. "Go hop in the shower and I'll make your coffee and some breakfast for you."
Brittany nods but doesn't move to get up, she instead starts kissing on my neck. "I want you." She whispers in my ear.
"Do you have time?" I ask her as she lifts my shirt and starts placing sloppy wet kisses on my breasts.
"I always have time to make love to you." She replies lowly before find my mouth and swallowing my lips in hers.
After an amazing orgasm, Brittany jumps up and skips to the shower and I head to one of the guest bathrooms and clean myself up a little before I start breakfast for her. I make her some scrambled eggs with cheese, a few sausage patties, and toast some cinnamon bread for her. I then wrap up some of last night's dinner, add a bag of chips for her, and a few cookies and place it in her lunch box.
I pour the caramel flavored coffee I made her in her thermos and set it on the counter before grabbing the pitcher of juice out of the fridge and pouring her a class for breakfast, just as Brittany comes walking in the kitchen.
"Damn, you look hot." I smile at her. Brittany is wearing a black pencil skirt, with a bright pink sweater and knee high boots.
"Thanks, babe." She blushes.
"Ok, sit." I tell her. "I made you breakfast and I made your lunch already."
Brittany sits down and begins to eat while I feed the dogs, and Lord T. "Let's take everyone out for dinner tonight." Brittany tells me as I walk back in the kitchen and start to clean up.
"Okay, should I make reservations somewhere?" I ask her over my shoulder as I start to wash dishes. "What time?"
"You chose the restaurant." Brittany shrugs. "Let's do 7pm, that way we are home pretty early still."
"Ok, I'm going to pick up some air mattresses for your brothers while I'm out today." I tell Brittany.
"What's wrong with the one we have?" She asks me as she walks her plate over to the sink and kisses me on the cheek. "Thanks for breakfast."
"I saw some online that have built in pillows, it'll be more comfortable for them, instead of sharing the big one." I tell her. "And I'll have Mat hook the TV and blue ray up in the room for them as well."
"Ok, you sure you're okay with them sleeping in our quiet room?" She asks.
With so many people staying this week for the holiday we are running out of space and room since Sebastian's nursery is all set. My parents and abuela are going to stay in one guest room, since there's a couch with a sofa bed in there, and the other one where Ali is currently staying, Mrs Pierce will stay in, moving Ali to the couch or to whoever else's place she wants to stay at. So the last room available is our quiet room above our bedroom, there's literally nothing up there but our hammock and a some pictures, so we figured her brothers could stay up there. Mathias is going to put a TV on the wall and hook up a video game system for them, so they can hang out in there, the only draw back is that they have to go through our room to get to the bathroom and to get to the rest of the penthouse, so, no sex when they are up there.
"Yeah, we just can't have sex while they are up there." I shrug.
"Can you keep your hands off of me for the whole weekend?" She ask while raising her eyebrow.
"No." I laugh. "We'll figure something out." I wink as she puts her coat on. I grab her lunch and follow her to door and hand it to her after she slings her bag over her shoulder. "Good bye gorgeous." I tell her as she pulls me into a hug.
"Bye, baby." She smiles before kissing me. "Bye Bash." She adds before bending down and kissing my stomach, she winks at me one more time and leaves the penthouse.
I'm frantically looking around baggage claim for my parents and abuela, when I spot my abuela and run as fast as I can over to her.
"Ratoncito!" She beams as I hug her tightly.
"Hola abuela." I say happily. "I'm so happy you're here."
"Thank you for inviting me." She adds.
"I'll get your luggage." I tell her as I reach for her suitcase.
"No you won't." My dad says while popping my hand. "Hola Ratty."
"Hola papí." I smile as I hug him tightly before turning to my mom and hugging her.
"Oh mija." She whispers as tears form in her eyes and she places her hands on my stomach. I have my coat unzipped because it was fuckin scorching in the airport, so Sebastian is on full display. I have on a simple fitted black long sleeve t-shirt, so he's really poking through. "Es esta mi nieto?"
I smile and nod. "Si mamí, this is your grandson." I confirm as I place my hands on hers.
"Oh my." She smiles while rubbing my stomach slowly.
"You're getting big Ratty." My dad laughs.
"I know." I laugh with him. "You all ready to go?" I ask them.
We get to the penthouse around 5pm, due to traffic, the snowstorm, and a quick trip to the pharmacy so my dad could pick up some lotion that he swears we only have in New York. Brit and I ship him cases of it every couple months, but he needed a fresh bottle so we had to stop. I unlock the door and and laugh when Chef and Brownie come running over, Chef, who knows my parents is overly excited to see them, Brownie, who has no idea who they are runs over to me and sits on my foot, and stares at them.
