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Mercedes cooked a breakfast feast for us consisting of waffles, eggs, sausage, hasbrowns, and a biscuit recipe that I begged her to give me. Quinn told us that Mr. and Mrs. Thompson booked hotel rooms for us to stay overnight so we wouldn't have to make the 2 hour drive home so late at night. So I packed some clothes for Brit and I while she made sure everything was unplugged and turned off. She packed an overnight bag for Chef and Lord Tubs, which I thought was adorable, so we could take them over for what Brit called a 'guys night' with Sam, who graciously agreed to watch them for us. I can tell I'll be terrible when we have kids, because it was way too hard for me to leave Chef, Brit packed treats, toys, his bed, and a picture of us. Sam looked at us like we were crazy when I started to tear up a little and Brittany simply held me in silence, while Quinn laughed hysterically at me. I've been super sappy and overly emotional lately, which is different for me, but I like it.
After a long drawn out goodbye, we hit the road in Sam's truck. I spent the first half hour of the trip on my iPad putting together a menu and an alternate menu in case the store didn't have what I needed or the unexpected came up. I cuddled close to Brit and ran different ideas by her to see what sounded the most appetizing. I love doing that with Brit because she doesn't simply say yes to everything. If something doesn't really mix well Brittany will definitely question it and have me think of a new idea, i love and appreciate her honesty. Once I have my menu put together, with Brits nod of approval, I make a list of all the ingredients we need to buy and pray that the house I'm cooking at has all the cookware I need. Quinn and Mercedes are chatting away in the front seat about some "bitch" that works in their office; I listen in for a few minutes because Mercedes is telling the story so damn animatedly that it has my attention before my eyes get heavy from my lack of sleep last night.
I glance over at Brittany and see she is fast asleep against the window. I slide back closer to her and lean on her arm. She wakes up slightly and lifts her arm so I can cuddle closer to her more comfortably. She wraps her arm around me tightly as I lean in the cargo area and grab a blanket to toss over us. I feel Brittany kiss the top of my head several times before she exhales softly. I wrap my arm around her waist and rub her side slowly. Brittany takes her other hand and lifts my head up and kisses me gently on the lips.
"Did you finish all your lists?" She whispers out, her voice laced with exhaustion.
"Yeah I did." I nod.
"Did you finish your back up lists?" She asks with a small smile.
I quickly blush. There Brit goes again being super amazing. I'm a list person, I don't forget things easily but I just like to be organized. So I usually make a backup list, which is a list of things I know for a fact I can't forget from the first list. It sounds confusing but it makes perfect sense to me, and shockingly it makes sense to Brittany as well.
"Yeah I did." I tell her as I lean up and press my lips against hers again. I lift my hand and cup her cheek as Brittany deepens the kiss and softly moans as her hand slips under my sweatshirt and rests on my bare back where she lightly scratches.
"We've seen enough of you two in action for the day, please spare us a car sex scene." Quinn says while glancing in the rear view mirror at us.
"You didn't see us doing anything this morning, and we aren't going to have sex right now." I laugh out as I begin to pepper soft kisses to Brittany's neck before I rest my head on her chest again.
"I saw enough, trust me." Quinn says while rolling her eyes. "More than I needed to, more than I ever wanted to, actually."
"I think you two are beyond adorable." Mercedes smiles. "But I am glad we have 2 rooms because I get the feeling you two go at it like crazy constantly."
"Hey, we absolutely don't just have sex all the time." Brittany said defensively but with a smile.
Brittany was telling the truth. She and I probably have sex 3 times a week maybe 4, but when we do it lasts for hours, it's like we make up for missed times and completely indulge in one another. We actually spend a lot of our time together talking, cooking, or watching cooking shows on TV, which I'm glad she enjoys just as much as I do. I love the nights we sit on the floor in the living room with our pets in our laps surrounded by candles and wine and just talk. It's so amazing to me how we rarely repeat topics and the conversation is always entertaining. I tell Brittany all the time her mind is so fascinating, the way she views the world and is able to view the world through other people's eyes as well is just, wow. She not always has her own opinions, but always takes other opinions into consideration as well.
