A/N: First and foremost, I am truly, deeply, madly sorry that I've been gone for so long. The semester started back up and my life turned into a constant hectic rollercoaster. I finally had a week off and decided that it's time this story needed an update. I will tell you another update won't come until Thanksgiving and then again over Christmas since I'll have more time. Thanks for being so patient and for your lovely reviews. Now ENJOY :)

Chapter Twelve

Brittany's POV

Four Months Later…

Quinn and I sit down after ordering our coffee. "How's the production going?" she asks me. After graduating in December, I was hired by Jessie St. James. He is an up in coming producer, who hired me to choreograph his new Broadway play, The Book of Mormon. (A/N: I haven't seen the show, but after hearing it's success I decided to have fun and put it in this story, which I can do :p)

"It's difficult, but I'm loving every minute of it. We're still putting together the last few routines and then the hiring begins. Luckily for backup dancers, they're keeping some of the people that I'm working with so I don't have to train every," I tell her.

"That's great Brittany!" We drink our coffee a little more.

"So you're bringing Jenny to Sunday dinner?" I ask a little amused. Jenny and Quinn have been dating a little longer than Santana and I have. They're totally in love with each other and I think Jenny is the one for Quinn, but Q is being cautious with her. I don't blame her; Q has been hurt badly in the past.

"Yeah your mom cornered me the other day on the phone. I think we talked for almost 2 hours and then invited Jenny to dinner."

"My parents will love her," I say reassuringly knowing Quinn is probably freaking out a bit.

"I hope so. Now when are they going to meet Santana?" she asks.

"You know you never told me about that new client, how is that going?" I ask trying to change the subject.

"Oh no you can't avoid this forever. I mean you practically live with Santana. Your parents are going to eventually have to know." It's true I spend most of my nights at her place and on weekends she stays with me. We don't stay at mine often because of Nina.

"Yeah I'm prolonging that for as long as I can."

"Well you're running short on time, Britt."

"I know. San keeps asking when she'll meet them, but I'm terrified of my mom." About a month ago, Santana started bringing up the "when do I meet the parents" topic and I have been avoiding the subject ever since. She hasn't been too pushy about it, but lately she asks more frequently.

"Oh come on give your mom a little more credit."

I give Quinn the 'you're kidding me' look. "We all remember how she treated Brie's ex-boyfriend when she found out about him."

"That was also like what 10 years ago. Maybe she's changed."

"Ha, yeah right."

"Well, you can't keep putting it off," Quinn tells me with a stern look. We finish our coffee and then head our separate ways. My schedule has been a little everywhere lately with the show. I have become a little bit of a hard ass lately because we're getting pressed with time. I practically won't allow anyone to leave unless we can run through two routines without any mess ups. However, today I'm generous because today is Valentine's Day and I have a romantic dinner planned for my girlfriend. I have reservations for seven at my favorite restaurant, so at five thirty I send everyone home. It's also a Friday night, so everyone is gracious that I'm allowing them to leave early.

I get home and take a quick shower, giving me plenty of time to get ready. I have a simple, yet classy black dress picked out for tonight. I told Santana we were going somewhere special so she needed to dress up. She had told me a thousand times not to take her somewhere over the top, but it's Valentine's Day so I think it's necessary. I arrive at Santana's at six thirty and let myself in. We exchanged keys to each other's places a few weeks ago.

I see Maria in the kitchen with Nina. "Hey guys how are two of my favorite Lopezs doing?"

"Wow Brittany you look amazing," Maria compliments.

"Thanks." I blush slightly. "And how are you doing munchkin?"

Nina looks up at me smiling brightly. "I'm good. Britty are we going to the park Sunday?"

"I don't know. It's cold outside," I tell her, but she begins to pout and let me tell you that pout gets me every time. "How about we leave it up to your mom?"

"Okay," she says not completely satisfied with my answer, but she'll take it.

"I take it Santana isn't ready yet?" I ask Maria.

"No, but if I were you I would go up there and make her hurry because she's been getting ready for the past two hours," Maria says and I chuckle.

I walk upstairs to her bedroom and lightly knock on the door. I hear her say come in and I open the door to see my beautiful girlfriend standing in front of her full length mirror putting on a necklace. I'm speechless and blow away when I see her. She's wearing a dark red dress with black heels and her hair is curled lightly to give it a little wave. She's gorgeous.

"Wow. You look stunning, gorgeous," I come up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist.

