Well, I don't know if anyone is still reading this so I'm planning to end it soon. But, here's another chapter. Enjoy...
I didn't know how long I've slept. When I woke up to Santana's bed I can feel her warm body beside me. One of her arms is wrapped around me while her other hand is tangled with my own hand. We always hold hands even when we're sleeping. We both felt secured that way. I'm resting my head on top of her chest as I listened to her steady heart beat. Britt - Britt. Britt - Britt. Britt - Britt. I patterned the beats of her heart with my name. I chuckled at how silly my thoughts are. But I can't help it. It really seems that her heart is screaming my name.
"What are you laughing at?" I was startled by the raspy sound of her voice. I popped my one eye open and looked at her. She's looking down at me already with her brows raised up.
"Nothing." I whispered and opened both of my eyes. Chocolate brown eyes met mine.
"Spill."
"It's really nothing, babe." I leaned up to kiss her lips. She met me halfway and we shared a tender kiss. "Good morning."
She winked at me. "Good morning." She pecked my lips one more time. I rested my head on her chest again.
"Come on. Tell me."
"Tell you what exactly?" I asked her.
"Why are you laughing a while ago? I'm curious." She said. She started rubbing my back.
"Hm, it's really nothing, San. Just a stupid thought." I shrugged hoping that she'll drop it.
"What thought? I know it's not stupid. Tell me, Britt."
"Promise me you won't laugh." I looked at her and she scrunched her brows.
"Fine. Promise." She linked her pinkies in mine and I smiled.
"Okay…" I took a deep breath and smiled. "I was listening to your beating heart. It's like every beat is screaming my name. Like, Britt - Britt. Britt - Britt." I closed my eyes expecting her to tease me.
"Really?" She sounded amused. "Well, it's true. My heart beats for only you." She smiled warmly at me. I know she's telling me the truth.
"I love you." I said.
"I love you too." We kissed again.
"Wait!" I said and sat up. It's really a bad thing to do that. I immediately felt dizzy. "We're gonna be late! Shoot… what time is it?"
"It's a little after ten…" She looked at her bedside table where a digital clock is placed.
"Oh, come on! Come on!" I untangled myself to the blanket draped over us. "Santana! Come on."
"Babe, we're on a leave."
"What?"
"I told Sam yesterday that we'll be gone for a few days…" She trailed off.
"No!" I said sternly at her. "I want to go to work."
"Hey… hey…" She stood up and wrapped her arms around me.
"San-"
"Babe, you don't have to worry about work. I won't fire you." She chuckled behind me.
"Argh! Fine! But I demand a deduction from my salary. I'll be absent for a few days too." I said exasperatingly.
"Britt, can you just relax? Don't stress yourself. It's just work. Besides, I'm your boss and as your boss I want you to take some days off… with me." She turned me around and pecked my lips. "I won't take no for an answer."
I frowned but I think it is a good idea. It will be like a mini vacation. After she convinced me that everything is fine she led me to the bathroom. We brushed our teeth and fixed ourselves.
"So… would you like to go downstairs? Let's have some breakfast." She said.
"Hm, only if you'd cook for me." I said.
"Oh, Pete's wife might have prepared something for us…"
I pouted.
"Okay. I promise you that I'll cook dinner tonight. Fair?"
"Sounds good."
"Okay, come on."
She dragged me out of the room and down to the kitchen. When we entered the kitchen I saw a middle-aged woman standing by the stove. I scanned the place and it looks so striking. The room is covered with red barnwood and the bright yellow lights added to the drama.
"Good morning, Lena." Santana greeted the woman who immediately turned to face us.
"Oh! Good morning, dear." She smiled sweetly at Santana. Her eyes diverted to me. "You must be Brittany?"
"Yes, I am." I said wondering how she knew my name.
"Britt, this is Lena, Pete's wife. She's a very good cook."
"I've heard so much about you, Brittany." Lena smiled and turned her back against us. "Santana, she's more beautiful in person. I'm glad you finally brought her home."
"Lena…" Santana whined as she pulled out a wooden stool under the marble countertop. She helped me to sit up and she took a sit beside me.
"What?" Lena asked innocently.
"What are you cooking?" Santana dropped the subject.
"Cheesy ham and hash brown casserole. I also made apple strudel muffins. I don't know what Brittany like. Would you like something specific this morning, dear?" Her question is directed to me.
"Oh, no. No. They're fine. I can't wait to taste them." I giggled.