"Lay back on me and get some rest." Brittany says while opening her arms inviting me to cuddle again. I instead have Brit slide over to the middle so I can swing my legs over her lap and cuddle with her that way. I double check that the door is locked and lean my back on it and pull Brit back closer to me so we are kind of perpendicular with one another. She rests her hand on my thighs, which were now across her lap and wraps her other arm around my back tucking her hand in the pocket of my hoodie. She kisses me on the neck and rests her head in the crook between my neck and my head and sighs out while she hugs me tightly. I wrap one of my arms around her waist and the other around her neck and snuggle as close as possible to her as I rest my head on hers and close my eyes.
I wake up to Brittany rubbing my arm and softly calling my name. I flutter my eyes open and instantly smile at the blue eyes smiling back at me.
"We're here." She says with a smile while now rubbing my thighs. I swear she is so gentle and caring when it comes to me.
"Ok." I say as I briefly close my eyes and stretch before cuddling back in her chest and kissing her neck.
"Come on, muffin, you gotta get up." Brittany says while rubbing my back. "I know you're tired, so maybe we can take a little nap later, it's only 10am now, and the party doesn't start until 8."
I lift my head and kiss her. "I like being called muffin." I say while blushing.
Brittany smiles and winks at me. "Good, I like calling you muffin."
"Come on San, so we can get checked in at the hotel and do the grocery shopping." Quinn knocks on the window and yells.
I roll my eyes. "Can I hate Quinn today?" I ask Brittany with a pout.
Brittany quickly shakes her head. "Not today, maybe tomorrow." She teases. "Come on babe."
I groan and swing my legs off of Brittany and get out of the car, and immediately shiver at the cold New York air. "Fuck, it's cold out."
"Where's your coat?" Mercedes asks as she slips her gloves on her hands.
"I got too hot in the backseat with it on." I tell her as Brittany hugs me from behind and rubs my arms to warm me up.
"It was freezing in the car!" Mercedes screeches. "Quinn wouldn't turn the heat on."
"The heat was on." Quinn replies quickly. "I can't drive long distances with it blasting, I would have fell asleep."
Brittany kisses me on the cheek. "We had body heat, so we weren't cold." She says with a smile as she grabs my hand and we start walking to the huge house we were parked in front of.
An older woman dressed in a burgundy skirt suit opens the door and invites us in.
"You must be Santana?" She says with a smile while she holds her hand out to me.
I quickly and firmly shake her hand. "Yes ma'am, I am."
"I'm Mrs. Thompson, you come highly recommended by the Evans family, who we trust dearly, so I'm excited to see what you prepare. You seem a little young, do you mind if I ask how old you are?"
"I'm 22 years old." I tell her.
"You don't look a day over 16, wow." She smiles. I turn to Quinn and smirk, who just rolls her eyes at me. "If you'll follow me I'll show you to the kitchen."
We walk down a long marble floor hallway to the best kitchen I've ever seen. I look around in awe at the stainless appliances, the triple oven, the stove with 12 eyes on it, and the 2 refrigerators. "This is beautiful." I breathe out.
"Thank you." Mrs. Thompson smiles. "Why don't you take a few minutes to look around and familiarize yourself with the kitchen, while I grab the money for the groceries for you?"
She smiles politely and leaves the kitchen.
"Now this is a kitchen." Mercedes states while nodding in approval as she looks around. "You can tell they have serious money."
I start to look around to make sure they have all the appliances I need to cook, I check the cutting knifes, the pots and the pans, and the serving dishes. I pull out my phone and began to make notes on a few things when Brittany comes and stands next to me.
"Do they have everything you need?" She asks.
"I think so." I tell her, my eyes never leaving my phone.
"Ok, if not, please let me know Santana and we can go to a store and buy it." She says as she rubs my arm before starting to walk away. I look up and quickly grab her arm and pull her back close.
"Thanks." I tell her with a smile as I kiss her quickly. "I don't see an apple corer." I say quietly. "So maybe we can stop and get one."
Brittany nods. "Absolutely, they may even have one at the grocery store."
"Ok." I tell her as Mrs. Thompson comes back.
"As noted, here is $2000 cash for the groceries." She says as she hands me the money, to which I hand to Brittany. We agreed Brit would just put the groceries on her card so we weren't walking around with so much cash. Brittany quickly tucks it in her pocket and nods at me. "We have a double room booked for you girls up the street at the Hilton, it's under your name Quinn."
"Thanks Mrs. Thompson." Quinn replies with a smile.
"I have quite a few meetings today, so here is the key to the house, we would like to start serving dinner at 8, with appetizers and wine at 7pm." She states. "Is that ok?"
I nod."That's perfect, do you want us to pick up wine or champagne as well?" I ask.