"Thanks baby and you look beautiful," she says then turns around in my arms to give me a quick kiss. Well it was suppose to be a quick kiss, but we haven't seen each other in almost three days and the kiss last a little longer.

"Hi," she whispers when she breaks the kiss.

"Hi," I whisper back. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah let's go," she says. We say good night to Nina and Maria, but not without Maria being a total mother and taking a quick picture of us. It's the least we can do since she's watching Nina, so we can have the whole night together. We somehow make it to the restaurant on time and the hostess quickly seats us.

"Britt this place is too nice. I thought we agreed-" I cut off San's rant with a quick kiss.

"For one night let me spoil you."

"You spoil me all the time," she says sweetly.

"Then this is no different plus it's Valentine's Day and this is one of my favorite restaurants. You'll love it." I give her my puppy eyes that I know she can't say no to.

"Not fair," she whines. "You know I can't resist that face."

"I know," I say sweetly.

"Okay we'll stay," she says and I kiss her again this time a little longer.

We settle into easy conversation over red wine and appetizers. After we order our main course, I decide I can't wait any longer to give her my present.

"So I got you something."

"Britt," she warns.

"Relax you'll love it and I couldn't resist when I got the idea," I pull out the small box from my purse and slide it across the table.

She takes the box and opens it. She gasps and I see her eyes widen. Santana takes the bracelet from the box.

"Brittany it's beautiful, but this is too much," she says.

I clasp the bracelet and watch the charms fall and admire how beautiful it looks on her. I watch as she studies the bracelet realizing what the charms mean. There's a charm with Nina's birthstone and my personal favorite, the charm I got specially made, it's a charm, S&B. Santana sees it and she glances up at me.

"Do you like it?" I ask her.

"Baby I love it," she says and leans across the table to give me a kiss.

"I'm glad," I say as we sit back down.

"Brittany?" I instantly tense when I hear a familiar voice behind me.

I turn around and my fears are confirmed when I see Katie standing there with douche bag, oh I mean Derek. I know I've been caught when I see Katie's smirk.

"Shit," I mutter under my breath and stand up when she walks over to my table.

I give her and Derek a hug. "Hey Katie."

"I'm surprised to see you here," she says.
"Well you know it's my favorite place," I say. "Um Katie this is Santana, Santana this is my sister Katie."

"Oh," Santana jumps to her feet, "it's so nice to finally meet someone from Brittany's family."

"It's nice to meet you too," Katie says while shaking Santana's hand, her smirk never leaving her face.

I'm beginning to panic. Katie is a bitch and I know her first phone call tomorrow is going to be to our mother.

"So how do you two know each other?" Katie asks even though she knows the answer. She's just getting a kick out of watching me squirm.

Santana looks at me waiting for me to answer, and I do. "Santana is my girlfriend."

"Oh wow! Brittany you've never said anything. I'm so happy for you." Katie's level of fakeness is nauseating.

San gives me a quick glance and I can tell she is a little hurt. "Well I'm sure you and Derek have big plans for tonight and I wouldn't want to keep you any longer," I say.

"Yes we do. I'll see you later, Britt and it was nice meeting you Santana," Katie says.

"It was nice meeting you too," Santana says.

Katie leaves and we retake our seats. I haven't looked at Santana yet; I'm a little afraid too. Our food is placed in front of us, so I decide to chance a look up, but I'm met with a glare.

"I know how bad that must of looked," I say hoping to lessen the blow.

"You have never told your family about me? No wonder you have been putting off me meeting your parents, because they have no clue about me!" Santana's voice rises a little.

"I know, okay. I know this is bad."

"Are you ashamed of me?" she asks hurt evident in her voice.

I'm a little taken back by her question. "What? No, Santana I love you." I reach across the table and take her hands in mine. "I'm ashamed of my family because they're judgmental bitches."

"You're gay, how judgmental can they be?" she asks her tone has softened.

"My mom and sister, Katie, are judgmental of other people and they're harsh about it. Katie is a bitch, we barely get along and my mom judges any person that doesn't fit her standards. My mom's standards are almost impossible to meet. I'm ashamed of how they act," I tell her.

She squeezes my hand. "What about your dad and your other sister?"

"My dad is whipped. Actually I skyped with Brie last week and I told her all about us. She's planning on visiting in a couple weeks for my dad's birthday and she's looking forward to meeting you," I say.

"Great! You know you're going to have to eventually tell your parents about us," she says.

"Oh trust me I'm going to hear all about this tomorrow. Katie's first call is going to be to our mother," I tell Santana. "But can we please not let this ruin our night?"