"Trust me, she eats everything Lena." Santana giggled with me.
"Oooh, great! Then I'll make sure to prepare my specialties." Lena seems genuinely excited. "Coffee?" Lena asked us.
"Brittany doesn't drink coffee." Santana explained.
"How about a strawberry smoothie then?"
"Sure. That sounds great." I said to Lena's offer.
"Okay. Are you going to eat here?"
"Yeah, it's a little hot outside." Santana shrugged.
She nodded her head and finished preparing the food. After breakfast we went back to Santana's bedroom to change our clothes.
"San, I don't have clothes in here." I said.
"You have, silly!" She said and opened what I assumed is her walk in closet. She motioned for me to come to her.
And I am right. It is her walk in closet. It's different from the other parts of the house. The interior is covered with light pink and white paint. It's huge like a library. There are several shelves for her shoes. We walked further into the room and I saw her clothes neatly organized behind a glass sliding door. There's two pink leather couches in the middle of the room and a small coffee table with a vase on top. I noticed a picture frame slightly angled to the left. I went closer and saw that it is a picture of me and Santana. The one she took in the fitting room before I started working for her. We really looked adorable in the photo.
"Hey…" She said slowly making her way towards me.
"We look good here." I said and held the picture frame higher.
"No, we look good together." She said and linked her hand in my free hand.
"Of course." I smiled.
"I need to show you something." Santana said and pulled me.
She led me to the other end of the room. There are several shoes and clothes organized behind another glass door. Santana squeezed my hand and nodded towards something. I looked up and see my name engraved in gold. Brittany's. It is what's written on top of the cabinet. I faced her with tears threatening to fall from my eyes.
"How… when? I…" I am lost for words.
"Hey… baby, don't you like it?" She looks so worried.
"Are you kidding me? I love it Santana!" I can't believe she gave me a corner already. And not only a corner because it is already filled with cute shirts, shoes and dresses. I pulled her into a hug. "Thank you, San." I whispered.
"Anything to make you feel comfortable in here, B."
I kissed her on the lips with so much passion. She's so full of surprises. Sometimes I feel a little insecure for not doing things for her. I can't keep up with her.
"hey, are you okay?" She asked when she noticed that I'm staring at her. "What are you thinking?"
"Nothing... I'm just so lucky to have you." I shrugged.
"well, I'm lucky to have you too, baby." she smiled and pecked my lips. "Hey, do you want to check out the house?" She offered and I nodded enthusiastically.
...
After two hours or so we finally ended our tour in Santana's house-slash-mansion-slash-lodge. It's very fascinating and comfortable. Each room is interrelated to each other. Each room is telling a story of its own. Like the guest rooms that were located on the west side of the house. They are really fantastic. The insides are mostly composed of woods and glass just like the rest of the house. They have their own bathrooms and king size beds. Santana's office is placed downstairs. It was huge and connected to it is a mini library and conference area. The dining hall is in the east side. It is very classy and elegant. There is a long table and chairs made up of woods. Santana have them personalized by putting light cushions on each chair to make them more comfortable. You can see garden through the glasses surrounding the place. The garden has a small landscape. Pale green grasses are everywhere.
There is a breathtaking waterfall designed pool at the back. Santana explained that it is an exquisite natural infinity pool. There is a Jacuzzi on the side and a sauna on the left. I wanted to swim right away but she didn't let me. She said that it can wait.
She then led me to the basement where there is a game room, gym and her very own wine cellar. When we entered the wine cellar I gasped at the view when the lights are lit one by one. It's like I'm looking at the city of New York. Bright lights almost blinded me. The wines are organized in a glass enclosed racks according to year and labels. It's like a freaking library or museum of wines! There are brown leather couches and coffee table in the middle of the room.
"Whoa! You'll literary drown in wine here!" I blurted and she laughed at me.
"At least you're here to help me out." She winked at me. "Do you have any suggestion for later?"
I turned to her immediately and my eyes lit up with desire. I can't really choose. They all seem great and expensive.
"Hm, you choose." I said shyly.
"Oh, come on, Britt-Britt. Help me out. I'm cooking dinner remember?"
"What are you going to cook?" I asked.
"Hm, I'm thinking of Fettuccine Alfredo?" it sounded more like a question than a statement.
I grinned at her, "I can't wait!" I said thinking of what will be a good pair for it. "Pinot Noir or Albariño?" I asked.
She furrowed her brows while searching the rack.