"It's okay B." I tell her as I rub my her head slowly. She watches Chef interact with them and decides it's okay after few moments of glancing between them and me. "This is Brownie." I announce to my parents and abuela.
"She's beautiful." My dad states while rubbing her head. "How old?"
"9 months old tomorrow." I tell them as I start to take my coat off. "You all are going to share a room, is that okay?" I ask. "Otherwise abuela, or mamí and papí, you can take our room and Brit and I will sleep on the couch."
"Nonsense." My mother snaps. "You're pregnant, Santanita." She frowns.
"We fell asleep on the couch last night, it's wide enough for both of us, and it's comfortable." I explain.
"I can sleep on the couch." My dad shrugs. "Is it a sofa bed?" He asks.
"Si papí, we sleep just on top sometimes, but the guest room you are in has a sofa bed too, so I thought you three would be comfortable." I tell him.
"It'll be fine." My abuela smiles as she stares at my stomach.
"Where's my daughter in law?" My mom asks.
I glance at my watch. "She's picking her mom and brothers up from the train station." I inform them as I lead them to the guest guestroom. "She should be home soon." I smile.
"Is her father coming?" My dad asks.
I sigh and shake my head. "No."
"Pendejo." My father hisses as he starts insulting Brittany's father in Spanish.
"Ricardo!" My mom snaps. "No."
"What man skips his daughter's wedding, and doesn't join family for the holiday?" He asks while raising his hands. "That's not a man. He has a grandson on the way! He will have his namesake!"
"Papí, I thought you were okay with me taking Brittany's name?" I ask him quickly as i turn around.
"I am, Ratty." He replies just as quickly. "I am, I'm proud and honored to have Brittany as my daughter now, and I will love my grandson the same whether he's a Pierce or Lopez on paper, he'll be a great man, an honest man. I'll see to it."
I sigh in relief and nod. "Ok."
"But If I ever see him..." He adds while raising his fist. "He'll regret it, and I'll make sure he knows that Brittany has a father that loves her." He hisses.
"She loves you too papí." I smile as I hug him tightly. "Thank you."
While my parents and abuela get settled and unpack, I pull out the appetizers I made earlier in the day for everyone to munch on before we all head to dinner. I made frozen yogurt berries for Brittany's brothers, parmesan covered edamame, and some salsa. I'm setting the bowls out when I hear ooohhhhsss and awwwwssss, and I know my mom and abuela are in nursery.
"Did Mathias and Ali paint the nursery?" My mom asks as she walks in the kitchen to help me.
"Si mami, Mathias did majority, but Ali did a lot of the accents and extra details." I confirm to her. "Dónde está la abuela?" I ask her when I don't see my abuela.
"She's resting." She smiles.
"Is she okay?" I ask.
"She's fine, Santanita." My mother nods. "She knows there will be a lot of people around and wants to make sure she's not tired later."
"Ok, Brit and I are taking everyone out for dinner tonight." I tell her.
"That's not necessary, I'll cook dinner tonight." My mom tells me as grabs a bottle of water from the fridge.
"It's okay mom, we planned on it already, I made reservations already, Ali, Lio and Quinn, and Mathias are coming as well. So it's a family dinner." I tell her while opening a beer for my dad and setting it on the counter. "Papí."
He nods and sets down the pool stick and walks over, Chef and Brownie on his heels, and grabs the beer, he kisses my mom on the cheek and walks back over to the game. I love seeing my parents begin affectionate. I know a lot of people get all weirded out when their parents kiss and cuddle, but I've always loved to see my parents like that, it gives me hope that Brit and I will still be just as cute when we are their age.
"Well, I will cook Friday night." My mom smiles as she grabs my hand and leads me to the couch. "Is that okay?"
"Perfect, I'm sure Brittany is secretly hoping that you cook." I laugh.
"Well, we can surprise her." My mom nods.
"She'll love that." I smile.
"How are you feeling with your little one?" She asks me as she places her hand on my stomach.
"Good. Ummm, aside from when I got sick before the wedding that I told you about, I haven't been sick at all." I tell her. "Craving peanut butter like crazy, and I'm really emotional about food."
"Sounds about right. I was the same way when I was pregnant with you." She tells me. "I was very sexually active with your father as well."
"Really?" I ask her, she nods. "Good, I thought something was sort of wrong with me, I want to have sex with Brittany all the time now. I can't keep my hands off of her."
