It's a short chapter but I wanted to post something.
Brett felt Santana kiss his lips and smiled, opening his eyes.
"Morning." She whispered, cupping his jaw.
"Morning." He replied quietly.
"I really love waking up next to you." She said as she played with his hair.
Brett grinned and kissed her softly before saying, "Me too."
She glanced at his lip and frowned slightly.
"What?" He asked, squeezing her hip.
She very gently ran her thumb along his bottom lip, "I just don't like seeing you hurt."
Brett sighed, "San, I'm fine."
"I know but…"
Brett cut her off with a kiss, "I'm fine." He muttered against her lips before kissing her again. He moved from her lips to her jaw and neck, "Let me show you..." he smirked.
"Brett…" She breathed.
Brett hummed as he took her nipple between his lips making her whimper as she cupped the back of his head. He gently sucked before moving to her other nipple.
She bit her bottom lip, moaning.
He rolled her onto her back without stopping as he gently spread her legs. She moaned as he kissed his way down her body.
She whimpered when he kissed her inner thighs.
"Shit baby." She breathed when he pressed a kiss to her pussy.
He took his time working her up. He sucked on her clit as he pushed his hand under her ass, pulling her closer to his mouth.
She moaned, "Fuck…yes…" as he thrust his tongue into her entrance.
He could feel her digging her nails into his scalp as her thrust his tongue faster. He moved back up and sucked on her clit.
"F…fuck." She breathed, "I'm about to…" she moaned.
Brett pushed two fingers into her and curled them, making her moan loudly as she came.
"Oh Brett!" she moaned loudly, cumming around his fingers.
He kissed his way up her body before kissing her lips.
She moaned and kissed back before smirking, "I guess your lips really are fine."
Brett chuckled, "I told you."
Santana laughed and kissed his lips before saying, "I love you."
He nodded, "I love you too, San." He grinned, kissing the tip of her nose.
She smiled, cupping his jaw, "What time do you have to leave today?"
"I need to leave here by 2." Brett replied, "I need to be at the gym by 3."
"Where are you going to sleep tonight?" She asked.
Brett licked his lips, "Well what time is your shoot tomorrow?"
"I have to be at Kitty's studio by 8. It's supposed to be an all-day thing." She said.
"I guess I should stay at my place tonight so that you can get plenty of rest." He replied, squeezing her hip.
She bit her bottom lip and nodded, "Okay. Quinn wants to have a girl's night tomorrow night…"
"That sounds like fun." Brett said, "What are you all planning on doing?"
Santana shrugged, "Probably just talking and drinking." She replied as her phone began to ring.
She reached over and grabbed it from the nightstand.
"Hello?" She answered, smiling at Brett.
Brett rolled over and grabbed his phone. He grabbed it and looked at the screen, finding a missed text message.
He opened it and sighed.
Dad – We need to talk
Brett rolled his eyes and set his phone back on the nightstand.
"Okay…I'll see you later. Bye." Santana said before hanging up and setting her phone on her nightstand.
He rolled back over and pulled her close, "Everything okay?"
She nodded, "Yeah. It was Quinn. We're going to go shopping later this afternoon."
Brett nodded, "Cool." He said glancing at the time.
It was 9am.
"You hungry?" She asked.
Brett nodded, "I am. Want me to go out and grab us some food?"
"No. I'll make us some omelets." Santana said, "Come on." She added, rolling out of bed.
He watched as she got dressed before sitting up on the edge of the bed. He grabbed his duffle bag and pulled on boxers and some jeans.
Santana walked to the kitchen and got started making breakfast.
After breakfast, they cuddled on the couch and watched Outlander.
"So I haven't asked you yet but what do you want for Christmas?" Brett asked her quietly.
Santana shook her head, "Nothing."
He sighed, "I want to get you something, San. You're my girlfriend."
Santana smiled and scooted closer to him, "You don't have to get me anything, Brett."
Brett shook his head, "I want to. What is something that you've been wanting?"
She sighed, "I don't know. What about you?"
"I'm not sure. I could use a new pair of ear buds to wear while I work out." Brett replied.
"Okay." She said, "What else?"
Brett chuckled, "San, tell me what you want for Christmas."
Santana sighed, "Um…surprise me."
He sighed, smirking, "You're impossible, Ms. Lopez."
Santana laughed and lifted her head, "And yet you love me."
"I do. That's for sure." He grinned, kissing her lips softly as his phone rang.
He grabbed it from the coffee table and looked at the screen.
Dad – Don't ignore me
Brett clenched his jaw and set the phone back on the coffee table.
"What was that?" She asked.
He shook his head, "Nothing important."
"Brett…" She said, pulling back a bit.
"It's just John. He wants to talk to me, but I don't feel any kind of overwhelming urgency to have that discussion." Brett muttered.
Santana nodded, laying her head back on his chest, "I understand." She sighed.
He kissed the top of her head, sighing.
"So I'll see you later…" Brett said as he pulled on his coat.
It was nearly 2pm and Brett had to leave
Santana nodded, "Yeah…I guess I'll see you Wednesday…"
Brett sighed, "I hate that I won't see you tomorrow."
"I know." She said, cupping his jaw, "Me too."
He nodded and leaned down, kissing her lips, "I'll text you later. Have fun with Quinn."
She smiled and nodded, kissing him once more before letting him leave.
As he got on the elevator his felt his phone buzz in his pocket and pulled it out.
Dad – I'll call you tomorrow. Answer when I do.
He sighed and slipped his phone in his pocket.
Brett got to his apartment around 8pm and took a shower before texting Santana.
Brett – So I've got some news…
He sighed as he walked into the living room.
"Have you told her yet?" Finn asked
"I'm about to." Brett replied, sitting at the kitchen table as his phone buzzed.
San – Bad news or good news?
Brett – Not exactly good. I have to fly to LA Thursday morning. I won't be back till late Saturday.
"How long will you be gone?" Finn asked as he grabbed a Gatorade from the fridge.
"I'm supposed to be back Saturday night." Brett replied.
"At least it's not a long trip." Finn said.
Brett nodded as his phone buzzed.
San – Oh…that sucks
Brett sighed, nodding at he replied.
Brett – Yeah it does. I'm sorry.
"I'm guessing she's not exactly thrilled." Finn said, leaning back against the counter.
"Not really." Brett muttered.
"Is she worried about Jessica?" Finn asked.
Brett groaned, "She shouldn't be."
He felt his phone and looked at it.
San – I'm gunna miss you
"She didn't mention Jessica."
"Dude, she's not just gunna say it." Finn replied
"I know." Brett muttered. "I'd ask her to come with me, but I'll be at the gym most of the time…"
Finn nodded, "Plus her meeting any of the girls you've fucked would be a bad thing."
"You act like I've fucked half of Venice." Brett chucked, "I've only slept with 9 women."
"True but a few of them go to the gym." Finn smirked, "Like Jessica and Amy and Dominique."
Brett nodded, "Yeah, I get it."
Brett – I'm gunna miss you too, Baby
"I'll probably crash at her place Wednesday night." He told his best friend.
Finn nodded.
Brett climbed into bed around 10pm and sent Santana a text.
Brett – I'm going to sleep. Night Baby. Love you.
He plugged his phone up and laid down before it buzzed
San – Night Handsome. Love you too
He grinned and laid down, closing his eyes.