"Unlike most mornings where Santana and I are the first ones up and getting ready before we wake Beth up, Beth climbed into our bed today. I noticed as soon as I felt the weight shift by my feet. I groggily reached out for her as she crawled in between us and laid there. We cuddled until S started to stir. "I'm hungry," Beth said as soon as Santana opened her eyes. I talked to Beth to keep her distracted from a naked Santana until she could throw on a shirt and shorts. Then S picked her up and winked at me as they made their way to the kitchen. I just laid in bed, relishing the fact that life can be so sweet sometimes. It didn't take long before I was semi-dressed and down the stairs on the way to my girls. Once before I met Santana, I wondered how I would parent Beth without Noah if anything ever happened to him. I also wondered how I would feel about having another man raise Beth. How safe he would make us feel, how comfortable we would be around him, and if he would treat Beth differently because she was someone else's child. The amount of adoration and pure relief I have known all those concerns will never come up with Santana. Santana is the most loving person I have ever met, which is funny because she is also a bitch, just not to me. I could have never imagined that she would be this soft.
"Santana makes pumpkin spice pancakes; I make scrambled eggs with cheese and turkey sausage to go with them. I get juice for Beth, make us a cold brew, and grab bottled waters. We sit down to eat while we plan what last-minute things need to be done. Brittany, Fran, and Rachel will be here around noon to help, then Santana's mom should be here shortly after. There was no exact time when we were expecting Dani or the rest of our friends, but I'm sure they would all show up around two when we said the gathering would start. After breakfast, Santana got all the stuff that she and Steve needed to set things up in the backyard. I got Beth into her costume because she wanted to wear it all day. I was so happy that Steve would get to come it's usually just Fran and the kids. I clean the kitchen and start prepping the food. We'll put some corn, steaks, burgers, bratwursts on the grill and have pasta salad, baked beans, and salad. Santana's mom is bringing a flan for dessert, and Kurt makes a pumpkin cheesecake. Beth is in her playroom picking out what toys her, Dylan, and Emma will play with. I am so happy that she is so close with her cousins since she is an only child, hopefully not for long.
"Before we knew it, Fran and her family were there, and we were in the kitchen, the kids off playing, and Santana and Steve being handy in the backyard. Before we got the chance to change into our costumes, Britt and Rachel showed up with condiments, paper plates and utensils, and coolers of beer, wine, and non-alcoholic beverages. Then everyone else showed up a few minutes later. It was good seeing everyone. Dani, Maribel, Rachel, Fran, Kurt, and I were in the kitchen getting all the side dishes together while the kids played nearby. While Santana, Steve, and Blaine started putting food on the grill. After setting up most of the food and beverages, Santana and I run upstairs to get into our costumes. "You know, I don't think anyone would miss us if we just stayed up here and had a quickie…." Santana said playfully as she stood in front of me, topless.
"Tempting, S, but everyone is downstairs, and I am too loud." I jokingly replied./p
"You are loud. Extremely loud. What if I put something in your mouth?" Santana asked, wiggling her eyebrows. I was now just in the bottom part of my outfit; Santana was undressed from the waist down. I walked over to her and pressed my hand between her thighs. "Something else in mind?" She asked.
"No, just warming you up before I get a mouth full," I said as I dipped my fingers into her wetness. I got a light moan before her lips crashed against mine in a kiss. I rub until she almost cums, and I stop. I get on my knees and look up at her. She rubs my face before I plant it against her mound and stick out my tongue.
"Oh shit!" She whispers as her hand softly grabs my head. "Just like that Q, that's my girl, make me cum." She growled with a low moan. I see brown eyes staring at me. I smirk but don't stop licking. Suppose she knew how crazy she drove me. Her voice alone turns me into a puddle, then those eyes. I feel her legs start to shake a little, and I watch her eyes close. She cums and sits on the bed because her legs go weak. I took the rest of my clothes off and sat in Santana's lap. I took her hands and placed them where she could rub my nipples. I laid my head back on her shoulder and enjoyed her touches. I am already so wet from just pleasing her, and she knows it. She puts her hand between my thighs, rubbing as soon as she gets to her favorite spot. I came so fast. I'm still panting while she wraps her arms around me. There's a knock at the door.
