11pm
Brit and I pack up 4 suitcases with her clothes and some other items before heading back to my place. Once we get there I promptly kick Quinn out of the kitchen and take over cooking the rest of the tacos. I get a little carried away and end up making Spanish rice, fresh salsa, queso sauce, and guacamole. I set every thing out on the counter, and by everything I mean the 3 different meats I made, the cheese, lettuce, olives, and jalapenos, and nod in approval over the spread I put together.
I pull out the blender and mix up some fresh mango and raspberry margaritas. Yes, I used fresh mango and raspberries; margaritas taste way better with fresh fruit in them. I'm pulling out plates for everyone and warming up the shells when Mercedes walked in the kitchen.
"Damn San, girl I feel like I'm in Mexico." Mercedes laughs. "Need any help?"
I turn and smile at her. "I get a little carried away when I cook sometimes." I admit. "I think I have it all taken care of." I say while looking around. I pour her a shot of tequila and slide it over to her before pouring one for myself. "I heard some of your conversation with Brit." I tell her. "I promise I won't hurt her, and I'm definitely not using her for her money. I'm so in love with her, Mercedes, I would never do anything to ruin what we have."
Mercedes grabs her shot and lifts it up. "I've known you for like 2 days and I believe you. I'm super protective of Brittany, she can be a little naïve around people." Mercedes said softly. "But, I can tell she's more than in good hands with you Santana." Mercedes raises her glass to me. I clink my glass with her and we knock back the shots. I hand Mercedes a lime but she refuses. "Toughen up girl, no chasers, no limes." She teases.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." I laugh out. "Grab a plate and dig in, I'll get Quinn and Brit." I tell her as I leave the kitchen.
After we all eat, Quinn suggests we play some games. Brittany brought a box of games over so she happily jumps up and ran to the guestroom and pulls out Taboo.
"So what are teams?" Mercedes asks.
Quinn laughs while lifting her glass and taking a sip. "You know they want to be on teams." Quinn teases.
"Of course." I tell her. "Q, I love you babe but you suck at games." I laugh while refilling everyone's glasses.
"No more for me Sanny." Brittany says as I go to refill her glass.
"What's wrong? You don't like them?" I ask her quietly.
"They're awesome San, but I have to take Mercedes to get her stuff later, and with the snow, I don't want to drive with a buzz." She smiles.
"So responsible." I wink and kiss her. Brittany immediately deepens the kiss causing me to moan softly.
"Break it up lovebirds, you have company." Quinn teases while throwing chips at us.
I smile into the kiss and break it before pecking her lips one more time, just as Chef runs over and grabs a chip from Brittany's lap and runs away quickly, causing us all to laugh at him.
"He is the cutest dog ever." Quinn laughs out as Chef runs back over and looks for another fallen chip to eat. Brittany jumps up and grabs him a treat and holds it out to him instead. He grabs his treat and runs over to his bed to eat it.
"Alright ladies, let's get this game started." I say happily while sitting down next to Brittany on the floor.
"Ready to kick some butt Quinn?" Mercedes asks while high fiving her.
"Let's do this." Quinn smirks.
"We got this baby." I tell Brittany while lifting her hand and kissing it.
2 hours later Quinn and Mercedes were begging for mercy after Brit and I completely dominated the game.
"You two have to be cheating." Mercedes laughs..
"I don't cheat." Brittany laughs.
"I'm with Cedes, something's not right." Quinn complains. "Santana, you said James Earl Jones, and Brittany guessed father !"
"Uh yeah, James Earl Jones was Mufasa in Lion King, the father." Brittany shrugs casually.
"You two are so in sync with one another it's amazing." Mercedes smiles.
"You two up for another game?" I ask.
"No, I'm tapped out, I need to get home." Quinn say while yawning and stretching. "Brit, you mind giving me a ride home since you're taking Mercedes somewhere?"
"Not at all." Brittany smiles. "Let me help San clean up then we can go."
