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I woke up from an incessant knocking at Brit's apartment door. I slowly flutter my eyes open when I felt the warmth of her body leave me and saw her quickly put on a robe and run out of the room to the door. She comes back a few minutes later and puts a white envelope in her dresser drawer quietly; she then took the robe off and slipped back in bed instantly cuddling back into my side.

"Everything ok?" I ask her softly as my eyes drooped closed again and I turned on my side to face her, pulling her closer and resting my hand on her hip.

"Yeah, sorry that woke you up." She replies while kissing me on the neck a few times and running her hand slowly up and down my side. "Are you cold? You have goose bumps." She noted.

"A little bit." I tell her. "I'm sure cuddling with you will warm me up." I say while opening my eyes and smiling at her.

She leans forward and kisses me before getting as close as possible and rubbing my body everywhere her hands could reach to warm me up. "Good morning."

"Good morning baby." I reply before kissing her softly and nestling my face in her neck. "Your bed is so much more comfortable than mine; we should stay at your place more often." I tease.

"It's only comfy right now because I'm holding you." She says shyly. "I like your bed more; I like your apartment more. It's homier than mine."

"I wouldn't say that." I shrug. "It's just a different feel. I love your apartment B."

"I don't care where we sleep, as long as it's together." She states while looking deep in my eyes. "I love you."

"Awwwww. I love you so much Brit." I reply and kiss her softly. "Last night was …." I pause and exhale softly. "I don't even have the right word to describe it Brit. I've never had anyone do something like that for me before. A rooftop dinner with a private chef after a horse and carriage ride! That's insanely romantic." I gush. "You honestly made me feel like the only girl in the world last night. Like the luckiest girl in the world."

"You deserve to be pampered, I'm going to give you the world Sanny, I promise." Brittany told me. "Besides, you more than took care of me after our shower." She laughed out.

I press our lips together and kiss her with everything I have in me right now while stroking her hair. "That was beyond amazing, you are something else in bed baby." I reply when the kiss breaks.

"Mmmmmmm, last night was definitely amazing and well worth the wait." She hums out against my lips before sucking my bottom lip in her mouth and pulling me into a heated kiss. I feel her hands all over my body when there is another knock on the door. "Sorry Sanny." She says quickly before jumping up and putting her robe on to answer the door again.

I sigh and pull the cover back over me. I wonder who keeps coming to her door. Before I can even start letting my mind wander Brit comes skipping back into the room. She has another white envelope and quickly slips it in the same drawer as the first one. I slightly raise an eyebrow at the action.

"Who was that Brit?" I ask her while sitting up.

"Oh just a neighbor." She shrugs before slipping in next to me.

"Oh..." I lean my head on her shoulder. I feel her kiss my forehead and wrap her arm around me. "Do you work today?" She asks.

I nod. "Yeah I'm bartending tonight for Happy Hour, ummm tomorrow and Thursday too, so I'm off Saturday for Q's dinner party." I tell her. "You're off Saturday right?"

"I'm off Saturday night; I work in the morning though." She replies. "I'm off by 3pm though."

"Good, because I really want you there baby." I tell her as I sit up and straddle her.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." She smiles while wrapping her arms around my waist and beginning to massage my lower back.

I open her robe and run my hands down her body as I lean forward to kiss her. "What time do you work Brit?" I whisper in her ear as I begin to kiss down her neck.

"At 11am." She moans out while now rubbing my thighs. "We have time for a few rounds."

I lean back so I can look at her. "A few huh?" I smirk before leaning back forward and kissing her.


10am

After making love to Brit this morning for like an hour, I fell back asleep, which confirmed that last night was not a fluke and she is indeed beyond amazing in bed. I roll over to cuddle closer to her when I realize she isn't in bed anymore. I open my eyes just as she comes back in the room with just a towel on while combing out her wet hair.

"Do you have to go to work Brit?" I whine out.

Brittany laughs and sits on the edge of the bed. "As much I would love to lay and cuddle with you, I have to go to work." She bends down and kisses my forehead. "I'm off at 7 tonight, so we can hang out when you get off of work, watch a movie maybe?" She suggests while standing up and starting to get dressed.