"Of course, but we are going to talk about this tomorrow," Santana says.

"Okay."

We start eating our meal and before I know it we're finished and I'm paying the check. Since it's too cold to walk to my apartment we grab a cab. It takes less than ten minutes to get back to my apartment. I know we're both a little eager to get to my place. It's been three days too long since we had sex and I know we're both dying. I open my door and when I step into my apartment I gasp. There are rose pedals on the floor leading to the bedroom.

"Okay I so did not leave my place like this, so it had to be you," I turn looking at Santana who is wearing an innocent smile. "But how?"

"Oh I had some help," she says as she takes my hand leading me to the bedroom.

We head to the bedroom and I am met with another surprise. The room is dimly lit with candles lining the room. There are rose pedals over the bed and a bowl of chocolate covered strawberries, my favorite.

"San this is amazing," I tell her.

She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me close to her. "I love you."

"I love you too," I tell her before bringing her lips to mine in a passionate kiss. She backs us up until the backs of my legs hit the bed and I sit down. Santana pulls away from me and walks over to my stereo. Music starts to play lightly in the background, but I'm not even focusing on the music. My eyes haven't left Santana; I'm interested to see what she does next. She stands a few feet away from me. Our eyes lock in an intense gaze. I'm not broken out of this trance until I hear the sound of a zipper and that's when I see that San's hands are behind her back pulling down the zipper of her dress.

I watch Santana slip out of her dress and when I look at her I feel a wave of heat rush through my body. In the middle of my bedroom stands a gorgeous Latina wearing a red lacey bra with a matching thong. I scan my eyes up and down her body before my eyes lock with hers.

"Beautiful," I say while letting out a breath. I go to stand up, but she quickly stops me by straddling my waist.

"Like what you see?" she asks with a smirk on her lips.

"I love it."

I grip the back of her thighs, but she grabs my hands and places them on her hips. "Not yet baby," she says knowing I was about to flip us over and have my way with her. I love that she can read my mind like that.

Since I can't have my way with her yet, I go for her neck, light placing kisses along her neck to her collarbone. She let's out a soft moan, but then she pulls back and stands up pulling me with her. She unzips my dress and allows me to step out of it. Now it's her turn to stare. I'm wearing the matching set of black lace underwear that she loves on me.

"God I love this on you," she says.

"I know," I smirk.

She pushes me back onto the bed and straddles my waist again except this time she has me laying down completely. I won't lie; I may like being the dominant one in our relationship, but when Santana is on top of me it has to be the hottest thing ever. She takes the bowl of strawberries beside us and brings it closer. She picks up a strawberry and brings it to her lips then trails it down her body slowly. I watch this movement like my life depends on it and another heat wave rushes over my body. She brings it back to her lips and places half the strawberry in her mouth. I take this as a hint and sit up to take the other half. Our lips lightly touch before we pull away finishing the strawberry.

She takes my earlobe between her teeth causing me to moan. "Lay back down."

I do as I'm told. Santana grabs another strawberry and bites half of it. She takes it and trails it down the valley between my breasts and over my stomach so that there is a light trail of strawberry and chocolate over my body. She allows me to finish the rest of the strawberry then she leans down and licks up the path that she created. My breath catches in the back of my throat. She starts at my stomach and licks her way up to my breasts. I let out another moan. When she's finished she leans down to kiss my lips. We start slow until I feel her tongue swipe my bottom lip begging for access, which I grant. Suddenly, our tongues meet in a battle of dominance and the rest of the night is filled with us making love to each other. (A/N don't hate I kind of got stuck and this is what happened)

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In the distance I can hear my phone buzzing on my bedside table. I slowly open my eyes and the room is still dark, only with streams of sunlight seeping through the curtains. Santana is curled into my side with her leg draped over my hip and her arm around my stomach. I hate to move, but my phone has gone off twice now. I carefully move out from Santana's grasp and grab my phone. I lay back down in bed and Santana instantly moves back to her position. I look at the caller id; it's my mom. I slightly groan before answering the phone.

"Hello," I whisper with sleep still evident in my voice.

"Brittany Susan Pierce!" my mom yells. I pull the phone away from my ear and pray it didn't wake Santana. Thankfully it didn't.

"I shouldn't be surprised that you've talked to Katie," I say.

"Were you ever going to tell me?" she asks.

"Yes, the day of the wedding," I sarcastically say.

"Oh my god you're engaged?" mom yells again.

"No mom, I was being sarcastic," I tell her.

