"Why is she crying?" Quinn frowns when she steps into the living room and sees me on the couch, sobbing. "Why are you crying?"

I shake my head, not wanting to talk. "She's pregnant." Santana gives as an answer.

"Oh yeah." Quinn nods like that's an acceptable response.

I really want to smack both of them, but I'm too busy trying to stop crying.

"Where is my…"

"Aunt Q!" Ava comes flying around the corner and into Quinn's legs. "Mama made mommy cry! Get her!" Ava points at Santana.

"I did not." Santana pouts. "Mommy's just—"

"If you say pregnant, I will harm you." I glare at my wife.

"Sad?" Santana nods. "She's just sad but she'll be okay."

"Yeah. Your mama will take good care of her." Quinn picks up Ava. "Ready to go?" Ava nods frantically. "Okay will go give your parents hugs and kisses and I'll get your bag.

We spend the next five minutes smothering our daughter in kisses before Quinn takes her for the night.

"You good?" Santana comes back in from walking them to the car.

"No." I pout. "My feet hurt and I feel like a whale." I flop back on the couch.

"Stop." Santana comes over and lifts my feet to rest in her lap. "What can I do to help?"

"Nothing. You're perfect." I moan when she starts robbing my foot. "I'm just ready."

My due dad is still a month away but I am more than ready. My emotions have been all over the place these past few months. One minute I'm happy, the next I'm sad or angry and just want to cry. Santana has been just so great. She's been so calm and patient with me most of the time. I'm so lucky to have her. She works 12 hour shifts and still manages to come home, spend time with her family, do household chores that I can't manage right now, and let me fuss at her. My wife is just the best.

"You're the best, baby." I state. Santana pauses mid massage and gives me a look. "I'm serious. You're so perfect. I'm lucky you're mines."

Santana shrugs, smirking. "Well…ya know. What can I say? It's just natural."She goes back to massaging my swollen foot.

I roll my eyes at her cockiness. I wiggle my free foot and run it over the front of her gym shorts. I softly apply pressure so she knows my intentions.

Santana eyes widen when I make contact with her soft dick. "Really?" She laughs when I continue to use my foot to get her hard.

"Mmmmhmm…" I take my feet away from her and move so that I'm sitting right next to her. Santana just watches me. Once I'm in a comfortable position, I reach over and put my hands down her shorts.

"Whoa." She laughs. "You're hand is cold."

"Shut up!" I kiss her cheek. "Stand up." Santana does as I ask.

Once she's standing in front of me, I help her pull down her shorts. Her hard dick standing proud while she kicks her shorts away. I lick my hand and place it back onto her dick.

"Fuck." Santana stumbles forward, hands landing on my shoulders, holding herself up while I give her a hand job.

"Yeah?" I smirk. "Should I continue with my hand or do you want to put it in my mouth?"

"Shit." Santana moans when I lightly squeeze the head. "Are you sure?" I know she's asking about the oral sex. We haven't had sex in like a week. And before that, I hadn't wanted her penis nowhere near my mouth. I actually yelled at her when we were having sex one time and she pushed on my shoulders, telling me to put her dick in my mouth.

Instead of answering her, I slide off the couch to sit on the floor. "Come here."

I lean back against the couch and Santana stands with her legs on either side of my body.

"Oh fuck."She moans when I lick the head of her dick. I grab her ass and slowly pull her towards me while taking all of her eight inches into my mouth. "Mmmm…fuck babe."

I slowly work my mouth on her hard meat for a few minutes before she gets impatient with the pace and starts grabbing my hair and rocking more.

"Do it."

And without questioning it, Santana runs her hands throw my hair and grabs a good chunk before starting to fuck my face. "Fuck…so good baby." She holds my head still and work on pushing herself all the way into my mouth and out again in a frantic pace. "Its coming, baby." A few more thrust and Santana is releasing herself inside my mouth. "Fuck fuck fuck."

I give the tip a kiss before slapping her ass so she can move.

"Are you okay?" I laugh when I minutes goes bye and she's still standing there with her mouth open.

"Huh?" She says distractedly. "I'm great." Santana finally looks at me with a dumb grin on her face.

-()()()-

"Mommy! I missed you!" Ava says when I open the door to my father's house. Tonight is family dinner. She hugs and kisses me before putting her hand on my belly. "I missed you too baby." My heart just wants to burst at the look on her little face. She's so focused and sincere. I know she's excited to be a big sister.

"What about me?" Santana walks up behind me. "Did you miss me?"

Ava nods. "Yeah!" She pats my belly again before flinging her little body at Santana.

We all laugh and I move out the way so Quinn can properly get into the house.

"Where's Chad?"

Quinn finishes greeting my dad's before answering me. "Should be pulling up any minute now."

I nod. "Ava behave?"

"No doubt. I'm no Santana."

"Hey!" Santana playfully protest.

Santana has been doing a lot better with disciplining. She doesn't just give Ava whatever she wants anymore.

"Yeah!" I playfully shove Quinn. "Don't be talking about my woman!"

Quinn laughs and kisses my cheek. "Let me go check on the food. I don't know why you guys left Matt alone in the kitchen."

"Emily's in there with him." Santana informs her.

"Emily who burnt the cornbread last month?" Quinn smirks.

"Good point."Santana waves her way. "Carry on."

I roll my eyes, "You guys are jerks."I say walking over to Santana. Ava has run off to greet the rest of the people in the house.

"So?" She pulls me into a kiss. "You love it."

"I do."

TBC