I nod. "Sounds great, why don't you use my car, I can take a cab to the bar, it's not that far."

"Cool, I'll pick you up from work then." Brittany says happily. "We can have a quick drink."

"Sounds good." I sit up and reluctantly get out of bed. I spot a T-shirt on the floor so I toss it on quickly. "I'll make you a quick breakfast before you go." I call over my shoulder while heading towards the kitchen.

Since Brittany is usually at my house, her fridge is kind of bare, but I spot some eggs, a red pepper, onion, ranch dressing, and some cut up chicken breast for salad and make her a quick omelette. Just as I'm putting it on a plate she comes in the kitchen wrapping her arms around my waist.

"Seriously is there anything you can't cook? Everything you make smells amazing." She asks with a smile as I turn in her arms and hand her the plate.

"Eat up so you aren't late." I tell her with a smile.

"You aren't eating?" She asks while sitting down at the counter on one of the stools.

I shake my head. "I'm not hungry just yet; I just wanted to make sure you ate something before work." I reply while beginning to wash my dishes and clean up the mess I made.

"I do work at a diner Sanny." Brittany states with a smile. "I can always eat at work."

I laugh at her. "You could but I like you eating my food better." I wink at her.

"Any plans for the morning?" Brittany asks while eating.

"I'm going to do some laundry." I tell her. "Do you need any done?"

"You don't have to wash my clothes Sanny." She shakes her head with a frown.

"I don't mind Brit, I have to wash anyways, and I have a washer and dryer in my apartment so it's convenient." I tell her while drying my hands off.

"Are you sure?" She asks while holding up a forkful of the omelette to my mouth.

I accept the forkful and lick my lips. "Damn, that is good." I laugh out.

"Told you." She says with a smile.

"I'll grab your hamper baby." I tell her while going back to her bedroom. I'm in Brit's room picking up clothes I think are dirty and grabbing our clothes from last night off the floor when she comes in and quickly turns me around.

"Thank you for breakfast." She states before kissing me.

"You're welcome." I tell her truthfully, I love cooking for Brittany, so I honestly don't mind.

"Here is a key to my place." She says while handing me a key with a pink ribbon around it. "I was going to give it to you last night but we got busy." She adds with a wink.

My heart flutters and skips a beat as I lunge forward and hug her tightly. "Thanks baby."

"Now you don't have to rush to leave this morning." She tells me while leaving the bathroom. I follow her out and sit next to her as she puts her shoes on. "I gotta get going but I'll see you later." She says while standing up and kissing me.

"I'll walk you to door." I tell her as the kiss breaks.

After another pretty intense make out session at the door, Brittany finally leaves and heads to work. I go into super domestic mood and start cleaning for some reason. I mopped her kitchen, vacuumed the rugs and dusted in her living room; I then scrubbed down her bathroom, and changed the sheets on her bed.

I kept staring at her dresser drawer wondering what was in the white envelopes she placed in there this morning. I can't look because that's snooping and it's not my business. I trust that when Brit's at my apartment she isn't going through my drawers and cabinets. I shake my head at myself for even entertaining the thought. I then go to Brit's closet and pull out a pair of sweat pants and put them on with a pair of her sneakers and load up the laundry to take back to my place, hoping I can get it all done before work.

As I'm heading to the door I notice a while envelope slip under the door. I have a mini stare off with the envelope before I take a deep breath and step over it and leave the apartment.


6pm

"Ok so 7 shots and 2 martinis is going to be $50." I tell an older woman. She quickly hands me her credit card to pay, and slides me a $20 when I hand it back to her. "Thanks." I tell her with a big smile.

I'm wiping down the counter when Quinn approaches and sits down. "Hey Snixx."

I laugh. "What's up Q." I place a napkin down in front of her. "What do you want?"

"A martini." Quinn replies while setting her phone down.

"How about a SnixxTini." I smile while mixing up a drink.

"What?" Quinn says with a smile.

"I made up a drink, the SnixxTini." I tell her while setting down the bright red martini, with a sugar rim, in front of her and placing a lemon wedge on the rim before tossing a cinnamon stick in.

