It was around 6am on Sunday when Santana woke up, feeling Brett kissing her neck from behind. His left hand traveled up her body, sliding under her shirt before cupping her breast.

She moaned, "Brett…"

"Morning Baby." Brett muttered, rolling her nipple between his thumb and finger.

Santana moaned, pushing her ass back against him. He slid his hand down into her purple panties, finding her clit.

Santana whimpered as she rolled onto her back, kissing his lips.

Brett smiled and kissed her back as he pushed a finger into her. She moaned into his mouth.

Brett pulled his finger out and sucked on it before kissing her. He rolled over and grabbed a condom while Santana pulled off her underwear and shirt. He rolled the condom on and turned to Santana. She was still facing away from him but had her ass sticking out.

He grinned and reached down, pushing into her.

Santana moaned, gripping the pillow. Brett groaned and sat up on his knees, lifting her leg over his shoulder.

"Shit." Santana moaned.

"God damn, Baby." Brett groaned.

She whimpered when he pulled out before moaning loudly when he thrust back in.

He reached down, circling her clit with his thumb making her clench around him.

"Fuck, San. You feel so…" Brett muttered,

"So good…" She moaned.

Brett bit his bottom lip, looking down at her. Her hair was wild around her head while her breasts bounced with each thrust. She was gripping the pillow under her head while biting her bottom lip.

"Fucking hell." He muttered, stopping himself before saying, 'You're perfect'.

"Faster, baby." She moaned, looking up at him.

Brett thrust faster, gripping her hip and thigh tightly as he felt her clench around him, cumming.

"Huh Brett!" She moaned, squeezing around him with a whimper.

Brett groaned as he came in the condom, "Fuck Baby."

He leaned down and kissed her, "You're so beautiful." He muttered against her lips.

She smiled against his lips, whimpering when he pulled out,

Brett kissed her lips, deeply before throwing the condom away and pulling her close.

Santana smiled and kissed his chest as they cuddled. Brett kissed her forehead.

She reached up and cupped his jaw, "Morning…" She whispered, a small smile forming on her lips.

Brett smiled and kissed her lips, "I…need to tell you something…" He muttered.

Santana met his eyes and nodded, "What?"

Brett opened his mouth just as his phone rang. He pressed his forehead against hers, sighing.

"Just answer it. I'm not going anywhere." She whispered.

Brett nodded and rolled over, grabbing it.

"Hello?" Brett answered.

"Mr. Pierce?" A man's voice said.

"Yeah."

"Yeah. Your apartment is ready. The painters finished a day early so you can move in today."

Brett sat up, "Oh okay…uh thanks."

"No problem. Just come to the lobby with an ID and we'll give you the keys."

"Cool. Thanks again. Bye." Brett said before hanging up.

He set his phone back on the nightstand before laying down.

"Everything okay?" Santana asked, cupping his jaw so that he'd look at her.

"My uh…my apartment is ready today." Brett muttered.

Santana sighed, "Oh okay. So does that mean…will you be moving in today?"

"It would save Finn some money…" Brett said, "Could Sam and Mike help today?"

"I'll ask." She turned over, grabbing her phone.

He noticed that she seemed upset and frowned a bit, "Baby?"

"Hmm?" She hummed, glancing at him as she sent Quinn a text message.

Brett met her eyes, "Honestly…" he said quietly, "I'm going to miss waking up to you." He said, hoping it wasn't too much.

Santana nodded and kissed his lips, "Me too, Baby. You can stay over here whenever you want."

Brett smiled, "You might get tired of me if I do that."

"I don't see that happening." She whispered, looking at her phone, "Sam, Mike and Quinn will be here around 10."

"Let me text Finn." Brett said, grabbing his phone.

Brett – We're moving in today. Meet us at San's at 10.

"Do you…do you have to leave today?" She asked hesitantly, "I mean…do you want to stay one more night?"

Brett smiled, "I'll stay one more night."

Finn – I'll be there.

Brett looked at his phone before setting it on the nightstand.

Santana smiled, "We can watch Outlander and eat take out. I like being lazy with you."

"I like being lazy with you too, San." Brett chuckled, kissing her lips softly, "But let's cook something tonight."

Santana smiled, "Okay. What do you want to make?"

"I make a mean burger." He grinned.

Santana laughed, "Okay. Burgers it is."

Brett smiled, "That laugh…" He muttered, kissing her.

Santana hummed against his lips before pulling back, "Wait. What were you going to say before your phone rang?"