"I got it Brit." I tell her while gathering the glasses. "It won't take me long to clean up in here and the kitchen."
"You sure?" Brittany asks.
"Absolutely." I tell her while nodding.
"Ok, well I need to use the bathroom quick, then I'm ready." Mercedes says with a smile.
A few minutes later everyone is bundled up and ready to brace the snow to head home.
"Bye San, thanks again for dinner."
"I'll call you tomorrow babe."
"Bye ladies." I say with a smile.
I then grab Brittany's hand and pull her into a hug. "Drive carefully baby." I say softly to Brittany.
"I will take care of your car Sanny." Brittany teases.
"Thank God!" I laugh out. "But I'm most concerned about you, the snow hasn't let up today."
"I'll be safe baby, I'll be back before you know it." Brittany smiles and kisses me on the forehead before heading out the door.
"Well, I guess it's just us." I say to Lord Tubs and Chef. Lord Tubs ignored me, of course, and just walked away. Chef, on the other hand, wags his tail like crazy and jumps up on me. "Let's go use the bathroom Chef." I say while grabbing his leash and hooking it on him so we can head out.
After I take Chef outside one last time for the night, I take his water bowl away and place some warm towels, fresh out of the dryer, in his cage and set him in. Once I close the door he begins to whimper, and smashes his face against the door as he looks out sadly, he looks so pitiful that I feel bad and let him back out.
"You can stay out until Brit gets home." I tell him with a smile. "Then it's bed time, I don't want Lord Tubs to try anything with you when we are sleep so you have to sleep in the cage." I pick him up and carry him to my bedroom and set him on the bed. "Let's move some stuff around for Brit's clothes." I tell him with a smile. He cocks his head to the side and wags his tail happily. I'm starting to think he loves when I talk him.
I go to the closet and pull out some of my clothes and carry them to the guest room and lay them on the bed. After a few trips, in which Chef stared at me every time I left the room, I begin to unpack the suitcases we loaded up with Brits clothes earlier. I hang up all her dresses and fold her jeans up to stack on the shelf in the closet. I then clear out another dresser drawer for her and place her undergarments in there. I pick the final suitcase up, not noticing that it's unzipped, when a white envelope falls out and 20 and 100 dollar bills spill out everywhere.
"Shit..." I breathe out as I look at all the cash. "Brit needs to go to the bank." I say softly while quickly picking up all the money and tucking it back in the envelope. I stuff it back in the suitcase and slide the suitcase in the closet.
I sit down on the bed and let Chef crawl in my lap. "We gotta find your family tomorrow." I tell him softly while rubbing his head. "I wish I could just keep you though." I admit to him. He lifts his head and looks at me. "I'll tell you what, if no one claims you within 48 hours of us posting pictures, you can live here with Brit and me." I laugh when he licks my hand and begins to wag his tail.
I sit back against the headboard and turn Chef so he is facing me on my lap. "Can I tell you a secret?" I ask him while adjusting his sweater. "I don't know where I would be in life if I hadn't met Brittany that day in the park." I start off. "I never imagined being in love, sounds weird right? It's true though." He lays his head down on my thigh and looks up at me with his big brown eyes. "I never even planned on a relationship, but Brit came in my life and completely turned my life around, it's been a tornado, but an awesome one. I know for a fact Aunty Snixx's would be non-existent. I love her so much Chef, I hope I don't do anything to mess this up with her."
"You won't." Brittany whispers out.
I look up quickly and blush. "How long have you been there?" I ask her.
"Long enough to tell you that you won't mess anything up San." Brittany smiles while taking her coat off and coming to sit next to me on the bed. She then leans over and kisses me. "I love you Sanny, that won't change."
"I love you too Brit," I tell her. "Is Mercedes all settled in?"
Brittany rubs Chef on the head. "Yeah she is, it's snowing pretty bad out though. The roads are super icey."