"Why a sugar rim with a lemon?" Quinn asked with a frown. "Kinda contradictory isn't it?"

I shake my head. "Taste it and see." I say cockily. I've been working on different flavors all night, after doing some research earlier this afternoon, to find the perfect drink that I can market to Puck.

"Damn S!" Quinn said happily. "This is seriously the best drink I've ever had. I swear you should like own a restaurant or like a little snack spot that serves drinks."

"Really? You like it?" I ask her with a huge smile just as Puck comes over.

"What's going on ladies?" He says with a smile while hugging Quinn.

"Taste this Puck." Quinn stated while lifting her glass up to him. He accepted the glass and took a sip. He swished it around in his mouth a bit, before knocking off the rest of the glass. "I said taste not drink." Quinn whined.

"I'll make you another one Q." I laugh while getting out the flavors I need to make another one.

"What is it?" Puck asked while putting the glass down. "It was sweet but had a bite to it. I loved it."

"I call it the SnixxTini." I tell him.

His eyes widened. "You made that up?"

I nod while sliding another one in front of Quinn, who happily took a sip.

"That is now the official drink of Happy Hour San." Puck said with a grin. "Congrats you just earned yourself a raise."

"Shit! Are you serious Puck?" I exclaim quickly.

"Absolutely, write down what ingredients you need to make this, so I can make sure your area always has it in stock." Puck told me. "Oh and don't tell the other bartenders what's in it, this is your drink, I only want you to make it."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." I rush out excitedly.

"Do you have any shots up your sleeve you can make?" He then asks while leaning on the counter.

I smirk to myself, glad that Brit and I played bartender at my apartment last week and mixed up a bunch of different liquors so I could practice. I quickly pull out some bottles and mix up 2 different shots. I slide them both to Quinn and Puck to taste.

"The red one is called the SnixxBite, kinda like a snake bite." I tell them. "It's whiskey, jagermeister, cinnamon schnapps, and a drop of grenadine."

They both take the shot quickly, Quinn coughs a little, but Puck has a huge smile on his face. "Fuckin amazin." He said quickly. "I love how it really feels like the cinnamon is biting the back of your throat."

I smile and slide the next shot in front of them. "It's peach vodka, champagne, and a splash of cranberry juice. You'll definitely love this one Q."

They take the shots and Quinn instantly smiles. "You know me so well San."

"I dig this one too." Puck said while nodding. "How about this San, let's talk at the dinner party about marketing some of these drinks and getting you a profit from it."

My eyes instantly widen. "Seriously?"

Puck nods. "Hell yeah, if we can teach the other bartenders how to make these shots, we can do specials with them on the weekends, you deserve a profit, it's your creation. So we'll talk this weekend." He then winks.

"Great! I can't wait." I tell him.

"Is Rachel in town to come to the dinner party?" Quinn asks while taking a sip of her martini.

Puck nodded and grabbed a beer from behind the bar. "Yeah, she'll be in town."

"Great, appetizers start at 7 sharp." Quinn told him as he walked away.

"God I'm so happy my luck is turning around." I say while leaning on the counter.

"You are having a pretty good month." Quinn agrees while nodding. "So how did your anniversary with Brittany go?"

I quickly blush and giggle like a crazy person. "Amazing Q." I breathe out. "So I woke up early to make her breakfast, while I was cooking there's a knock at my door and 3 delivery guys give me like 136 long stem roses, all different colors." I gush.

"Jesus Christ." Quinn says as her jaw drops.

I nod. "I know right, so she explained what all the roses meant and everything, and during breakfast I gave her a key to my place and my car."

"You car?" Quinn asked while raising an eyebrow. "You barely let me sit in the passenger seat." She then laughs.

"You aren't the love of my life." I tell her.

"Wait….when did that happen? You told her you loved her?" Quinn rambles out quickly.

"Yeah, we were in the park on Saturday night after the poetry event, we were just talking and holding hands when we stopped to sit at a bench. We were cuddling and she asked me to sing to her." I began as my eyes started to water at the memory. "I asked what she wanted me to sing and she said whatever was in my heart, so I started singing Mariah Carey "I Want To Love What Love Is."