"No honey, my husband will take care of that, but thank you." She hands Quinn the key to the house and tells us good bye.
"Let's go check in at the hotel and then grocery shop, then maybe take a little breather and come back to start prepping around 3?" I suggest to everyone.
Everyone nods in agreement and we head back to the truck to go to the hotel. On the way to the hotel we pass by a branch of Brit's bank so she runs in and deposits the money quickly.
"Whatever you have left of the $2000 from shopping I'll give you back when we get home ok?" She tells me.
"You don't have to do that Brit." I tell her with a shrug.
"This is your money, you're earning it." She tells me as she kisses me on the cheek.
"Ok." I tell her with a smile. "I should open an account at your bank so we don't have to always go to two different ones when we make deposits."
"That's an idea, are you sure to want to switch banks?" She asks as she grabs my hand and holds it in her lap.
"I don't mind." I tell her.
"Ok, I'll call my banker when we get home tomorrow and set up an appointment and we can do a wire transfer and get you all set up." She says with a smile.
"Thanks." I tell her as we pull into the hotel.
We all hop out and Brittany quickly drops my hand and runs up to Quinn. "I'll go with you to check in Q, why don't you two check out the gift shop?" Brittany suggests to Mercedes and me.
Mercedes shrugs. "Ok."
"Brit's up to something." I laugh.
"Yeah, she has that look on her face." Mercedes agreed. "Well, let's go explore the hotel a little."
30 minutes later, Brittany texts me that they got the room and to meet them back at the truck to grab our luggage. After we grab our bags, we pile in the elevator Quinn presses the 14th floor while Brittany presses the 20th.
"I thought we got a double room?" I ask Brittany. "Why did you press 20?"
Quinn giggles softly as the elevator opens on the 14th floor and her and Mercedes get off. "See you guys in 20 minutes?" Quinn asks.
"Make it 30 minutes." Brittany tells her with a smile. "Maybe 45." She says quickly as she grabs my hand.
I look up at Brittany and frown because I am beyond confused. "What's going on B?" I ask as she sets her bag down and hugs me from behind tightly. She nestles her face in my neck and inhales my scent before she kisses me softly and turns me around. "I upgraded us a little so Mercedes and Quinn can have their own rooms tonight."
I raise an eyebrow at her and smile. "Really?"
Brittany nods as the elevator stops on our floor. She picks up both of our bags and leads me down the hall to room 2120. She opens the door and good God we are in the penthouse suite of the hotel. My eyes widen as I look around.
"We didn't need all this for one night Brit." I tell her quickly.
"I want you to get used to the penthouse life." She smiles as she sets the bags down on the couch.
I run over to the window and look at the amazing snow capped view and sigh. "This is beautiful."
Brittany walks up next to me. "Yeah, it is beautiful."
"You told Quinn 45minutes right?" I ask her as I turn slowly and face her. Brittany glances down at me and nods.
"Yeah, I thought you would want a short nap before we shop, you were knocked out in the car, drooling and everything." Brittany replies while laughing.
"I have a better idea on what we can do for the next 45 minutes." I tell her as I slip my sweatshirt over my head. Brittany smiles at me and takes her shirt off. I hug her tightly and kiss her slowly. I feel her run her hands up and down my back before she lifts me up and I wrap my legs around her waist. She slides over and presses my back against the wall as she deepens the kiss.
"Keep your legs locked around my waist." She tells me sternly.
I nod as I continue to kiss her hungrily and run my fingers through her hair. She leans forward on me and locks her legs in place. She then slips her hand in my leggings and runs her finger through my folds slowly at first.
"Brit!" I squeal as my breath hitches. She then slips my leggings down to my thighs and leans me back on the wall.
"I won't drop you, don't worry." She breathes out as she kisses the top of my breasts.
"I'm not worried." I tell her. "I trust you."
We lock eyes for a moment before she kisses me again and slowly runs her hands up and down my inner thigh before she slips two fingers in me and begins to pump quickly.
I'm so turned on by her strength right now that I climax almost instantly. My legs tighten and tense as I begin to shake so I hide my face in her neck as I ride my orgasm out with Brit keeping a steady pace. Brit being able to hold me up like that with one arm is so sexy to me.
"Sorry Brit." I moan softly in her ear.
"Don't be." She says sweetly as she pulls my leggins further down my leg and quickly takes them off. She then places both her hands firmly on my hips and lifts me higher. "Stay relaxed." She says as she looks directly in my core. "Open your legs San."