"Flowers Sea View Ridge Pinot Noir 2011 sounds okay to you?"
"Of course." I shrugged as she picked it out of the rack. We went upstairs and set it on the kitchen while we continue the tour.
…
"I'm hungry." Santana slumped down on the couch. We are back in her room now. I sat on the edge of her bed reading one of the books I got from her library. She's watching the TV… more like flipping the channels.
"Britt, I'm hungry." She repeated again with a groan. This time I looked up at her and saw her legs placed on the armrest.
"Let's go downstairs then…" I kept my voice cool.
"Brittany!" She groaned again. I know what her problem is. We just had our lunch so I know that she's not hungry for food. She's hungry for me. I shook my head and tried to pretend to read again. I can sense the frustration out of her. What? I wanted to tease her more. When I do that to her we both multiple orgasms in a few rounds due to her crazy cravings.
She stood up and sighed exaggeratedly.
"Fine!" She said. "I'll just help myself." She walked towards the bathroom while stripping off slowly. With that my eyes grow bigger. I jumped out of bed and chase her to the bathroom. Her glorious body is now naked. I pulled her close to me. She smirked at the contact.
"So now you're hungry too?" She asked while still holding the smirk.
"Always." I said in almost a whisper while I let my lips land on her plump lips. I carried her back to the bed and throw her gently. I stripped down teasingly.
"Britt, can you just not do that right now? I needz to get my mack on!" yep! She used that again, her 'LIMA HEIGHTS' accent. It's better not to mess up with her anymore when she uses that because that means a) She's really aching with lust; b) She's sexually frustrated and; c) She'll not give you the orgasm you deserve if you keep going. I immediately discarded the remaining clothing out of my body and dive into her.
…
After a few rounds, I held Santana with our fingers laced again. She's lying on top of me. Her breathing is steadier now unlike a few minutes ago. I looked at the clock. It's a little after four. I looked down at her to see her sweet caramel lips slightly apart while her nose scrunches from time to time. She always tell me that I'm the adorable one when it's the total opposite.
Santana is just tough on the outside. But when you really get to know her she's a softy. Of course she will not admit that to anyone else aside from me. She easily lets her guard down whenever we're together. She trusts me with all that she has and I trust her too with all that I have. We complement each other. We still fought and argue once in a while but we never really let it come between us. There's never a day we'd sleep mad at each other. That's how things work for us. We respected each other's space. When we are ready to talk, that's when we'll talk. It'll be quickly followed by a make out session which I love the best.
Santana is not only my girl friend. She is my best friend, my shield, my strength and my weakness. She's my soulmate. I would never love someone else as much as I love her. I didn't recognize that she's already staring at me.
"What are you thinking?"
"You. Always you." I whispered trying to prolong this moment.
"That's why I'm always tired." She whispered back and smiled sleepily.
I scrunched my brows in confusion. "Huh? Why?"
"I'm always tired because I run in your head for 24/7." She closed her eyes and smiled.
My heart melted at her words, I bent down to kiss her.
"I like this." I said.
"Like what?"
"Being able to stay like this… hold you in my arms, watch you, talk to you. I just love everything we do."
"Me too, Brittany. I wish I could stay wrapped up beside you forever."
"Well, you could. We could stay together forever."
"Hm, do you believe that forever exists?"
"Of course." Whenever I look at you I see forever. My heart, body, mind and everything belongs to you. You are my forever, Santana.
"Really?"
"Why? Don't you?" I asked getting anxious of the pause she's giving me. I think I already know the answer.
"I… I don't." She said sadly. "No, I didn't believe that it exists… but then I found you. My world turned upside down when you came into my life. When we first made love I told myself that indeed, forever exists… it exists because of you." She opened her eyes to look at me. "You are my forever, Brittany. I can feel it in my veins. I can feel it whenever my heart pumps. With you, I'm complete."
"Santana, you just made me the happiest woman on earth…" I wiped the tears that flowed down my face. "No, happiest woman in the universe!" I exclaimed. She smiled and I kissed her. We remain like that for almost an eternity before I reluctantly pulled back. "You are my very own definition of forever, Santana."
thoughts?
I'm really upset when I didn't get any review last chapter. I don't know if anyone is still interested in this fanfic. But I still write it though. It makes my day worth it somehow. I'll wrap it up and fast forward things into 3 chapters. So, there are only three chapters left. I hope you enjoy this. Thanks for reading.