"Great song." Quinn says while taking a sip of her drink.

I nod. "I started singing and all I could feel was love, the words were just perfect Q, the snow started to fall around us and I looked in her eyes and just told her."

"Sounds like a scene of out romantic comedy." She smiles.

"It was definitely a fairy tale moment." I agree while pouring shots for an order that came through on the register.

"You are so cute now that you are in love S. I love this side of you." Quinn says happily.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah I still kick ass when needed." I tell her. "So don't get too comfortable." I laugh.

"Whatever finish the story." Quinn says while rolling her eyes.

"So, afterwards we like cuddle on the couch, I ask Brit what she wants for dinner. Since my parents and abuela gave me money, plus I've been racking up tips here, I saved enough to buy whatever she wanted me to cook." I tell her as 2 girls come up to the bar and order drinks. "But she says we were going someplace super special for dinner."

I finish the drinks and slide them to the women. "$10 for the both." One of the girls hands me $13 and winks at me. "Thanks lady." I reply with a smile before turning back to Quinn.

"She was flirting with you." Quinn laughs.

"Who?"

"The blonde that just touched your hand when you paid you." Quinn noted.

"Oh, the only blonde I want, the only woman I want is Brittany." I tell her shyly with a shrug as I place the money in the register and my tip in my apron.

"You're whipped already." Quinn laughs.

"You want to hear the story or not blondie?" I ask trying to glare but it didn't work. Quinn was right, I've been completely whipped by Brittany, and actually proud of it.

"Sorry, go on," She encourages.

"So she leaves to go home and change and tells me she'll be back at 7. She calls me at 7 and tells me to come downstairs and there's a fuckin horse and carriage outside the building. We go on beautiful scenic route and it was just perfect. We get back to her place because she said she left something before we head to dinner." I continue. "And she surprises me with a rooftop dinner with a private chef."

"Damn, how can Brittany afford that on a waitress salary?" Quinn asks with a frown. "My parents had a personal chef for an anniversary once and it's definitely not cheap San."

"Brit's rich." I shrug.

"Wait…..what?" Quinn asked quickly.

"We made love after dinner for the first time." I blush remembering the highs Brittany took me to last night and this morning. "And she told me."

"She randomly blurted out she was rich?" Quinn frowned.

"No, I asked her a few days ago was she rich, because she's always pays for everything and tells me not to worry about money when I'm with her." I explain. "She didn't answer when I asked, so I just decided to drop it, but then after we made love she said she was richer than I could ever imagine."

"Maybe she meant like rich in love." Quinn said while crossing her arms around her chest. "She can't mean money."

"Why does it matter Q?" I ask her getting agitated.

"It doesn't matter S, but it doesn't make sense either. If she's rich, why is she waitressing?" Quinn asks.

"Hell if I know Q." I say angrily. "Look, I don't want to talk about it anymore, let's talk about something else."

"San…."

"Q, drop it." I tell her.

"Okay, I'm sorry." She says softly. "I'm glad you finally told her you loved though, that's a big step for you. I'm happy that you found someone you really love babe, and your anniversary sounds like it was beyond romantic San."

I look up at her and smile. "Thanks Q."

I serve a few more people during a mini rush while Quinn makes a phone call, when the rush dies down and it's just us two again I sigh and lean back on the counter. "Can I ask you something?"

Quinn puts her phone down and takes a sip of drink. "Of course."

"So I stayed at Brittany's place last night, and this morning people keep knocking on her door giving her white envelopes, should I ask her about it?"

"What's in the envelopes?" She asks.

"I don't know." I shrug while opening a can of sprite and filling a glass for myself.

"Was she acting weird about it?" Quinn asks.

I shake my head. "She would come back to the room and put the envelope on a drawer and act like nothing happened."

"Weird…" Quinn states. "You think she's a drug dealer?"

"Out of her apartment? I doubt it." I tell her with a scowl.

"Maybe it was people dropping off payments for Mike for the studio, like for lessons or something." Quinn suggests.