"Oh thank god. Now listen to me I'm angry that you kept this from me and your father. So this is what you're going to do, you are going to bring this girl to Sunday dinner," my mom demands.

"I think that's too much mom. I mean Quinn is already bringing Jenny, that's too many girlfriends for one dinner," I explain.

"This isn't up for debate. You will be there with Santana, understood," mom says.

"Yes mom."

"Good. Have a nice day. I'll see you tomorrow night," she says cheerfully and hangs up the phone.

I toss my phone onto my bedside table and lay back down. "So Sunday dinner with the fam?" Santana asks. I felt her stir a little during my conversation so I'm not surprised that she's awake.

"Is that okay?" I ask.

Santana looks up at me with her big brown eyes. "Of course. I'm excited to meet your family."

"Yeah," I say with worry clear in my voice.

I think Santana can tell I'm anxious so she thankfully drops the subject. "Last night was the best Valentine's Day I've ever had."

"Mine too," I tell her with a big smile on my face.

"I'm so in love with you," she says and then kisses me.

"I'm so in love with you," I repeat since the words are true. "What do you want to do today?"

"Hmm, let's see," she starts and then begins kissing my neck. I giggle a little loving this idea. "Can we stay in bed all day watching movies, eating food, and lots and lots of sex?"

"See this is why I love you. You can read my mind so easily," I say. "That's a fantastic plan for today."

Like I said before Maria agreed to watch Nina all of today. Santana and I have barely had time to be alone. Either we're working, or we have Nina with us. I'm not complaining, I love my life, but have this time just to ourselves is what we've really needed lately. This past month has been difficult with the play. I've been working late and Santana has night classes and when we both get home we're too tired to do anything, but we do fall asleep in each other's arms most nights.

We stay in bed all day before it's time for San to go home and of course I go with her. I think I want to ask her to move in with me. I hate spending one night away from her. This morning when I woke up to her in my arms, I wanted to wake up like that always. The second we step into her home Nina comes running up to us.

"Britty, mami, you're home!" Nina jumps into my arms.

"Hey munkin were you good for your grandma?" I ask as we walk into the kitchen where Maria is sitting with some paper scattered on the table.

"I was so good," Nina says.

"Oh I bet you were," I tell her.

"Nina it's getting close to your bedtime. Why don't you go change into your pajamas and then I'll read you a bedtime story," Santana says.

"Can Britty read it to me?" Nina asks.

"Definitely," I tell her.

"Yay!" I put Nina down and she takes off to her room. I watch her before returning my attention to the others in the room. I take a seat across from Maria and Santana sits on my lap. We haven't been able to keep our hands off each other and I think it's noticeable.

"I can see you guys had a good time," Maria says not looking up from a paper she's holding.

"It was very romantic. Look what Britt bought me," Santana says holding out her wrist for her mom to see.

Maria examines the bracelet. "Oh my god! Brittany this is beautiful."

"Thank you," I tell her.

"Britty!" we hear Nina yell from her room.

"Looks like someone is ready for their bedtime story," Santana says with a chuckle.

"Yeah I think I should go." I get up and go to Nina's room.

Santana's POV

I let Brittany go to Nina's room. Britt is so good with my daughter and that makes me love her even more. I have a silly smile plastered to my face and I'm fiddling with my bracelet.

"I like this," my mom comments.

"What?" I'm oblivious to what she's talking about.

"You, happy. I'm glad you have Brittany," my mom says.

"Me too. You know I think she's the one for me. I know we've only been dating for four months, but I can't imagine my life without her. I'm always thinking about her and she's so good with Nina," I say.

"She really is," my mom agrees and goes back to her work for a few minutes.

"I'm meeting her family tomorrow," I say out of the blue.

"What?" she stops what she's doing and looks up at me.

"Her sister ran into us last night. Britt hadn't told her family she's in a relationship and her sister told her mom, who called this morning and invited me to Sunday dinner," I explain.

"Why hasn't Brittany said anything to her family?" my mom asks.

"She's told me that she was embarrassed how her family acts and didn't want me to go through that," I tell my mom.

"Do you believe her?"

"Yes, but there's something she's not telling me and she definitely didn't want to talk about tomorrow's dinner at all," I tell my mom.

Before we can talk about it anymore I hear footsteps. We quickly change the subject before Britt walks into the room.

"Well she's knocked out. My job here is done," Brittany says proudly and I chuckle.

"Good because I'm exhausted," I stand up and grab her hand dragging her to my room. Tomorrow is definitely going to be an interesting evening.

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