I slowly open them as she moves her head forward and begins to lick and slurp on me slowly.
"Fuck!" I scream out in pleasure as I quickly grab onto the curtains next to me with my right hand, I rest the other hand on my thigh and lean my head back. Brit is doing something with her tongue that she's never done before and needs to do more often.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm." She moans into me as she brings me down a little so I'm resting on her shoulders now.
I run my fingers through her hair as I'm rendered speechless and can't find words aside from the constant moaning escaping my lips. I bite down on my bottom lip as she plunges her tongue deeper in me and moan so loud it almost scares me.
"Oh my, baby…." I strain out.
"Ready to come, Sanny?" Brittany asks as she takes a break and licks her lips as she locks eyes with me.
I nod slowly not waning to break eye contact. "Por favor."
Brittany licks her lips as I lean down as kiss her softly. "Prelajado y mantenga apretado." She whispers out when the kiss breaks.
Brittany telling me to stay relaxed and hold on tight in Spanish was so sexy that I quickly tilt her head back up and kiss her again. She breaks the kiss with a wet pop before kissing the inside of my thighs and going back to work.
The longest 180 seconds of my life passes until my body shakes like crazy and I climax….hard. I fist Brit's hair in one hand and grab the curtain in the other while I scream out.
"Oh, dios mio! Te amo, te amo!" I scream as Brittany keeps licking slowly to bring me down. Once I finally calm down, Brittany lowers me steadily to the ground as she sits on the floor. I'm still straddling her and hug her tightly as I catch my breath and hide my face in her neck as she rubs my back and kisses my shoulder softly.
"I don't know what I did to deserve that but wow." I finally say when I catch my breath.
Brittany smiles at me. "You were you." She whispers before kissing me softly. She glances at the clock. "Do you want to lay down for a few minutes?"
I shake my head. "If I lay down after that just happened, I'll be knocked out." I tell her with a smile. "We can take a nap later before I start cooking. I need to clean myself up and then we can go get Cedes and Quinn." I tell her as I stand up on wobbly legs. Brittany quickly stands up and braces me.
"I got you." She laughs out as I lean into her chest.
"I will be repaying you for this later." I promise her as she walk to the bedroom.
After 2 hours in the grocery, and $1650 later we are back at the house and unloading groceries. I'm so tired right now that I swear I'm seeing double. My long night, plus our quickie at the hotel has left me spent but I need to start prepping. Just as I start to yawn again Brittany walks over and hands me a granola bar and a Gatorade before kissing me on the cheek and picking up my ipad with the recipes planned out.
"I'll start slicing up the lox and cucumber for you, muffin." She states.
I take a bite of the granola bar and nod. "Thanks."
"Muffin?" Quinn says while raising an eyebrow at us as she opens a red bull for herself quickly taking a sip.
"I like it." I tell her with a shrug. After I chug down my Gatorade and eat my granola bar I feel somewhat normal again so I start handing out assignments so we can get started. "Cedes can you chop up the lobster and crab meat for the stuffed mushrooms please, and crush those bag of croutons please?" I then look over the list and find something for Quinn.
"Quinn can you devein the shrimp for me, please?"
Quinn nods. "Would you mind showing me how you do it again?"
"Sure." I tell her as I grab 2 knifes and walk over and demonstrate to her exactly how to do it. She butchers the first couple but gets the hang of it pretty fast. I then begin to chop up the vegetables I plan on grilling to serve on the side of brown sugar and mustard glaze salmon for the entrée.
3 hours later we finish all the prep work and I quickly make us all grilled salmon sandwiches for lunch since I have extra pieces of salmon left. I toast some bread and add a slice of parmesan cheese, lettuce, and a homemade dill sauce. I glance at my watch and see it's 3pm. We don't need to be back at the house until 6 to start setting up the appetizers. We clean up the kitchen and put everything up before heading back to the hotel.
Mercedes and Quinn tell us they plan on taking naps and relaxing and that they would meet us down in the lobby at 5:45pm. Brit and I decide to go for a walk on the trail outside the hotel before we head upstairs and take a nap. We walk in silence just enjoying nature and pretty scenic view, our hands tightly clasped together.
"Are you cold?" Brittany asks when halfway through the walk as she glances down at me. We only have on sweatshirts and vests over them, and yes we are matching again.
"No, I'm ok." I tell her with a smile. "Are you?"