Brett bit his bottom lip and met her eyes, "Nothing."

She frowned, "You sure?"

Brett kissed her lips before pulling back with a quiet sigh, "Just…" he said as she tilted his head up by his chin so that he would meet her eyes.

Brett swallowed, "I just want you to know that…I'm fa…" He swallowed again, feeling his mouth go dry.

The last time he said similar words to someone, his heart was broken.

Santana bit her bottom lip, "What?"

Brett squeezed her hip, pulling her into a kiss before resting his forehead against hers, "I'm falling in love with you." He whispered with his eyes closed.

Santana's heart thudded heavily in her chest as she pulled him into a deep kiss, cupping his jaw.

He kissed her back before feeling her pull back. He opened his eyes to see her smiling at him.

"I'm falling in love with you too, Brett." She whispered, rubbing her thumb along his cheek.

A smiled formed on his lips, "Yeah?"

She laughed, nodding, "Yeah. You make me so happy. How could I not be falling in love with you?"

Brett kissed her lips before muttering, "You make me happy too."

"Come and take a shower with me…" She said.

Brett nodded and grabbed a condom as he rolled out of bed.

Brett and Santana were eating a bagel when there was a knock on the door. Santana stood up, sucking the tips of her fingers as she went to answer the door.

"Hey!" Santana smiled, letting Mike, Quinn and Sam in.

"Hey!" Quinn said, "Everything okay after last night?" she asked as they guys walked into the apartment.

Santana nodded, "Everything is great. I'll tell you later." She smiled.

Quinn smirked, "Okay…"

"Did you guys sleep with Finn last night?" Santana asked, shutting the door.

Quinn shook her head, "No. We hung out at the diner down the street. He's a really nice guy."

Santana nodded, "Yeah he is."

"Tell me why you're so happy." Quinn said, hearing the guys all talking in the kitchen.

"This morning he told me that he was falling in love with me." Santana said before biting her lip.

Quinn's eye went wide, "That is so sweet. What'd you say?"

"I said I was too." She breathed, "I really am."

Quinn smiled, shocked, "That's so crazy, San. I'm so happy for you. He really seems like a great guy."

"He's amazing, Quinn."

There was a knock on the door and Santana let Finn in the apartment.

"Hey Santana, Hey Quinn." He smiled.

"Hey Finn." Quinn smirked.

The three of them headed to the living room where Sam, Mike and Brett were talking while they looked at the Christmas tree.

"Blue balls…" Mike chuckled, "That's funny."

"Really? You guys are still joking about that?" Quinn smirked.

"Sorry. It's funny." Sam shrugged, grinning.

Brett looked over at Santana, catching her eyes. She smiled before hearing Mike said something.

"Yeah, let's get going." Sam said.

They rented a truck and picked everything up from the storage room before meeting at the new apartment.

Brett and Sam were carrying Brett's bed from the elevator to the apartment when a neighbor came out.

"Oh sorry." She said, stepping out of the way.

"Sorry." Brett muttered.

They carried the mattress into the apartment and to the master bedroom.

"This place is really nice." Sam said as they walked back to the elevator.

"Thanks." Brett said.

The neighbor was waiting for the elevator when they walked out.

"Sorry. I know we've been kind of occupying the elevator…" Brett said to the blonde woman.

She smiled at him and Sam, "It's fine. Normally both elevators are working but that one broke yesterday." She said, nodding to the other elevator. "Is it you two that are moving in?"

"Me." Brett said, "And my friend, Finn." He said as the elevator dinged.

Finn and Mike stepped off, carrying Finn's bed.

The woman raised her bro before stepping into the elevator with Brett and Sam.

"I'm Emily." She said, holding out her hand.

Brett smiled and shook it, "I'm Brett. This is Sam."

Sam shook her hand as they rode down to the lobby.

When the elevator doors opened, they walked out of the building.

Emily turned to Brett, "Nice to meet you guys. I guess I'll see you around." She said before walking away.

Brett turned to Sam, "Was she?"

"I think so…" Sam muttered, "But you weren't flirting back so you're good."

Brett nodded before walking over to the truck.

Santana and Quinn were sitting in the back of the moving truck. Santana slid off the back of the truck when the guys walked over.

"Want to get the couch over with?" He asked Sam.

"Sure." Sam said, nodding.

Santana smiled at her boyfriend, "How's the apartment look?"

"It's nice." Brett nodded.

"I'm gunna carry a box up there." Santana said, wanting to see the apartment.

"Me too!" Quinn said as they both grabbed a box before going inside.

