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To clarify Brittany has not cheated. All she has done so far is had a pleasure meeting with Sam.

with the next chapter. Hope you Enjoy.

4th November 2018

Texts are wierd.

Message sent by your phone in seconds to someone else's. That can be short, long. Filled with love declarations sent to inspire you with only a moments of love which can last until you see them again. Or hate filled with remarks and insults which could even the more confident person battling to not cry.

And at the press of a button, they can be deleted. Instantly deleted, never to be seen again. They can be a snap of fantasy or a fragment of reality.

Brittany thumbed the button again, deleting yet another message. It had barely been 10 hours since she had messaged Sam. And yet her phone was reaching its maximum of texts allowed.

As she scrolled down.

Baby, I'm back for dinner. Love you so much - Your Ana

Sent 22/08/2018

Deleted.

Brittany smiled as Sam's name popped up on one new message. She had learned so much since this morning.

Like that Sam was a real plumber. Since he had failed high school like her, he couldn't get into college; so he worked with one of his father's friends and within three years, he knew everything to know about plumbing.

And he had a wife called Quinn. She was apparently blonde, beautiful, and completely out of his league. She also wasn't paying any attention to him at the moment. Given as they had suffered a miscarriage in May of this could easily understand why they were not as happy as previous. Losing a child that you both wanted would be tough to handle.

Sam had a puppy called Max though. It was a Labrador cross. Only six months so barely a baby. He had sent her a few pictures of him playing which only made Brittany melt at the image of the cute puppy.

As Brittany finished her last hour of her shift; she quickly grabbed her jacket and bag; and walked out. Clicking on her messages, she let out a loud laugh. A picture of a drenched Sam sent to her. Written underneath

My puppy decided bath time was now - Sam.

Before Brittany could type out a reply; lilies were placed in front of her; the warm scent of them and the intoxicating Chanel perfume she was all too familiar with.

"These are for you, baby." Santana whispered, leaning in to place a kiss upon Brittany's pale pink lips.

A thank you was murmured during their kiss. Brittany took the flowers and let her nose press against one of the petals; taking it the sweet smell; "Thank you. They're beautiful."

"So can I take you to dinner, baby?" Santana asked, letting her thumb rub against the small silver of skin available as her blouse had come undone from her pants.

"Sure..." Brittany replied, smiling softly as Santana lips pressed against her cheek lightly.

"I've made us plans at Ming's... It's a Chinese restaurant." Santana said, lacing their fingers together; she walked with Brittany towards her vehicle.

"Sounds good." Brittany murmured as she climbed into the white SUV; she clipped her seat belt into its holder; "What time are the reservations?"

Santana turned to Brittany as she pulled out of her parking space; "In around ten minutes..."

Brittany released a deep sigh, Santana took a pointed glance at Brittany's stressed features, the cluster of frown lines at the centre of her forehead. She rolled her bottom lip between her teeth, as she debated whether to just drive home and let Brittany rest.

"Are you okay? We can just go home if you want." Santana offered, letting her pointer finger scratch against the rubber of the steering wheel.

"No... We should go. It'll be fun." Brittany said, mustering a small smile as she covered Santana's hand which was resting on her lower thigh.

"Okay... if you're sure." Santana replied, turning the steering wheel right, as she drove into the Ming's free customer parking area; "Here we are."

Brittany grabbed her bag and climbed out of the car, slamming her door behind her. Santana grabbed her purse and followed Brittany towards the entrance door. They were then taken to their seats.

"We'll start with water for me..." Santana said; "baby, do you want red wine?"

Brittany looked from her phone to Santana's eyes; "What?"

Santana quickly glanced from Brittany to the waiter; "Do you want wine or"

"Red would be great thanks." Brittany said, as her head lowered to continued typing on her phone.

The waiter smiled softly as he turned and walked away to prepare their drinks. Santana glanced from her menu to Brittany's rapid pressing fingers.

"Britt, can you... stop that?" Santana asked, placing her menu down; and meeting Brittany's confused expression.

Brittany released a deep sigh; as she dumped her phone into her inside pocket of her jacket; "I don't see what the big deal is. We're not even giving our order yet."

"Well, I hate silence, you know that." Santana replied, with a small smile

Brittany licked her lips; but remained silent. Santana shifted forward and placed her hand on top of Brittany's which was resting on side.

"Things are improving at work. I've already got a new assignment." Santana said, letting her fingers trace the back of Brittany's hand.

"Sounds good." Brittany said, as a small vibration sounded from her pocket; she sent Santana a sympathetic smile before pulling her hand away to tug out her phone out.

As Brittany's phone continued to sound out throughout the dinner, defeating any attempt at Santana or Brittany to talk. They arrived back home at just after 8, Santana went directly to the shower as Brittany unchanged and climbed into bed.

Santana walked out in just a towel, the sound of Jennifer Lawrence in The Hunger Games was blaring out of their tv. She met the sight of Brittany lying against the pillow, with her phone in between her hands.

"Who are you texting?" Santana asked, slipping on a pair of black panties

"Oh... Just Marley." Brittany said

Santana tugged the towel away from her body; she stretched her arms back to clip her bra on; "What about?"

Brittany glanced up at Santana who was rooting through their drawers; "Just work... and stuff."

"Is she still with Jake?" Santana asked, as she tugged the t-shirt on; and walked towards the bed.

"Yeah." Brittany murmured, turning her phone off and placing it on the side; she shuffled closer to Santana who was switching her lamp off; "How was your shower?"

"Fine." Santana said

Brittany leaned down and kissed Santana's neck; "Shall we sleep?"

Santana nodded and leaned forward to switch the tv off; they both shifted until they were cuddling each other. Silence filled their bedroom as they let darkness take out.

After a few minutes, Santana shifted against Brittany's hold, brushing her fingers against her forehead. Releasing a small sigh, "Britt?"

Brittany's eyes opened, albeit slowly; "Is something wrong?"

"You'd tell me... if you were bored... with us, right?" Santana asked, softly, her fingers continued to brush against Brittany's forehead, removing her fringe from her eyes; "I know... we don't have fun, like we used to... Just tell me if something's wrong."

Brittany opened her mouth to speak when Santana covered it with her palm.

"I love you so much... and I know I don't show it enough." Santana said, with a small frown etched across her forehead; she removed her hand; and gently leaned in, and pressed her lips against Brittany's.

"I love you too." Brittany whispered, pulling Santana closer; "You don't have to worry about us. We're perfect."

Santana nodded, leaning down so her head was resting on Brittany's chest; her fingers stroking along Brittany's arm, tickling from her bicep to her wrist.

"Okay..." Santana murmured, before closing her eyes.

Brittany leaned down and kissed Santana's forehead lightly; "Goodnight, baby."