"It could be your hormones." She smiles. "Does he move a lot?" She asks while rubbing my stomach.
"All the time." I laugh. "Brit tells him jokes all the time and he kicks when he likes them, I sing to him and he moves around a lot then too." I place my hands on my stomach. "Sebastian, your abuelita would like for you to say hello." I tell him as I rub my stomach, hoping he'll move for my mom; he doesn't move so I start to sing the Spanish lullaby my mom would sing to me as a child, he starts to move and kick.
I glance up at my mom and see the tears in her eyes. "I can't wait to meet you, nieto." She whispers before leaning down and kissing my stomach. She then hugs me tightly. "I'm so proud of you mija, so so proud."
"Gracias mamí." I blush when I hear a knock on the door. "I'll get it." I tell her as I stand up and walk over to the door, where Quinn is standing with a stack of mail.
"Hey San, I saw your mailbox was full so I grabbed your mail for you." She smiles before handing me the stack of mail and hugging me. "Is Brit home?"
"No, she's getting her mom and brothers from the train station." I tell her.
Quinn's eyes light up and she places her hands on my stomach. "Hey sweetheart." She says to my stomach.
Sebastian moves and kicks a little when he hears Quinn's voice. "He knows my voice?"
"Of course, you talk loud as hell." I tease her as I start to close the door but it springs back open.
"Oh whatever." Quinn laughs as she hands roam my stomach, enjoying Sebastian kicking to say hello.
"Hands to yourself, Quinn." Brittany says quickly.
Quinn promptly moves her hands off of my stomach, causing me to laugh when I lock eyes with Brittany. "Hey Brittany." Quinn then smiles.
"Hey Q." She replies while returning the smile and leaning forward to kiss me. "Hey baby."
"Hey honey." I smile as two balls of energy come running in.
"Santana!" Jordan and Tristan yell excitedly while hugging me.
"Whoa, you two are huge now." I smile while staring at them and hugging them back tightly as Brownie and Chef come running over. "This is Brownie." I tell Brittany's brothers, who are 10 years old, and getting taller every time we see them.
"Careful boys." Mrs. Pierce smiles. "We don't want to hurt your nephew." She adds.
"Hey mom." I tell Mrs. Pierce as she hugs me.
"Oh honey, you have that pregnancy glow." She nods as tears well in her eyes. "My first grandchild." She adds as she rests her hands on my stomach, Brittany slightly frowns while staring at her mother's hands, before she glances back at me and we lock eyes. I wink at her and smile when she shrugs.
"Mamí Lopez!" Brittany says excitedly as she runs over and hugs my mom.
"You look stunning dear." My mom praises Brittany as they embrace and Spanish starts flying.
"Sharon!" My mom screeches while running over and hugging Mrs. Pierce. "Come look at the nursery!" She said excitedly while pulling her back towards the room.
"Shouldn't you show off the nursery?" My dad teases as he hugs Brittany tightly. "Hola Brittany."
"Hola Papí Lopez." Brittany says happily as she hugs my dad.
"I'll take the bags." He nods to the luggage by the door.
"Tristan, Jordan!" Brittany yells. "Come get your bags and take them up to the room upstairs, please."
"Can Chef and Brownie stay up there with us?" Jordan asks, fluttering his blue eyes at us.
"Sure." I nod to them. "As long as you 4 aren't running up and down the stairs and through our room all night, it's fine."
"Cool." Tristan high fives him before they grab their suitcases and take off running towards our room leaving Brittany and I in the living room with Quinn.
"I just came by to tell you we won't make dinner tonight." Quinn speaks up. "Lio has to entertain a client and his wife, so sorry babe."
"it's okay." I shrug. "We'll see you on Thanksgiving."
"Absolutely." Quinn confirms. "I need to pick up his suit from the dry cleaners so I need to get going so I can get changed. Call me later." She smiles before leaving the penthouse.
I sit on the couch and start to look through the letters in the mail, separating the rent payments from tenants, the bills, and the junk mail. Once Brittany gets her coat and boots off, she sits next to me and turns my head to kiss me. "So your dad didn't come?" I ask her quietly.
"No." Brittany shakes her head. "I don't know why I bother spending or rather wasting money on a plane ticket. I'm sorry for throwing money away."
"Don't apologize." I tell her quickly as I grab her hands and lift them to my lips and kiss her knuckles and let my lips linger on her wedding ring. "You buy as many tickets for your dad as you want, one day he'll show up Brit."
"Can we talk about something else?" She asks as her eyes turn a soft shade of pink.