"Well I'm glad you made it home safely." I tell her. "Are you tired?"
Brittany shook her head. "Not really? What's up?"
"Feel like cuddling and watching a movie with me?" I ask her.
"Always." Brittany winks at me. "Let me unpack some stuff really quick first." She says while standing up.
"I unpacked for you Brit." I say shyly.
Brittany turns around. "Really?"
I nod and stand up cuddling Chef to my chest as I walk to the closet and open the closet door. "I know you have more clothes to bring over but this is a good start right?" I ask her.
Brittany snakes her arms around my waist. "This is perfect." Brittany says as she kisses the back of my neck. "Let's get comfy for the movie."
Brit changes into the cutest pair of yellow Big Bird boxers and a tank top. I put on a pair of red Cheerios shorts and a tank top myself. Although it's super cold out, Brittany has the heat up pretty high so it's comfortable. I set Chef in his bed and smile when he lies down. "Do you want popcorn Brit?"
"Sounds good, I'll pick a movie." Brittany replies while getting comfy on the couch.
10 minutes later I come back to the living room with a bowl of my famous popcorn and sit next to Brittany.
"Whoa!" Brittany exclaims while looking at the bowl. "What's all this?" She asks.
"I melted some marshmallow fluff and chocolate syrup and poured it over." I tell her. "You don't mind do you? I can make some regular popcorn if you want."
"Of course I don't mind, this looks soooooo good." Brittany says happily while quickly eating some. "This is amazing." Brittany beams while kissing me on the cheek.
"Glad you like it." I tell her while tossing the blanket over our laps. "What movie did you pick?"
"Law Abiding Citizen." Brittany says while picking up the remote and starting the movie. "Have you ever seen it?"
I shake my head. "No, I heard its good though."
"It's one of my favorite movies." She replies while wrapping her arm around my shoulders.
"I wish I had a fireplace." I say while snuggling closer to Brit and resting my head on her shoulder as I pick up more popcorn. "Wouldn't be it romantic to snuggle in front of it some nights."
"Well, the penthouse has 3." Brittany said softly.
I lean back and look at her. "Really?"
Brittany nods. "The master bedroom, the living room, and the private sitting room that's off the master."
"Wow." I say with a smile.
"Sanny, I can't wait until we move there together baby." Brittany says as she lifts my chin and places a sweet kiss on my lips.
"I can't wait either Brit." I smile at her. "We could live in a cardboard box, I just want you lying next to me. I love you so much baby."
"I love you too." Brit replies before kissing me again.
Halfway through the movie we fall asleep; I wake up from Chef's claws in my leg as he attempts to hop on the couch with us. I slowly flutter my eyes open and notice him wagging his tail. "It's bed time Chef." I say softly. I'm leaning on Brit as she sleeps on the arm of the couch, so I slowly sit up and pick up Chef and carry him over to his cage. I toss a few toys in and organize the towels I put in earlier so it looks comfy. I set him in and close the door.
I then walk over to Brittany and kiss her awake. "Let's go to bed baby." I say with a smile when she opens her eyes. She nods and turns off the TV and allows me to lead her to the bedroom. We both go and wash our faces and brush our teeth before slipping in bed.
I slide over and softly begin to kiss Brittany's neck. "Today was kind of wild wasn't it?" I ask her while resting my hand on her stomach.
"Yeah it was, it was long too." She replies while turning and catching my lips.
"Are you super tired?" I ask while slipping my hand under her shirt and moving up to her breasts and palming one as I slowly dart my tongue in her mouth. Brittany moans into the kiss and runs her fingers through my hair.
"I'm never too tired for this." Brittany whispers as she pulls me on top of her, I lean up so I'm straddling her and look down at her to take in all her beauty. Brittany sits up slightly and takes my shirt off. She quickly begins massaging my breast before running her hands down my sides, before planting soft wet kisses on my abs, making them jump to her touch.