She shakes her head and smiles. "There's something about walking through the snow that's calming." She states.
I squeeze her hand tightly. "I can see that." I agree and I lift her gloved hand and press my lips to her exposed fingertips. "Thank you for helping me today."
"You're welcome, you know I love watching and helping you cook." She smiles.
"Brit, I want you to go to Ohio with me after the holiday." I spit out suddenly. "I want you to meet my parents."
Brittany stops walking and stares at me. "Really?"
"I mean if you don't want to meet them, you don't have to, it's just that I love you so much, and I want you meet them because their important to me and you're important to me." I rush out all in one breath.
Brittany laughs and grabs my other hand. "Breathe Santana." I nod and take a deep breath. "Of course I want to meet your parents, cupcake." She says with a smile.
"Cupcake is a new one." I laugh.
"You like it?" She asks.
"Yeah I do." I tell her while nodding.
"Good." She smiles. "I like that better that cookie."
I smile at her. "I was thinking we could drive to Ohio, you know, take a little road trip." I tell her shyly.
"Sounds fun." She smiles. "We can stop halfway through and maybe stay the night somewhere if you want."
"I like that idea." I tell her. "This trip is my treat, ok?" I say while staring into her eyes. "I'll cover gas and the hotel both wherever we stop and if you want a hotel in Ohio, I mean we can stay at my parents house, I just didn't know if you would want to."
"Whatever is more comfortable for you works for me." Brittany replies.
"Ok." I smile as I hug her tightly. "They're going to love you."
"I hope so." Brittany blushes. "Because I love you so much." She says before she presses her lips softly against mine. "Let's go take a nap before tonight."
I nod and allow Brit to lead me back to the hotel. Once we get back up to our suite, I slip my jeans and shirt off and crawl in bed, Brittany makes a phone call first, but tells me she'll be in to lay down in a few minutes. I'm dozing off when I feel her slip in bed and snuggle close behind me, tightly wrapping her arm around my waist as always.
"I have the alarm set for 5:15pm." She says before kissing the back of my neck. I nod sleepily as I turn and cuddle in her chest and fall asleep instantly now that I'm in her arms.
After our nap, which I did not want to wake up from, I crawl out of bed to hop in the shower while Brittany handles an escalated phone call from a tenant who was facing eviction. I overheard the lady screaming at Brittany through the phone and sat behind her for a few moments and rubbed her shoulders when I saw how red she was getting in the face. I really wanted to snatch the phone from her and curse the lady out, but I reigned in my anger and peppered kisses to her neck before I got in the shower.
I heard Brittany come in the bathroom and groan loudly. I poke my head out of the shower to check on her. I saw her splashing water on her face.
"You okay B?" I ask her.
She nods and slowly turns to look at me before her face curls into a big smile. "You have soap on your top lip, like a mustache."
I try to look down at my lip to make her laugh again. "I can't see it, so it isn't there." I say with a smile.
"Dork." Brittany whispers out as she walks over and wipes the soap off before kissing me softly.
"Sure you're okay?" I ask again.
She sighs. "Not really, the lady hasn't paid rent in 4 months, I've let her stay as long as I could, but she doesn't have the money to pay again so my uncle is kicking her out."
"Wow, right before the holiday?" I ask.
Brittany shakes her head. "No, she has until January 15th. I just feel like a monster for this." She says as her eyes start to water.
"Get in with me, honeybee." I say softly while holding my hand out to her.
She nods and gets undressed quickly. She slips in and immediately I hug her tightly. "You are far from a monster Brit; you let her stay 4 months without paying rent." I tell her as I run the towel slowly over her chest. "Monsters don't do nice things like that." She nods and tries to blink her tears away. I lean up and kiss her tears streaming down her face away.
"This is the worst part of owning the apartments." She whispers out as she grabs my hips and rests her hands there.
"I bet." I sympathize with her. "How about I make you a super special cupcake tonight?" I suggest. "One that a even a monster like you would like?" I tease.
"Can I pick the flavor?" She asks with a small smile as I wipe her remaining tears away.
"Of course, and you can pick the frosting too." I tell her as I run the towel over her back and pull her close.
"Thanks San." She says softly while holding me tightly. We stay wrapped in each other's arms for another couple minutes before we decide we better get out and get dressed.
As Brittany is laying out her clothes to get dressed I notice her lay a black polo shirt on the bed that has Aunty Snixx Catering embroidered in pink stitching on it. She then sets down a blank waist apron with the same embroidering plus it has the chef hat logo that my business cards have on it.