"Maybe, but why her apartment?" I ask softly. "Should I ask her?"

"Does it bother you?"

"Not really, kind of, shit, maybe Q, I don't know." I ramble out.

"Give it a few days, maybe she will eventually tell you." Quinn suggests.

We sit and talk about the dinner party for the next 20 minutes; Quinn filled me in on who was coming, and what the caterer was serving just as Brittany walked in the bar. We lock eyes immediately and my breath hitches momentarily at the sight of her. She comes over and hugs Quinn right away.

"Hey Quinnie." She says with a huge smile.

"Hey Brittany." Quinn replies with a big smile back. "How are you?"

"A little tired from work, but other than that I'm great." Brittany replies as I come from behind the bar to hug her. "Hey baby." She whispers in my ear while hugging me tightly.

"Hey Brit Brit." I say happily before pressing my lips softly against hers. "Do you want a drink?" I ask her as I head back behind the bar and she sits on a stool next to Quinn.

"Sure, surprise me." She smiles.

"Did you get dressed at my place or yours?" I ask her while mixing up a drink for her.

"I went straight to yours after work." She says. "Is that ok?"

"Of course." I tell her. "That's why I gave you the key baby." I assure her while setting a purple martini in front of her. "This is called the Brit Brit." I wink.

"She has a special drink?" Quinn asks with a smile.

"Of course, she's special to me." I say shyly. "I only make it for her."

Brittany takes a sip. "Perfect as always." She nods.

I look down at my watch. "We can leave after you finish your drink Brit, if you want. You look tired, we can relax at home."

"Sounds good." She agrees.

"Ok, let me go grab my stuff." I tell her as I take my apron off and kiss her on the cheek as I walk by.

"So Brittany…" I hear Quinn start to ask as I walk away.


8pm

After Brit finished her drink, we ended up leaving right away; we stopped by a pizza place on the way and picked up dinner. Once we got back to my place I changed into a tank top and a pair of shorts, while Brit did the same thing. So here we are snuggled on the couch, eating a large pepperoni, mushroom, and green pepper pizza with extra cheese.

"Hey Brit." I ask after picking up my 3rd slice. "Can we talk about last night?"

Brittany grabs another slice and turns to look at me. "Did the food make you sick or something?" She asks with a frown.

"No, nothing like that." I assure her. "Ummm, I'm referring to you saying you're rich."

"Oh." Brittany shrugs. "Does it change our relationship?"

I toss my pizza back in the box and rest my hands on her legs. "Of course not Brit, I love you regardless or what you have or don't have. You know that right?"

Brittany sets her slice down as well. "Yeah I do know that."

"If you don't want to talk about it, it's ok." I tell her softly while grabbing her hands. "We don't have to."

"I'm not always comfortable talking about it." Brittany frowns. "Especially since you have money troubles right now, I don't want to like rub it in your face or anything."

"Brit, I know you would never do that." I tell her. "You can tell me when you are completely comfortable baby. Ok?" I lean forward and kiss her softly on the lips.

"I love you so much Sanny." She smiles.

"I love you more." I wink as I pick up my slice of pizza.

We finish eating in a slight awkward silence that was driving me crazy. I wonder if Brittany got a crazy inheritance and that's why she has so much money. I should ask her about the white envelopes that people kept dropping off at her apartment. No, that's probably a bad idea; she may not want to talk about that either. I don't want us to have secrets in our relationship, but I guess that's not really a secret. Damn, my head hurts now. I sigh and lean on the arm of the couch.

I feel Brittany lay on me and hug me. "What's wrong?" She asks softly.

"I'm fine Brit, just the start of a headache I think." I tell her truthfully.

"Need anything?" She asks while rubbing my side.

"I don't think so." I tell her while turning my head to look at her and smile. "Hey, why don't we take a bath and relax in there for a little while?"

"Lots of bubbles?" Brittany asks excitedly.

"As many as we can fit." I tell her with a smile.

I stand up and lead Brit back to the bathroom and start running a bath for the both of us. We settle in the tub, me leaning back on Brittany's chest. I feel her wrap her arms around my waist and I completely relax and lean my head back on her shoulder.