I lean down and lift her shirt off and quickly take a hardened nipple in my mouth and suck as my other hand still continues rubbing her other breast. I swirl my tongue around and blow softly on the witness when I'm done. I then move over to the other nipple and give it the same attention as I feel Brittany hook her fingers in my shorts and try to pull them down. I lift up so she can do it with ease and lie back on her. She rolls us over she is on top of me and quickly takes her off too.
She kisses me softly but with so much passion that I lose my breath slightly. She leans back and looks at me. "Are you ok?" she asks sweetly while placing her hand on my heart.
I nod and smile. "Kissing you takes me breath away sometime." I blush.
Brittany smiles and leans down to kiss me again. She then kisses a trail down my body to my core before opening my legs wide and peppering kisses to the outside of my core. She then uses her tongue to open my slit and she begins to take long deep strokes with her tongue inside of me.
"Fuck!" I scream out while clenching the sheets. Brittany is a pro with that damn tongue of hers. It's crazy how we've only had sex a number of times but she knows my body perfectly. She knows where to lick and nibble and touch and massage to send me over the edge. She knows what pace and rhythm I love exactly.
I hear Brit slurp up my arousal, which elicits a moan from me, because that is beyond sexy. I feel my body start to tense and I know I'm close. "I'm c-close Brit." I pant out. She nods and begins to lick faster and deeper.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit." I rush out when I feel her lips attach to my clit and suck gently as her tongue teases it.
"Please Brit!" I yell out as my hips buck.
Brittany holds my hips down firmly and sucks harder as she enters 2 fingers in me and pumps quickly before curling them and flicking her tongue one last time sending me to ecstasy.
"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" I moan out loudly.
Brittany continues licking me softly and slowly as I ride out my orgasm and wrap my legs around her neck. "Come here baby." I croak out as I pull her up to my mouth to kiss her and run my hands over her back.
Brittany opens my legs again and settles between them allowing our cores to touch and begins rocking quickly as she leans down and kisses me. "I love you Sanny." She mumbles again my lips over and over while rocking faster. I wrap my legs around her back and pull her closer. "You feel so good." She adds while kissing my neck.
I run my fingers through her hair and all I can do is moan, I want to form words but I can't. I'm too lost in pleasure. Brittany leans up slightly and begins kissing on my breasts again as she slows down the rhythm a little and begins doing figurates, which brings a whole new sensation. "Lift your leg Sanny." Brittany states while unwrapping my legs from her back and lifting on leg over her shoulder, giving herself a better angle. I run my hand over her forehead and wipe the sweat away as she begins to quickly rock again while holding that leg tightly. I lift my hands and massage her breasts, which causes her to moan and falter in her rhythm a little, which lets me know she's close.
She leans down and kisses me as her body tenses and her motions start to get choppy. I sit up so I can take control for her. "Turn around baby." I whisper. We switch positions and I have Brittany sit against the headboard and open her legs into the splits. I lick her slowly a few times while massaging her trembling thighs before I do the splits and intertwine our legs and begin rocking and bouncing into her. "Damn this feels good, baby." I say while kissing her neck, Brittany wraps her arms tightly around my waist and rests her head on my shoulder as she rocks back into me.
I hear her breathing speed up and feel her sink her nails in my sides. "Sannnnnnnyyyyyyyy."
"Come Brit..." I whisper to her while pulling her close to me and moving as fast as I can. One last thrust on my part and Brittany screams out while dragging her nails across my back, which I'm sure will leave some sexy marks in the morning. Listening to her climax sends me right over the edge and I come as well. We sit there entangled in one another in a passionate kiss while our hands explore each other's body and we bring each other down.
"That was..." Brittany tries to get out with a smile.
"Yeah it was." I tell her as I pepper kisses to her face. "I love you Brit." I tell her while lying my head on her shoulder and placing a final kiss there.
"I love you too Santana." She replies while running her hands up and down my back.