I pick it up and smile at her. "What's this?"
"My uniform, thank you very much." She teases as she takes it from me and lays it back on the bed. "My boss will be very upset it you wrinkle my shirt." She says with a smile.
"When did you get these made?" I ask her.
"The same day I ordered this for you." Brittany says as she pulls a black chef coat out of the garment bag she brought and lays it down. "I ordered all of this stuff when I ordered the boxes for you. I knew you would get another catering gig soon." She smiles. "Quinn and Mercedes both have their shirts as well."
"Thanks." I tell her as I lean over and kiss her. "You're too good to me."
Brittany blushes as she quickly finish getting dressed. I go to the bathroom and apply my makeup before I do Brit's for her. We grab everything we need and head down to the lobby where Quinn and Mercedes are waiting in their uniforms.
"I need a picture of you three." I say happily as I pull out my phone and take way too many pictures of them. We then have one of the workers take a few group shots of us before we head over to the house.
7pm
I'm kind of freaking out, even though nothing too major has happened so far, well aside from Quinn dropping one of the bowls of shrimp, which led me to kissing Brittany a thousand times, since she suggested we buy an extra 2 bags at the store, so I was able to breath after Brittany quickly deveined them and got them ready.
"Ok, Cedes, can you pour the cocktail sauce I mixed up in the martini glasses and put 5 shrimp on each glass." I tell her quickly while carefully walking the bowl of shrimp over to her.
"Got it." She says with a smile.
"Honeybee, can you scoop the cream cheese and dill mixture from earlier into a piping bag and squeeze a dollop on each of the cucumber rounds you cut earlier put the llox on first." I ask Brittany.
"Why is she honeybee?" Quinn asks with a smile.
"Well, her name is Brittany, I usually call her B, and she's sweet like honey." I shrug. "She's my honeybee." I tell her as Brittany kisses me on the cheek before going to the fridge and getting out the lox and cucumber she cut up earlier.
"And they are always stuck together." Mercedes laughs.
"I like when we get sticky together." Brittany whispers in my ear before licking the shell of it.
I cough quickly as I lose my breath and smirk at her. "Later." I wink at her. She smiles at me and goes to work on the cucumber appetizer.
I stare at her and get lost in my thoughts as I think back to our super hot sex session in the hotel earlier when Quinn snaps in my face. "Lopez!"
I shake my head quickly. "Sorry, umm Q can you get the crab and lobster mixture out of the fridge and stuff the mushroom caps for me. Put just one scoop in because it will rise and I don't want it spill out." I tell her. "Then set them in the oven so they warm and crisp up a little."
I then get started on the brown sugar and mustard glaze for the salmon I'm grilling on the stove. I quickly mix together the sauce together and dip the salmon in it before setting it on the grill to cook.
I look over at the time. "Babe, are you done with the lox and cucumber?" I ask quickly.
"Yeah San, it's all ready to go on the white platter you wanted it on." Brittany tells me as she walks it over and it looks perfect.
"That's perfect, honeybee." I tell her as I stare at the appetizer. I had Brit cut cucumber, lay a piece of lox on it, and place a dollop of cream cheese and dill that I mixed up earlier on top and finally sprinkle diced dill on the very top. It looks so amazing.
"The shrimp cocktail is ready San." Mercedes tells me.
"Perfect." I tell them. "B, can you check the mushrooms in 10 minutes and grate some fresh parm on the mushroom caps and place 3 on each plate. Q, you can start taking out martini glasses with the shrimp and give one to each of the guests, please." I call over my shoulder as I carefully watch the salmon grill, making sure I don't overcook it.
"I'll help you Q." Mercedes states quickly as she grabs some glasses and follows Quinn out.
Brittany walks over and rubs my lower back. "You doing ok?" She asks.
I nod as I brush more glaze on the salmon on the grill, I then turn and smile at her. "Thanks."
"What do you need me to do now?" Brittany asks.
"Ummmm." I look around frantically. "Where's the ipad? Fuck! Did we leave it at the hotel?" I ask quickly.
Brittany looks around the kitchen for it. "No, I'm positive we grabbed it." She states.
Quinn comes back in and loads another platter of martini glasses. "What's wrong?" She asks when she sees Brittany looking all over for the ipad.
"Where's the ipad?" Brittany asks her as I add more salmon to the grill.
Quinn shrugs. "I haven't seen it."
