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"Mommy, you look pretty." Cal says lying on Santana's bed as she straightens her hair.
"Thank you little man." Santana says smiling at her son. "Do you like my dress?"
"Brett will," Cal says.
"I hope so." Santana says ruffling his hair.
She looks in the mirror and things she looks like one hot bitch.
"You be good for grandma and grandpa while I'm gone okay." Santana says.
"Okay," Cal says pouting.
He wants to spend time with Brett.
"Sweetie we'll take you out tomorrow together." Santana says knelling down to hug him.
"Santana! Your date is here!" Maria shouts.
Cal runs out of the room and down to the living room. He leaps into Brett's arms who he just manages to catch him.
"Hey little man." Brett says smiling at the little boy in his arms.
"My mom looks very pretty." Cal tells him.
"I'm sure she does." Brett says putting him down.
"Can I come with you?" Cal asks pouting.
"No little man, your mom and I need a night alone, but we can all go somewhere tomorrow." Brett offers.
"I guess I can live with that." Cal says.
"Good because I need a night out with this very handsome man." Santana says coming out.
Maria smiles as she watches the three of them interact. She can't wait until they're a family. Yes she knows that they will be a family in the near future.
"You look amazing." Brett says smiling at Santana.
"Thank you," Santana says.
She's wearing a short red mini dress with her hair straighten and light makeup.
"Brett," Mario says slapping him on the shoulder. "Take care of my little girl."
"I will," Brett says.
"Dad," Santana says. "Come on Brett let's go."
She drags him out of the apartment not wanting her family to bug him anymore. She's scared that her family will scare him off.
"Babe slow down." Brett says pulling her into his body. "I've barely gotten to see you."
"Sorry, I just don't want my family to scare you away." Santana says kissing his cheek.
"They won't I promise." Brett says opening the passenger door to his truck for her chuckling cause if they hadn't up to now there's no way they could.
"They tend to scare men off." Santana softly says. "You're different than anyone else I've ever dated and I'd hate to lose you."
"I promise you that no matter what I won't leave you and Cal." Brett tells her.
"Good now where are we going?" Santana asks.
"Don't worry I'm sure you're going to love it." Brett says starting the truck.
"Come on B tell me." Santana begs.
"Nope, I want to surprise you." Brett says continuing to drive.
"Please," Santana pouts.
"You don't really want me to tell you do you?" Brett asks turning down a back alley street.
"Well since it looks like you might be taking me somewhere creepy yes." Santana says looking around to where they're driving.
Brett reaches over and squeezes her hand causing her to smile and lean into him.
"You know I wouldn't take you anywhere creepy." Brett chuckles.
"I know, but I like to know where I'm going." Santana says leaning over more to kiss his cheek.
She's trying to butter him up so he'll tell her.
"Nope, I'm not breaking to your control freak ways." Brett teases pulling into a parking lot. "Plus we're almost here." he says turning off the truck.
"Brett where are we?" Santana asks looking around to try and see where they are.
"You'll see in a few minutes." Brett says getting out and running over to open her door.
Santana smiles as he helps her out of the truck and wraps his arm around her.
"Trust me you'll love it." Brett whispers kissing the top of her head. "I have it on good authority that you'll like this."
"Brett," Santana gasps when she sees they're walking towards her favorite restaurant of all time. "You didn't."
"Cal told me that you love this place." Brett says smiling at the fact that she's so happy.
"It is, I can't believe you asked my son where to take me." Santana says as Brett opens the door to Breadstixs.
"Well actually he told me to take you here. I was going to take you to a fancy restaurant, but he talked me out of it." Brett tells her.
"You're a very smart man to listen to him." Santana says all smiles as they are seated.
"I knew that Cal would know you the best so when he said to do something I did it." Brett happily says.
All Santana can do is smile as she grabs the basket of breadsticks. She doesn't give him a chance to try and grab any.
"You sure love their breadsticks." Brett says staring at her stuff them in her mouth.
"They're the best." Santana says between mouthfuls.
The rest of dinner goes smoothly with them talking about work and of course Cal. Santana loves how invested Brett has become in Cal. No man she's ever dated before has cared this much.
"Brett you don't have to pay for me." Santana says when Brett grabs the check.
"I asked you out so I'm paying, you can pay next time." Brett offers.
"I'm holding you to that." Santana says.
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They end up going dancing until one in the morning when they stumble into Brett's house.
"I should head home." Santana says snuggling into his body as they sit on the couch.
"It's really late, just stay here and we'll go over tomorrow morning." Brett says.
"I guess," Santana says yawning.
"Awe San don't be sad. I can take you home if you really want." Brett softly says kissing her cheek.
"No we can stay here. My parents and Cal won't know since they're asleep now anyways." Santana says curling more into him.
Brett bites his lip and smiles at the fact that this very beautiful woman wants to spend the night with him. He wants to do so many naughty things to her right now and is about to suggest they get down and dirty when he feels soft breaths on his neck. Looking down he notices that she's sound asleep.
"I guess we're sleeping here." Brett softly says pulling a blanket over them.
Santana snuggles herself even more into him and kids her head into his chest.
"Stop moving, pillows aren't supposed to move." Santana grumbles.
"Go to sleep we have to wake up early tomorrow if we want to get to your apartment before Cal wakes up." Brett whispers.
To him it seems like a blink of an eye before he's feeling light kisses on his cheeks and lips.
"Morning B," Santana says kissing him.
"Good morning beautiful." Brett says wrapping his arms around her body.
"Hurry up and get up. I want to get home." Santana says getting up.