We lie down, still holding each other tightly, and drift off to sleep.
3am
"Brit, do you hear that?" I ask sleepily.
"Hmmmmmm." Brittany groans out while burying her face deeper in my neck.
"Brit…" I say again while rubbing her arm.
Brittany lifts her head. "Chef is crying." She says before lying back down.
"Do you think he's ok?" I ask her.
"It's a new house, he probably woke up and is a little nervous and scared." Brittany states.
"Should we go check on him?" I ask her while sitting up.
Brittany starts giggling softly while running her hand over my thigh. I look down at her. "What's funny?" I ask with a frown.
"You are just so cute with Chef." Brittany smiles as she sits up and kisses me. "Yeah, let's go check on him."
We put our pajamas back on and head to the living room. I walk up to Chef's cage and sit on the floor in front of it. He cocks his head to the side and whimpers.
"What's wrong little guy?" I ask him while opening the cage. He quickly runs out and climbs on me. I rub his head and smile as he wags his tail.
Brittany comes back in the living room and sits down next to me as she drinks from a bottle of water. She then hands the bottle to me, I take a sip and hand it back. "Thank you baby." I say while smiling at her.
"He's spoiled already." Brittany laughs.
"Why do you say that?" I ask her.
Brittany points to Chef who is fast asleep in my lap already. "Oh, oops." I say with a smile.
"Why don't we camp out in here and sleep?" Brittany suggests. "That way Chef is comfortable enough to stay sleep, and I still get to cuddle with you."
"You don't mind Brit?" I ask her. "You can go back to bed baby."
Brittany smiles. "It's a sleepover." She exclaims. "I wonder if Lord Tubbington wants to join us?" She asks while looking around for him. "Do you see him?" She asks me.
I stand up and look around the living room, trying to get my eyes to focus enough to see in the dark. "He's in the windowsill." I say through a yawn while pointing.
"Cool, I'll grab some pillows and extra blankets." Brittany says while skipping to the guestroom.
I go to the sectional and set Chef down at the edge and lie down myself. We stare at each other until Brittany comes back and hands me a pillow. "Lay down Chef." I tell him. He lays down just as Brittany lies down behind me and tosses the comforter over us. I turn in her arms to face her and kiss her. "Thank you Brit."
"I love how much you care about Chef, how much you care about everyone and everything." Brittany replies. "You have so much love inside of you." She adds while rubbing my back. "You're special San." She finishes up before kissing me softly and closing her eyes.
9am
People that say the sound of children laughing and playing is one of the best sounds in the world obviously don't have a puppy. Brit and I woke up to sounds of Chef playing with every single squeaky toy we bought him. I look over at him and can't help but laugh at him. Brit picked out this ball that that's like double size of his head, he keeps trying to pick it up and run with it, but it must be too heavy and he keeps dropping it and tripping over it.
"He's adorable isn't he?" Brittany says softly in my ear.
"Yeah, I want to keep him Brit." I tell her.
"I know you do, I can tell you do, but he may belong to someone San." Brittany says. "We need to make posters baby."
"Fine." I say sadly.
"How about this, if someone claims him we go and pick out a puppy together when we move in April." Brittany suggests.
I shrug. "Ok, I want Chef though." I whine.
Brittany laughs and kisses my forehead. "Let take him to the vet and see if he has a microchip in him, if not, we rely on the posters, if no one claims him then we keep him."
"Ok." I tell her. "Do you want to go now?"
"Yeah we can." Brittany smiles.
I hop off the couch. "Come here Chef!" I say happily while clapping. He drops his ball and quickly runs over to me. "You belong here with me, I can just tell." I whisper to him while rubbing his head.
Brittany gets up and pours food in the bowls for both Chef and Lord Tubs. "Babe, I'm going to get in the shower." Brittany calls over her shoulder while heading to the back.
I set Chef down. "Go eat breakfast." I tell him while pointing in the direction of his bowls. He happily runs over to his bowls and begins to eat quickly.