"Dammit!" I almost scream.
"Wha do you need off of it?" Brittany asks me quickly.
"The directions for the red velvet cheesecake cups." I say quietly.
Brittany walks next to me and leans back on the counter to face me. "Hey, look at me." She says softly. I look up at her. "You can do this, you've made them before right?" I nod. "Ok, talk me through what you do, go step by step right now."
"I can't Brit! I need the iPad." I say getting frustrated.
"No, you don't. You know this San, what do you do first?" Brit says while slipping her phone out of her pocket.
I glance at her and realize she is going to take notes. "I mix the devils food cake mix, sour cream, ummm cream cheese, sugar, eggs, heavyweight cream, and red food coloring. Oh and butter too." I list off as I visualize myself cooking it. I check the salmon and take some pieces off and place them on plates.
"Ok." Brittany grabs all the ingredients and begins to mix them together. "Don't you bake this San?"
"Yeah, it should take almost an hour, then I'm going to stick in the freezer until we serve it to cool it faster." I tell her. "Can you watch the salmon, so I can measure the portions out for you?"
Brittany nods and we quickly switch positions as I measure out the perfect amount of each ingredient from memory, I then triple the portions since it's for so many people. "Ok bee, now just mix the eggs I'm one by one."
By 8:30pm the entrees are all served, so we take a quick breather in the kitchen when Mercedes comes back in from refilling someone's glass of champagne.
"Uh San, one of the guests wants a word with you."
I frown and walk to the dining room.
"My salmon is dry." A woman spits out harshly. I know there's no way in hell that her fish is dry so I walk over to her and examine her plate. "It's dry and too sweet."
"I'm sorry ma'am, I used a brown sugar glaze on the salmon." I tell her. "Would you..."
"I didn't ask you what you used on the fish." The woman snapped.
I ball my hands in fist at my sides as I start to see red. "Would you like me to prepare you another piece of fish." I ask her slowly trying to keep my anger inside of me.
"No, I don't want that horrible experience again." She replies. "You can take the plate away. Hopefully dessert is better." She adds as she shoos me away. I pick her plate up and walk quickly back to the kitchen. I feel tears pricking my eyes with every step I take until I walk in the kitchen and throw the plate on the counter.
"What's wrong?" Quinn asks as she checks the plate to make sure I didn't break it.
"She said the fish is dry." I hiss out. "Then she berated me like a fuckin child in front of everyone." I say as a few tears escape my eyes.
"Impossible." Mercedes replies while picking up a fork and breaking the fish apart shaking her head as juices streamed out of the fish. "Look, perfectly moist." She says softly.
Brittany walks over to me and grabs my hand as a few more tears fall. "Cedes and Quinn, can you get the cheesecake cups out the chiller and pipe the whip cream on them." Brittany says.
They both quickly nod as Mercedes begins to curse out the woman to Quinn. Brittany pulls me in the corner. "Don't let her get to you, baby." Brittany says softly as she wipes my face with her thumb. "We all know the fish isn't over cooked or dry. She's just messing with your head."
"I wanted to slap the shit out of her, bee." I whisper as I sniffle.
"Well, I'm glad you didn't." Brittany smiles. "Come on, stop crying San, not everyone is going to like everything you cook, you didn't like everything you eat do you?" She then asks me.
"I don't expect people to like everything I cook, Brit." I tell her as she wipes my eyes again. "It was just how rude she said it." I shrug.
Brittany kisses me softly. "Not everyone can be tactful. We can lay in bed tonight and eat your super moist fish and make fun of her later if you want." She then suggests with a smile.
"That won't make me feel better, we don't have to." I smile.
"See, you're already the bigger person in the situation, you're ahead 2 to 0." She smiles. "Let's finish your baked pear dessert and wow the rest of the guests."
I hug Brittany tightly. "I love you." I whisper in her ear before I let her go.
"I know." She says teasingly with a shrug as she winks at me and walks over to Mercedes and Quinn.
I take a deep breath and pull myself together before I help them finish up the cheesecake cups, and I pull my pear tarts, which were made with fresh goat cheese, out of the chiller.
10:30pm
"Thanks for all of your help today ladies." I tell Brittany, Quinn, and Mercedes as we gather in the kitchen after cleaning everything up.
Brittany quickly grabs 4 champagne flutes and pours each of us a glass. She then lifts her glass. "A toast to most humble, gorgeous chef in the world." She says sweetly while staring at me. "I'm so proud of you Santana, you have no idea baby. I love you, cupcake." She says with a smile as we all clink glasses.