Brittany places a few soft kisses on my shoulder. "I'm off tomorrow so I was going to go grocery shopping for you." She states. "Anything specific you need me to get?"

"You don't have to buy me food baby." I tell her while resting my hands on top of hers.

"I know, but I want to. You do all of the cooking so it's the least I can do." She replies while resting her head on mine.

"Ok." I say. I've learned not to argue with Brittany over paying for things, because she will just pay anyways. "Umm, I can make a list tomorrow morning, but I don't think I need anything specific, I'm going shopping for the stuff for the cookies Friday morning, maybe just some fruit." I tell her. "And if you want something specific for me to cook."

"Ok, sounds good." Brittany states.

"Can you tell me a poem?" I then ask her.

Brittany hugs me tighter and kisses me on the neck. "Of course. I was thinking about when you first told me you loved me." She starts while massaging my thighs under the water. "You said you were scared to give yourself to someone completely right?"

I nod. "Yeah, but not anymore." I say while sitting up slightly so I can look at Brittany. "I love you Brittany, with everything in me, my mind, my body, my soul, my heart." I say with a shy smile. "I can't believe I'm this in love with someone but you have my heart baby, "

She matches me smiles and kisses me. "Good, because I love you just as much Sanny, and so does Lord Tubbington." She winks.

"I love him too." I laugh. "I don't want us to have any secrets or keep anything from each other Brit, I'm putting my heart on the line and I'm trusting you with it." I add softly.

"I would never lie to you San." Brittany whispers while looking my eyes. "I love you so much and I would never hurt you or lie to you or anything like that. I know you are taking a chance by giving me your heart and I'm not going to be careless with it." She tells me. "You can trust me with it."

I nod. "Ok, I do trust you with it." She softly kisses me on the lips and leans back pulling me back with her so I'm resting on her chest again.

"Well I wrote this poem yesterday morning when I went to my apartment. I was thinking about you, how much I love you, how happy I am to have found you Sanny, how proud I am of you." Brittany said softly before kissing me on my shoulder again. "This is about you."

In my heart there is a sensation

Delicate delicious soft emotion

Intoxicated sight deep sea eyes

Mysterious mystic melody lies

Hypnotic mesmerizing surprise

Glistering glorious magnetic face

Lustrous green delightful grace

Dark jet black cascading hair

Lots of secrets I wish to share

Need you to feel the depth of ocean

Height of the hill will be a true fun

Some one so near and dear, my own

Adventure feel together unknown

Unseen unsaid lots of passion wonder

Soft touch heavy breath fondling tender

Love care raw wish inflaming desire

Naughty, sweet game played together

Slowly and gradually in pleasure unbound

Drown bottom deep in you myself I found

I sit up and turn to face Brittany. "That's about me?" I ask her. She nods and I immediately capture her lips in mine and kiss her passionately. "I found myself in you too Brit." I whisper to her. "You helped me realize what love is." I smile.

Brittany grabs me tightly with one arm and pulls herself up with the other and carries me to my bed. She lays me down on the top of the comforter and immediately lays on me and kisses me passionately before she starts kissing down my body slowly to my core. I feel her open my legs and place a feather light kiss there before she settles between my legs and lays on me kissing me again. She begins rocking slowly at first on my thigh. Her thigh hitting my core right where I needed it quickly elicited a loud moan from me instantly. I run my fingers through her wet hair and kiss her quickly sticking my tongue in my mouth and caressing hers.

"Sanny." She whispers in my ear while picking up the pace and rocking faster. "I love you."

I sink my nails into her back and begin to rock as well, which is fairly easy since we didn't dry off from the bath. I hear Brittany's breathing pattern change and I know she is close. I lift her head and kiss her again. "I love you too Brit." I tell her when the kiss breaks. I then roll us over so I'm on top and I kiss down her body and slowly lick her folds moaning at how good she tastes.