I go back to the bathroom and slip in the shower with Brit and begin softly kissing her on the back before reaching around and grabbing the loofah out of her hand and beginning to wash her body. "I don't think I told you yesterday with all the excitement surrounding Chef. But I got like 30 emails last I checked with orders."
"Seriously!" Brittany screeches out.
I nod happily. "Would you mind helping me get organized and everything, like come up with prices?"
"Of course!" Brittany quickly hugs me and kisses me. "I'm so proud of you baby." She kisses me again and begins to wash my body now with the shower gel. "We can get started this afternoon."
After a few rounds of shower sex, which Brit said was necessary to congratulate, we finally emerge to the living room fully dressed. We take pictures of Chef and upload them to my laptop.
"Do you think this description is good enough Brit?" I ask her.
Brittany walks behind and leans over me while reading the flyer.
FOUND MALE SHIH TZU PUPPY
Predominantly white with black and brown patches on back
Brown ears and brown patch surrounding left eye
Found out in the blizzard on Dec 3
Call 917-112-8484 and ask for Santana
"Looks good babe." Brittany replies. "That's a really good picture of him."
"I love when he cocks his head to the side." I laugh. "Melts my heart every time." I then turn and look up at her and peck her on the lips. "That's how you grabbed my heart too."
Brittany blushes and reaches back over me to print out a stack of flyers. We bundle up and tread through the snow and staple flyers to trees, bushes, tape them to lampposts, and post them inside of every apartment building in the lobby. We then pick up Chef and go to the nearest vet; thanks to Google Maps, we got there quickly. We get him checked out and found out he wasn't micro chipped after all. I got super excited because that meant he was one step closer to being mine.
Once we got back in the car Brittany turned and smiled at me. "You are giddy." She laughed out.
"I'm just happy that Chef is one step closer to being ours." I tell her as Chef stands up in my lap and rests his paws on the door to look out the window.
"We still have to wait and see if anyone claims him through the flyers Sanny." Brittany says as she starts the car. "But I'm happy too." She adds.
"Do you need anything before I head back home?" Brittany asks.
"No, let's just get home." I tell her. "I can't believe it's still snowing like this."
"Yeah this blizzard is crazy, we may get snowed in tonight." Brittany replies.
"I wouldn't mind being snowed it with you." I tell her with a smile.
7pm
Brit and I spent the day redesigning my website, coming up with a price list, and confirming orders. Luckily, I'm off the next two days because I have quite a bit of baking to do. By quite a bit I mean, close to 7-dozen cookies, and another 6-dozen cupcakes. Brittany has to work tomorrow but she's off on Wednesday, so we plan to bake that entire day. I don't know if I'm more excited about all the orders or just being in the kitchen with Brittany, but either way I'm pumped for it.
I'm relaxing on the couch watching Cupcake Wars with Chef, and surprisingly Lord Tubs when Brittany comes in the room and plops down on the couch next to me.
"Hey Brit, I was about to start cooking dinner." I tell her. "Want to help me?"
Brittany's eyes widen. "I would love to help you. What are we making?" She asks
"Something simple tonight, if that's ok." I tell her. "I'm thinking chili since it's so cold out."
"Sounds good." Brittany replies.
Brittany and I begin to cook in sync with one another as usual, after I cook the meat and put it together so it can simmer. I begin shredding the cheese. Brittany comes behind me and wraps her arms around me and places her hands on mine and helps me shred the cheese. I lean back in her embrace and allow her hands to guide mine.
"I love cooking with you Brit." I tell her.
"You're the cook Sanny, I just follow your lead." Brittany says softly while kissing the shell of my ear.
"Do you want it spicy?" I ask her.
"How ever you want to make it, Sanny, is perfect." She says while breaking the embrace.
I quickly chop up some jalapenos and toss them in the pot. "It should be done in about 30 minutes." I tell her.