"I love you too, honeybee." I tell her as I lean into her embrace and kiss her quickly on the neck just as Mrs. Thompson enters the kitchen.
"Dinner was amazing, Santana." She says with a smile. "You definitely earned this, and there's a little extra for the holidays." She says while handing me a check for $8,000.
My eyes widen quickly. "T-thank you so much." I rush out quickly as I hug her. "Sorry." I say when the hug breaks.
"You have a bright future ahead of you." She tells me. "Do you have any more business cards, my guests took the stack you had on the table, I would love to pass them out around my office when I get back to work. I would highly recommend you to anyone."
Brittany reaches in her bag and hands her a stack.
"Thank you and Merry Christmas ladies." She smiles as she leads up to the door.
Once we are outside I show everyone the check as we all jump and scream as the snow starts to fall around us. We have an impromptu dance session in the snow before Quinn suggests that we finish the party at the hotel.
The entire truck ride home I stare at the check in awe. Once we get to the hotel I tell Brit to order some pizzas for us, my treat, for dinner and to order some more champagne. Quinn and Mercedes go to get changed and freshen up in their room while Brit and I do the same.
Once we are in the room, Brittany picks me up and hugs me tightly while spinning me around in a circle. "I'm so proud of you Sanny!" She squeals.
"Thanks Brit, and thank you again for earlier, I don't know why I let that woman get to me like that." I tell her as we fall out on the couch, slightly dizzy.
Brittany crawls on me. "You're human, cupcake." She whispers before kissing me softly. "You don't always have to be strong and tough, if you ever need to fall, I have 2 arms to catch you, and I'm pretty strong." She states while making a muscle to prove it.
I lean up and kiss her little muscle. "I know you will, I'll catch you in you ever need to fall too." I tell her while looking her in the eyes. "Let's get ready to binge on pizza and champagne."
"And dance to Janet in our jammies?" She asks.
"Of course, I have my Miss Jackson playlist locked and loaded." I tell her with a wink.
7am
I wake up to someone pounding on the hotel door. "Get the door B." I rasp out. Brittany groans and lifts her arm from my waist. I feel her get out of bed so I quickly close my eyes again. A few minutes later I hear Brittany scream out.
"Holy shit!"
I quickly jump out of bed and of course, I get tangled in the sheets and fall. "Brit!" I yell out.
A few moments later Mercedes, Quinn, and Brittany all come running back in the bedroom part of our suite. "What the hell?" Quinn laughs out.
"I got stuck." I say softly while rubbing my eyes as Brittany untangles the sheets from around my leg and helps me up.
Mercedes then shoves the morning paper in my face. "Read this!"
I take the paper from her and hold it back so my eyes can focus. I scan the front page and see "Aunty Snixx brings holiday cheer" in bold letters as my jaw drops and I drop the paper as I sink slowly to the bed.
"I'll read it out loud." Quinn says excitedly while grabbing the paper off the floor as Brittany sits behind me and holds me tightly as she peppers kisses to my face all over.
"Last night I had to the pleasure of attending the highly anticipated annual Christmas party at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Robert Thompson, they opted for a local small business caterer by the name of Santana Lopez. She is a 22 year old native of Ohio, who moved to New York a few years ago. She founded Aunty Snixx Catering just this year, a few months ago actually. She made the most exquisite meal I've ever tasted, it's hard to believe a 22 year old home cook could put together a meal like this, but it's true. I even tried to give the young girl a hard time by telling her the brown sugar and mustard glaze salmon, yes that was the entrée people, was dry. I threw my best insults at her and she remained poised and professional. The only downfall was I had to stay in character and send my delicious salmon back. Her appetizers consisted of shrimp and cocktail sauce, a delicious lox and cucumber with a creamy dill sauce and cream cheese topping, amd crab and lobster stuffed mushrooms. Alongside our salmon she served fresh grilled vegetables, and a mashed hubbard squash that was seasoned with brown sugar and cinnamon, and to top off that delicious dinner, we had red velvet cheesecake and goat cheese tarts with a warm pear compote. I rate Aunty Snixx an A++ If you are in need of a caterer go to her website listed below the article and thank me later." Quinn reads off.
"Is this a dream?" I ask as I look around the room slowly.
"This is your dream coming true." Brittany says softly as she kisses me.
Thoughts?