Two Months Later – Brittany's POV

The past two months with Santana had been amazing, and just last night we had set up our Christmas tree. We both got so happy at Christmas time and more than ever it felt like we were a perfect match. As I parked in the garage and walked upstairs I had this feeling in my stomach that Santana was up to something but when I called and talked to her it seemed like everything was as normal as ever.

"Honey, I'm home." I smiled and set down my bags and slipped my shoes off.

I heard a chuckle come from the living room so I headed in that direction. "In here baby."

Walking into the living room I couldn't help but smile as I saw Santana rolling around on the floor with a husky. She waved me over and I sat down next to the two as they continued to play. Before long I was being given wet slobbery kisses, and not the human kind, I taught Santana better than that.

"Remember how we talked about me wanting a husky?"

"Yes, I do remember the conversation."

She took a deep breath and I could tell she was nervous. "I got a call today from Finn, he works down at the shelter and this guy came in with one so Finn asked if I wanted him. I couldn't say no, I'm sorry. If you're really against it I know someone who will take him."

I smiled and shook my head as the dog licked my face a little more. "I'm pretty sure that won't be happening, he already seems attached. Guess we got our Christmas miracle."

"Really?"

Nodding, I was immediately embraced by my amazing girlfriend. "We have to name him, this is the best. I love you!" I really would do anything to put a smile on this girls face and her acting the way she was now sealed the deal for me.

"What shall we name him?"

She shook her head. "I have no idea. I've been sitting here thinking about it but I can't come up with anything."

An hour later we were sitting up on the roof enjoying a light dinner as neither of us were really hungry. It was pretty chilly and we were huddled under a blanket and sipping on some nice warm tea. I had my legs on Santana's lap and my head on her shoulder.

"Koopa." I said, mostly to myself but slightly too loud for Santana to not hear. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her eyebrow raise. "We both love old school Mario and it fits, I like it."

She thought for a couple minutes and I couldn't help but smile as she processed it. "Koopa it is, we can't leave the poor boy with no name."

After a long day I decided on taking a nice long shower as Santana laid in bed watching some cooking show she loved. Stepping out of the shower I dried off and wrapped the towel around me before walking back into our room. We had decided that there was really no point in having two rooms between us and that one would suffice. Walking over to my dresser I opened the drawers and pulled some clothes out and put them on. As I turned around I caught a glimpse of Santana looking at me.

"Something I can help you with Miss. Lopez?" She shook her head and kept watching the t.v. Rolling my eyes I climbed under the covers and snuggled up to her and kissed her cheek and scratched the tips of my fingers over her incredibly toned stomach.

Before long she shut the t.v. off and wrapped her arms around me while lightly scratching up and down my back. As close as Santana and I had gotten we had never taken that next step. It wasn't that I didn't think about it because I did, probably more frequently than I should but things just never went in that direction, and for awhile I didn't feel like it was necessary. Her and I were so physical as it was that it was always just enough to keep our minds out of the gutter, or at least enough from acting on it. However it was getting to a point where I couldn't take laying next to this gorgeous, amazing girl anymore without extending our physical relationship.

Leaning over I softly kissed down her neck and further down her chest but I didn't get much further before she flipped me over and started her assault on my stomach. My hands found themselves brushing her beautiful brown locks back as she placed butterfly kisses across my stomach and then my waist. She looked back up at me and all I could do was nod as our legs tangled together. It was probably the most amazing kiss ever, sweet and loving yet full of passion. We shared one look and that was all that was needed. The thin layer of clothes that we had on didn't take long to come off and however chilly it might have been outside it certainly was not in our bedroom.

A few hours later I laid awake in bed, my head resting on Santana's chest, she was half asleep but it was the cutest thing in the world to me. "I love you," she whispered and kissed the top of my head.

Leaning up I kissed her cheek, catching the corner of her lips and whispered, "I love you."

"Oh and baby?"

Smiling I looked up at her. "Mhmm."