"Ladies, we are about to take start making plates. If you guys wanted to you us." Santana's mom shouted as she tapped on the door. I almost lost it in a fit of laughter at the way Santana covered us up with the sheet as if her mom could see through the locked door.
"Okay, Mami, we'll… we'll be down shortly." Santana got out with a squeak, and I laughed loud and hard. She said that I was nervous, and I had never seen that side of Santana. We cleaned up and finished putting our outfits on. We went downstairs and got a smirk from Brittany and Rachel, who had an idea of what we were doing. Then Santana's mom just softly smiled at us but not in a judgmental way. From the story she told me about her husband and how she speaks of love, I know she's a hopeless romantic just like her daughter is. That means a lot of passion and bliss. Everyone saw it. We even saw it. The changes we've made, how much happier we are, how we glow, and how we genuinely love each other./p
"Mami, thank you for making Beth's plate. If you hand it to me, I'll get her set up, and you can make your food." S said before reaching for the little plate in her mom's hand. I got my food while S got Beth settled in. I sat my plate at the table and then made S her plate. I noticed people lovingly watching us while we were in the kitchen, while we were at the table eating. I've never loved another human this much outside of Beth. When S laughs, her eyes light up, and it makes my soul happy. We all enjoy ourselves and eat until we are stuffed. Then we clean up, hang out, and drink a little. Fran and her family left early because they had a way to travel, then people started going one by one. We had a great time; I even got the chance to get to know Dani better. Everyone left except for Mrs. Lopez.
"I wanna thank you two for a beautiful evening. I look forward to spending more time with you guys and the people you love, especially Beth." Maribel said softly. Beth was already in bed. I smiled as S leaned into me while we sat next to each other. "You know, I love what you two have. Cherish these times, cherish getting to know each other, sneaking away to make memories. You'll always be able to love back at these times and remember why you have the person you want to be with forever." She said as she stood up, and I noticed S had a slight blush on her face, probably from her mom mentioning us sneaking away to make memories. We hugged while saying our goodbyes, and I watched S walk her mom to her car. It is without saying, everything big and small makes me love her more and more. She comes back in, watching her mom drive off. We sigh and stand in the doorway for a second in peace. I excuse myself to check on Beth. S says she's going to watch some tv to wind down before bed, so I told her I would be back. I check in on a sleeping Beth, then make my way to the bedroom, where I open the nightstand drawer and grab a small black box. I stop at the top f the stairs and take a deep breath before making my way to Santana on the couch. It wasn't in my mind to sit down; in fact, it was in my mind to get down on one knee and ask her to marry me, so I did just that. Kneeled in front of her with such a serious yet gentle look on her face, I saw tears begin to swell in the corner of her eyes.
"S, you define what love is to me. We met when I was unhappy and alone. I was single way before Noah and I broke up. In my heart, I always knew love was supposed to be kind, adventurous, fulfilling, and safe all in one. You do that for Beth and me. I know you may have wanted to do this, and I also understand if you want to wait and meet married. But Santana Lopez, you would make me the happiest and luckiest lady in the world if you say yes to being my wife." I open the box, and it's my grandmother's ring, the one my dad saved to give to a son, but he only had girls. When I told my parents I wanted to marry Santana, they were okay with giving me the ring to give to her. My divorce with Noah took 98 days to be final, and that was some weeks ago. A million thoughts ran through my head, and seconds felt like hours before Santana stood up and said yes. I placed the ring on her finger, and we kissed so gently it was like the world stopped for us to enjoy our moment. Her mom was right, we have a lifetime of memories to make, and I want to do it with the woman who makes me feel like I'm walking into the sun.