"Cool." Brittany smiles. "I'll start the dishes."
"OK." I nod and grab a bottle of water and lean back on the counter. "Hey Brit, what are you doing for Christmas? Are you going to visit your parents?" I ask her.
Brittany shakes her head. "They are going out of the country for Christmas this year." She replies. "Are you going home to Ohio?"
I shake my head. "I want to spend Christmas here with you." I say shyly.
"What about your parents?" She asks me.
"They'll understand, I'll plan a trip home after Christmas to visit them." I tell her.
"So we are spending Christmas together?" Brittany asks with a smile.
I nod and match her smile. "I guess we are."
"Well, we need to get a Christmas tree and some decorations then." Brittany says excitedly.
"Ok, sounds like a plan." I tell her while hugging her. "Should we go tomorrow morning and get one?"
"A real one?" Brittany asks.
I nod in confirmation. "A real one."
Once the chili is done, Brit and I eat while watching Dora The Explorer, I have no clue why we are watching it but we just are. We set the bowls down on the table and snuggle close to each other once we finish.
"Can I share something with you Sanny?"
"Of course." I tell her while wrapping my arm around her waist.
"When I was 18, my grandpa gave me one million dollars for my high school graduation gift. He said it was to jumpstart my life as an adult." Brittany starts. "I thought it was crazy, all my friends at the time told me to buy all this outlandish stuff, a car, a house, a plane, a train." She laughs.
"What did you buy?" I ask her.
"A notebook." She replies softly. "I used 75 cents and bought a notebook." She states. "The rest is still in the same account, I haven't touched it. That was 5 years ago." She then stood up and left the living room.
I sit and stare in the direction that Brittany walked off into. I then look over at Chef who is chewing on a new bone, that's he's been obsessed with for the last hour. Brittany comes back a few moments later and turns off the TV.
"I'm confused Brit." I tell her truthfully.
"This is the notebook." Brittany says while handing me a red notebook.
I take the notebook and hold it tightly in my hands. "Open it." Brittany says softly. I nod and open it to the first page and notice it's a poem written out. "A lot of people think that money is the key to happiness, they think it cures all problems, but it doesn't." She says carefully. "Sometimes it creates more problems."
"I can understand that." I tell her while running my fingers over the page slowly.
"I've always had money, I grew up privileged but I always had a feeling of emptiness right here. A lot of people are always quick to assume that because I have a lot of money I should just automatically be happy and that's not true." She states while lifting my hand to her chest. "One morning after a restless night of sleep, I pulled out this new notebook that I bought, I wrote this poem to try to make sense of the emptiness I felt, I've had boyfriends and girlfriends before but I still had the same empty feeling, something was always missing." She adds. "It just never went anyway."
"Brit, baby…" I start to say as I feel my heart drop.
"Can I read to you?" She then asks.
"Yeah, of course." I tell her quickly.
"Come here." She says while scooting back to the end of the couch and opening her arms and legs. I scoot over to her and lean back on her chest. She wraps her arms around my waist and softly begins to read.
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
"That's, wow, Brit, that's amazing." I tell her. She then tears the page out of the notebook and rips it shreds before tosses it in the air like confetti.
I turn and look at her. "Why did you do that Brit?"
"I don't have that empty feeling any more, and I'm not alone anymore, I have you now Sanny." She says with tears in her eyes.
"Brit…" I breathe out.
She smiles as tears drip out of her eyes and she presses our lips softly together while hugging me tightly. "I love you Sanny."
"I love you too Brit." I tell her with a smile while hugging her back and kissing her.
Chef comes running over and barks at us before running towards the door. "You know what that means." Brittany laughs out as I dry her eyes with my thumb and kiss her tear tracts away. "I'll get my shoes."
"I can take him out quick babe, stay right here and keep those arms warm for me." I tell her with a wink as I stand up and slip my Uggs on. I grab Chef's leash and hook it on him and head out the door.