"Merry early Christmas." That toothy grin of hers always gets me.

Grinning back just as wide I leaned over and pecked her lips softly. "Merry early Christmas baby."

"Oh and one more thing, I have no idea why we waited so long to do that, you've been holding out on me."

I laughed slightly and kissed above her heart. "Haven't you figured out that we're a little slow when it comes to things concerning us." In all fairness I really didn't have any idea as to why we had waited so long either. Then again, her and I seemed to like taking our time with everything and anything concerning our relationship. Apart of me was scared that it wasn't going to work, that we wouldn't be compatible in that way but I was definitely wrong. I'm not just saying this because I'm in love with the girl but no one had ever gotten to me the way she did. It was as though our bodies really were one, we knew each other so well that there was no thinking involved. Surprisingly, there weren't even any nerves, there was however a lot of butterflies.

The next morning I woke up the way I usually did, at the sound of the shower turning on. For whatever reason my internal alarm clock seemed to go off the minute Santana got into the shower. You'd think it was the sound of the alarm, or the noise from the shower but I think my body just knew when she left.

There's something you should know about me, I am definitely a morning person. However, that doesn't start until I actually get up and out of bed. Until then I'm pretty much a mute and you can't talk to me because all I'd do is either try and nod or make sounds that aren't comprehensible. This is a fact Santana knew about me very well, almost from the time we met, except now she takes full advantage of it.

It started a couple months ago, when we first merged rooms. Santana had woken up to get ready for work and sure enough I too had woken up. Santana had a morning routine, shower, do her makeup, come back into the room to get her clothes and occasionally climb back into bed for a few more minutes if she was early, before she went back into the washroom to change and blow dry her hair. On this particular morning I had somewhat fallen back asleep between her showering and blow drying her hair but I was very awake for what she had done next.

For the first time, at least to my knowledge she came back into the room after getting dressed, leaned down over the bed and lightly kissed me before whispering an I love you.

It's all hazy but I remember mumbling the words back to her. The groggy, "I love you" came out and even with my eyes closed I could see her smile. Ever since then I'd been waking up pretty much every morning when Santana was in the shower. For the longest time I never told her that I had been awake during her admission. It was the sweetest thing in the entire world and I didn't want to ruin our morning ritual.

Eventually she found out and thankfully her routine hadn't changed. In fact I think she enjoyed me being somewhat conscious before she left though I really wouldn't call it that. So there I was lying in our bed as she showered and went through her morning routine, she said something to me and I swear I opened my mouth and replied but Santana swears I never actually formed any words. We started to have an entire conversation and I could hear her giggling but I didn't understand why.

"Goodbye gorgeous, have a great day and I love you." She said as she leaned over and kissed my forehead.

"Love you." Was all I said in reply even though in my head I told her to have a good day too.

"You are adorable baby." I heard her say as she walked out of the room and quietly called Koopa with her, who was sleeping at the bottom of the bed. "Let's let mommy get some sleep." I felt the weight at the end of the leave and I'm pretty sure I smiled. I was relieved that our new found physicality hadn't changed our routine.

Later that day I met with Rachel for lunch and as if I had it plastered across my forehead she pointed at me and laughed. "You two finally got horizontal! It's about time the two of you had sex, I was starting to think you needed me to give you a referral to a therapist."

I looked around and shook my head. Leave it to my best friend to be the loudest person on the face of the earth. "Shut up and eat your rice cake and yes we finally had sex."

Rachel looked at my expectantly, "and?"

"And what?"

She rolled her eyes at me and shook her head. "How was it?"

I let my mind drift back to the night before. "Let's just say it was fucking amazing and I'm pretty sure we'll be good and tired before we go to bed every night."

We high fived like we were back in the grade school as the waitress took our order. "I have never loved anyone more than I love her, it's that all or nothing, always and forever type of love that most people only find in the movies." I sat back in my chair and smiled as I thought about the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

TBC…