Sam chuckled, "We should wait till someone else is out here to watch the truck."

Brett nodded and he lifted himself up into the back of the truck. He sat down, taking a breath.

Sam looked over at him, "So you and San seem really into each other."

Brett grinned, "Yeah I uh…I like her a lot."

Sam chuckled, "I can tell." He said as Finn and Mike walked out.

"So did you tell her?" Finn asked quietly, while Mike and Sam grabbed the couch.

"You're like a broken record." Brett smirked.

Finn rolled his eyes, "Did you tell her?"

Brett nodded, "I told her this morning and she said it back."

Finn beamed, "That's great, man." He said, giving Brett a high five.

"Come on. Let's grab the kitchen table." Brett smirked as the girls came back out, "Oh and…" He said, turning back to Finn, "I'm staying at San's one more night."

Finn nodded.

In the early afternoon, they took a break and ordered pizza.

They were all lounging in the living room. The girls were sitting on the couch while Brett and Sam sat on the floor by their feet and Finn was relaxing the recliner.

There was a knock on the door and Brett got up to answer it.

The pizza delivery guy nodded, "Afternoon. Delivery for Pierce."

Brett nodded and handed him the money, noticing Emily unlocking her door and walking into her apartment.

"Thanks." Brett said, taking the pizzas. He shut the door and went to the living room.

"We've got water and beer." Brett smirked.

Everyone preferred a beer, so he grabbed the six-pack from the otherwise empty fridge. He sat back by Santana's feet after he passed out the beer.

"Who was that blonde girl earlier?" Finn asked.

Santana took a sip of her beer, glancing at her boyfriend.

"She's our neighbor." Brett said, "I think she said her name was Emily."

Sam nodded, "Yeah. It was Emily."

Brett took a sip of his beer, "I really appreciate all you guys helping."

Finn nodded, "For real."

"No problem." Mike smiled.

After they finished eating, they got back to bringing everything up.

It was around 6pm when Brett and Santana walked back into the penthouse with bags of groceries.

"You sure you're not too tired to make burgers?" Santana asked as they carried the food into the kitchen.

Brett nodded, "I'm sure. I want to make you dinner."

Santana smiled, "Okay."

"You just relax. Sit down and drink something." Brett smirked as he set out the food.

She watched as he washed his hands and grabbed a large bowl. She smiled and poured herself a glass of wine before sitting at the bar to watch him cook.

Brett mixed together meat with the spices he usually used. He began to form the patties when there was a knock on the door.

"I'll be right back." Santana said, standing up.

Brett nodded as she walked out of the kitchen and continued to make dinner.

Santana walked to the door and opened it, surprised to see Quinn.

"Hey what's up?" Santana asked.

"I left my purse here earlier." Quinn said.

"Oh yeah. It's on the couch." Santana said, stepping to the side to let the blonde in.

"Where's Brett?"

"He's making dinner." Santana said.

Quinn smirked, "He cooks?"

"A little." Santana nodded.

Quinn smiled, "I'm happy for you, San." She said quietly as she grabbed her purse.

Santana blushed slightly, "Thanks."

Quinn left and Santana locked the door before going back to the kitchen.

Brett had begun cooking the patties as she walked over, wrapping her arms around his waist, kissing his shoulder blade.

Brett smiled and turned around, kissing her lips softly, "Thank you for your help today." He said quietly.

She smiled a nodded, "Of course, Baby." She replied, kissing his jaw.

He smiled and turned around to check on the burgers.

"Okay, that had to be the best burger ever." Santana laughed as they cleaned up the kitchen.

Brett chuckled, "They're my specialty."

"I can tell." She smiled. "I'm impressed." She said, catching eyes.

Brent grinned, drying his hands on a towel, "I'm glad." He said quietly.

She smirked and leaned back against the counter. Brett tossed the towel on the counter and walked over to her.

He bent his head, kissing her lips softly.

Santana smiled but pulled back "Come on. We need to shower first. I smell terrible." She laughed.

Brett shook his head, "No you don't" He muttered, "But come on…" he said, holding out his hand for her to take.

They took a quick shower, making out a little every few minutes.

When they finished, they dried off and climbed into her bed together. He pulled her close, kissing her lips softly.

She moaned, cupping his jaw before she pulled back. She smiled and nudged his nose with her own, "Say it."

Brett smiled and looked into her eyes, "I'm falling in love with you, Santana."

She smiled, "I'm falling in love with you too, Brett." She whispered before kissing him.