"San!" She screams out when I roll my tongue around her clit. I suck on her clit and flick my tongue over it a few times, which sends her body through a crazy shake. I smirk proudly at myself before sucking firmly on her clit and let her explode in my mouth. I lick my lips and lick up every drop of her arousal my tongue could reach before crawling back up her body settling next to her kissing her on the neck.

Brittany ran her hand down my body and slowly entered 2 fingers in and started a nice steady pace. It felt so damn good that I started to rock into her hand and with a curl of her fingers I tensed and climaxed while screaming out in Spanish. I clutch tightly to Brittany as my ride out my orgasm and appreciate when she rubs my back slowly to bring me down.

"I love you Brit." I tell her with a sleepy smile.

"I love you too." She responds before kissing me softly.

I see Brittany's eyes start to droop, so I stroke her hair. "You're tired baby, get some rest." I tell her. "I'm going to drain the tub and get in bed with you." I tell her.

She nods. "Mmkay Sanny." She mumbles out. I run to the bathroom and quickly drain the tub and grab two towels. I first dry myself off and slip on a tank top and a pair of shorts. I then dry Brittany off slowly and gently so I don't wake her up. I slip some pants on her and have her sit up briefly so I can put a shirt on her. I then cuddle close in her side and fall asleep as well.


Midnight

I wake up from a mixture of my phone ringing in the living room and my stomach growling. Sex makes me sleepy and hungry and right now hunger is winning. Brittany is dead to the world asleep still, so I kiss her on the forehead and slip out of bed for a midnight snack. I go to the kitchen and grab a bowl of cereal and sit down on the couch. I turn on the TV and get beyond excited when Master Chef is on. My phone goes off again and I see its Quinn.

What's up Q?

I didn't wake you or Brit up did I?

Nope, I was up eating cereal anyways, Brit's asleep in the bedroom, what's up, everything ok?

Ummm, are you sure Brit's asleep?

I frown. Yeah I'm positive, you're scaring me Q what's wrong?

So I did a little research on Brittany when I left the bar earlier

Why? I ask her angrily. Do not mess this up for me Q, I really really love her

I'm not going to mess anything up for you San, but I figured out how Brittany is rich

How? You don't know anything about her

Well I know her apartment has top of the line appliances and fixtures that you ranted about for hours one night,

Yeah, I remember the picture I sent you, she has like the current model of appliances from this year Q

I went and looked at the model apartment in her building this evening, and she put those appliances and stuff in herself, that's not standard

Ok…what's wrong with that?

No waitress can afford that stuff San. Who hooks up an apartment like that anyways?

I don't know Q I say while eating a spoonful of my Apple Jacks. What's your point and why are you stalking her?

Stalk is such a strong word San. I'm just checking out my best friends girlfriend.

I roll my eyes and smile Ok and what did you find out from looking at a model apartment aside from the fact that Brittany bought her own appliances?

I found out that building manager is a woman named Brittany

Brittany is a pretty common name Quinn

I also found out that the building is owned by Pierce Property Management, that building and every building in a 5 mile radius, including your building.

That's not uncommon I say shakily. Property management companies try to buy blocks and own them

No, that's not uncommon or out of ordinary. I looked up Pierce Property Management and the current owner is Brittany S Pierce. San she owns over 5000 apartment buildings across the country, including yours. She's not only rich, she's beyond super rich, and she's your landlord.

I have to go Q, I'll call you tomorrow I shake shakily while dropping my spoon.

I quickly hang up the phone and run to the cabinet and pull out my lease agreement and sure enough I live in a Pierce Property Management building. I then pull out my laptop and look up the management company. I go to their website and skim through the background family information, I scroll down to the bottom of the article and read the last sentence out loud

"…upon his death Brian Pierce left his company, all his stocks and assets, and his complete fortune to his youngest granddaughter Brittany Susan Pierce."

I click the link of her name and her picture pops up. "Holy shit."

"San? Why are you up baby?" I hear Brittany ask while walking in the living room. "Everything okay?"

I turn my head and look at her before I set the laptop down on the table and point to it. "You're my landlord?" I ask her slowly.

Her eyes widen and I see them turn a soft shade of pink as tears cloud over them. "You weren't supposed to find out this way." She whispers.


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