"Okay," Brett says as Santana tries to drag him up. "Slow down woman I need to get dressed."
"Hurry up I want to get home before Cal wakes up." Santana says pulling on her jacket and shoes.
Brett quickly changes into a pair of jeans, a black muscle t and a red hoody.
"Let's head out." Brett says walking back into the living room.
He yawns as she drags him out to the truck. He hates waking up early after staying out late, but for this woman he'll do anything.
"Do you think we'll beat them waking up?" Santana asks.
"San stop worrying." Brett says reaching over and grabbing her hand. "When we get there Cal will be very happy to see us even if he is awake." he reassures her.
"I don't want him to know I spent the night with you yet. This is our first date." Santana says squeezing his hand.
Brett just chuckles at how cute she is when she's mad.
"He's a smart boy he's probably already figured out you spent the night." Brett reminds her.
"He is very smart for only being five." Santana says smiling.
"Yes his is,"
They quickly arrive at Santana's apartment and quietly enter. They barely make it through the front door when they hear a voice.
"Good morning you two." Mario says looking up from his newspaper.
"Hi daddy, is Cal up yet?" Santana asks.
"No, but your mom is waking him up now for breakfast." Mario says.
"Shoot I've got to change." Santana says running down the hall to her room.
Brett watches as she runs away and then turns to face Mario.
"It's nice to see you this morning Brett." Mario says patting the spot next to him. "Come sit down next to me."
"Sorry for not bringing her home last night. It was late and we didn't want to leave and wake you all up." Brett explains not wanting him to be angry.
"It's fine Brett, my daughter is a grown woman and can make her own decisions. I trust her and you." Mario says slapping him on the back.
"Thanks," Brett says wincing slightly.
"Brett!" Cal shouts running in, in only boxers.
He leaps into Brett's lap giving him a huge hug.
"Can we go to the museum?" Cal happily asks.
"Ask your mom, but it's fine with me. First though we need to eat." Brett says as his stomach growls.
"I've made pancakes, bacon and eggs." Maria says smiling at Brett. "And I made enough for you too."
"Thanks Maria," Brett says following her into the kitchen.
He's starving and not one to ever turn down a good home cooked meal. It's in there that they find Cal talking animatedly to his mom.
"And I told him about Brett's scare, but he didn't believe me so I said I'd bring him in for show and tell." Cal says.
"Honey maybe you should ask Brett first." Santana says looking over at said man.
"Mom," Cal sighs. "He already said he'd come in."
"Really?" Santana asks staring down her son.
"Yep, I did." Brett says coming over and wrapping his arms around Santana.
"See mom, now hurry up and eat I want to get to the museum early." Cal says heading back to his room to change.
"Why can't I have a normal five year old son." Santana says as she makes her and Brett plates.
"I think he's amazing and that's all because of you." Brett says kissing her on the cheek.
"He's amazing and so are you." Santana says.
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"Hurry up mom, Brett." Cal says tapping his foot as he waits at the top of the museum steps.
It had taken them an hour to finally get out of the apartment and reach the museum. Cal who was very inpatient hadn't been happy with having to wait. He wanted to spend the whole day with Brett and his mom. Both of who were happy to do so since they knew that it would be rare that they both have the same day off. In fact normally Brett would work on Saturday on the Lopez manor, but he's left his sisters in charge today.
"Hold on," Santana says from her spot snuggled into Brett's side.
"But-"
"Calm down Cal, we still have to pay then you can run around as much as you would like." Brett says.
"He does this every time." Santana whispers as Brett pays.
"I can imagine he does." Brett says.
They walk in hand in hand as Cal runs to the first gallery of paintings.
"Look isn't that one amazing." Cal says pointing to a landscape painting of waterfalls.
"It is," Brett says.
Cal starts rambling off facts about all the paintings. His knowledge greatly impresses Brett who hadn't realized that he knew so much.
"Wow he knows a lot." Brett whispers as Cal talks about a bronze horse statue.
"He reads all he can about painting and we come here at least once a week." Santana says snuggled into Brett as they follow Cal around.
Cal leads them all around the museum. In fact because of his knowledge a group of around ten people are following them. Everyone wants to hear what he has to say.
"I think we might have a teacher on our hands." Brett whispers.
"Yes," Santana says.
She's slightly shocked how Brett said that they might have a teacher on their hands. She wasn't mad that Brett saw Cal as his son, no she was ecstatic. It's just not something she thought she'd hear him say so soon.
"Mom, hurry up I want to see the Greek art before Brett wants lunch." Cal says.
"Hey," Brett says from across the room.
"What you always eat at one." Cal points out.
"Oh quiet you." Santana says hushing her son.
They end up staying another two hours before Santana gets tired and they decide to head home.
"Mom can't we go back-"
"Cal I'm exhausted and I need to work tomorrow." Santana says.
"Fine can we go back tomorrow after your work?" Cal asks pouting.
"No sweetie I don't get off until six and the museum is closed by then. Also I'm sure Brett doesn't want to spend every day with us." Santana says laying her head on Brett's shoulder.
"And what if I do." Brett softly says.
"You really want to spend time with us?" Santana asks.
"Of course I do." Brett says as he parks in front of her apartment building.
"Thanks for today." Santana says lightly kissing his lips.
"Gross I'm going inside." Cal says getting out.
"I'll see you tomorrow after school." Brett shouts after him.
Santana grabs his face and kisses him.
"Maybe I'll see you tomorrow." Brett hopefully says.
"If you stay for dinner you will." Santana says.