"Of course, how was school today?" I ask her with a smile.
"Great," Brittany nods. "I kind of gave my students a free day, I don't want to start a new lesson so close to a break, so did a little life skills session today, and I'll finish up tomorrow."
"You are such a good teacher." I state proudly as I toss a few blueberries in my mouth.
"How was your day?" She asks before picking up a chip and dipping it in salsa.
"Good." I yawn.
"You look tired." Brittany frowns as she rubs my back. "Bash, what did you and mamí do today?" She asks my stomach as she starts to rub it.
"I ran errands all morning, got the air mattresses for the boys, stopped by the bank, I picked up a few things for Sebastian, and finally made some appetizers for now, then I picked up my parents and abuela." I tell her. "Oh, and our reservation is set for 7pm, so we should all get changed and ready."
"Where's abuela?" Brittany asks with a smile as she starts to kiss my neck softly.
"She's resting in the guestroom." I tell her.
"Great, I missed her." Brittany blushes.
Her and my abuela have the cutest relationship, they talk often, and when we are in Lima visiting, Brittany will spend time at her house without me sometimes. My abuela is so important to me, so the fact that Brittany loves her and vice versa settles me. I remember Brittany surprising me and flying her in town for my birthday two years ago. We had the greatest time ever, we took her shopping, we went to see a play, we went to dinner one night, and she showed us how to make some top secret Lopez recipes, it was the best weekend ever with my abuela.
"She missed you too." I smile. "She was asking about you."
"I'm going to go check on her." Brittany tells me, she leans forward and kisses me deeply, softly moaning in my mouth. I completely forget we have guests and start to lean back pulling Brittany with me. "Sanny..." She hums out as she tangles her fingers in my hair and breaks the kiss slightly. "Later."
"Promise?" I pout.
Brittany looks around and quickly lifts my shirt and starts to kiss my breasts before pulling my shirt down. "I promise." She nods. "We'll figure something out, go get ready for dinner." She winks at me. I nod and allow her to pull me up slowly, I press my lips to hers and slip my tongue in her mouth briefly before I break the kiss and run my thumb over her lip.
I watch Brittany run to the guestroom and smile when I hear the Spanish start flying rapidly, as they catch up and my abuela start asking Brittany about work. I smile and pull myself up to head to the bedroom and get dressed when Jordan and Tristan come running back in the living room with Brownie and Chef.
"I'll show you two how to kick ass on the pool table." My dad tells them as he walks over and hugs them before guiding them to the pool table. I watch as he hands them sticks and demonstrates how to hold them, while asking them about school and the sports they were involved in.
I get to the bedroom and pull out a dress to wear, Brittany bought me a bunch of maternity dresses and clothes since I never bought myself any. She came home from work last week with armfuls of presents. I thought she bought a bunch of stuff for Sebastian but as I opened them I hold maternity clothes, after I had a small breakdown, blame it on the lack of peanut butter that day, and realized Brittany wasn't calling me fat she just wanted me to be more comfortable and stop tying my jeans with a rope, we were able to laugh about it, and I realized she picked out some really cute things for me.
I'm washing my hair in the shower singing to Sebastian when I feel two arms wrap around my waist and rest on my stomach. "We can stay home tonight." Brittany tells me. "I know you're tired, and our moms are already in the kitchen. It's snowing again, let's stay home and relax; we can go to dinner this weekend."
I melt into Brittany's embrace as the water falls on us. "Are you sure?"
"I'll call and cancel the reservation, I think everyone's tired from traveling anyways." Brittany adds as she carefully turns me around.
"Thank you." I tell her as I link my hands behind her neck.
She kisses me gently on the lips while running her hands up and down my back. "For what?"
"For the way you take care of me." I smile.
"I love you." She winks at me.
"I love you too." I nod. "Are you keeping your promise?"
"We can't have shower sex anymore." Brittany tells me. "You're too big now, and I don't want you to fall."
"Ok, well let's get out." I tell her as I open the shower door and step out, I notice that Brittany already locked the bedroom door. I pull out a harness and slip a piece in and set it on the bed. Brittany walks up behind me and grabs my hips as she starts to kiss the back of my neck.
"We have to be quick, baby." She tells me.
"I know." I nod. "Put the strap on."
"Really?" She asks, I can hear the excitement in her voice since Brittany loves wearing it. "Lie down."
She has me lie on the bed and she opens my legs wide and bends down to lick me a few times, before she slowly enters me. I reach over and grab a pillow and cover to my mouth.
Thanksgiving dinner gets hectic next chapter.
