"San? Why are you up baby?" I hear Brittany ask while walking in the living room. "Everything okay?"
I turn my head and look at her before I set the laptop down on the table and point to it. "You're my landlord?" I ask her slowly.
Her eyes widen and I see them turn a soft shade of pink as tears cloud over them. "You weren't supposed to find out this way." She whispers.
Seeing Brittany cry pulls at my heartstrings and I jump up and run over to quickly hug her tightly. "Please don't cry Brit." I say softly in her ear while rubbing her back. "Come on Brit, don't cry."
She wraps her arms around my waist and holds me tightly. "I'm sorry for not telling you." She says shakily. "Please don't leave me."
Why would she think I'm going to leave her? Hearing her say that in such a small voice full of fear and pain opened my emotions completely and I feel my eyes start to sting and water. I try my hardest not to cry but seeing and hearing Brit cry is seriously tearing me apart right now. I sniffle and hide my face in her neck as a few tears slide out of my eyes.
"Why are you crying?" She asks me.
"Because you are." I laugh out softly as I break the hug and grab her hands quickly so she knows I still want to feel her and have her close to me. "I can't see you cry baby." I say while wiping my eyes with one hand and then wiping her eyes softly with my thumb. "Let's sit down and talk."
She nods and allows me to lead her to couch. Lord Tubbington is staring at me from his bed and I can't help but feel like he is judging me since Brit is crying. I quickly mouth 'sorry' to him and sit down Indian style on the couch to face Brittany. She still has tears streaming out slowly and she's shaking slightly as she starts playing with the hem of her shirt nervously.
I get up and run to the kitchen, I grab a bottle of water and wet a paper towel before going back and sitting down close to Brittany on the couch purposely; again she so can relax and know that I want her close to me. I slowly wipe the tear tracks from her eyes with the paper towel before kissing her eyelids softly, just like she did mine during the onion fiasco. I then open the bottle of water and hold it out to her.
"Drink a little Brit so you can calm down." I say softly.
She nods and accepts the water bottle. She takes a few sips and I sigh in relief when I see her starting to calm down more and finally relax. I take the bottle from her and put the cap back on and set it on the table. I grab her hands again and hold them tightly as I lift them and pepper kisses to her knuckles before resting our, still linked, hands in my lap.
"Look at me please Brittany." I whisper out. She slowly lifts her head and looks at me with sad eyes. "I love you so much, so much baby." I tell her. "I'm not going to leave you ok?" I lean forward and kiss her softly on the lips. "You're stuck with me." I say with a smile to hopefully lighten the mood a little, I see her blush and smile. I kiss her again and lean back so I can face her again.
"Why are you crying?" I then ask her.
She shrugs. "I don't want you to get mad and leave me."
"Why would I be mad at you?" I ask her with a frown. "You haven't done anything wrong."
She simply shrugs and looks down again. "Because I wasn't truthful with you."
I sigh. "I'm a little shocked that you own the building, but I'm not mad. Brit, I don't care how much money you have. I love you for you, the way you cock your head to the side when you're trying to figure something out, the way you stick your tongue slightly out when you're concentrating, I love the way you hold me super tight when we sleep, I love how you're playful one minute but how intelligent you are the next, I love how in tune you are with me. Most of all, I love that you are patient with me, you didn't pressure me to say I love you back, you were patient with me every time I stopped us from having sex. I know in my heart that you truly love me, I can feel everyday all day, that's why I love you baby; that's why I'll always love you Brit. It's not because of what you have or don't have. I love you for you."
"I just don't want anything to change between us, that's why I didn't say anything sooner. I didn't know how to tell you because I didn't know how you would react to me being a multi-millionaire." She whispered the last part like she was ashamed. "I've told some people before and it got weird and they eventually stopped being my friend when I didn't buy them a bunch of crazy expensive stuff. I try to be really smart with my money and…."
I quickly stop her. "Brit, baby I don't want your money. I thought you were homeless the first day I met you in the park and still talked to you remember?" I laugh out.
"I know you don't." Brittany said while nodding. "You insisted on paying for the chicken nugget meal we got at McDonald's the other day for like $5."
I nod and laugh. "Right, I just want you Brit, nothing else." I lift her head to look at me again. "Nothing is going to change with us Brit, I'm still going to cook for you every chance I get, and I'm still going to insist on paying for things when we go out, your bank account size doesn't matter to me, I'm more interested in the size of your heart baby." I tell her with a smile.
"So you're not mad at me?" She asks when we lock eyes again.
I shake my head. "No, you haven't done anything wrong Brit." I tell her. "I'm a little confused though." While I'm honestly not mad at Brittany, she does have a little explaining to do.
"My grandpa died 2 years ago and left me the family business, my uh, my uncle runs the company for the most part, like he keeps up with all the accounting and day to day work but I get all the majority of profits." She explains.
I nod. "Why do you work at the diner?"
"It makes me feel responsible, like I'm actually earning some money. While I'm thankful my grandpa left the company and all this money, I don't want to run it, I really don't know how to either. My dream is to write." She shrugs. "I feel bad sitting at home doing nothing while people that work hard every day pay rent and it goes right to my checking account, so to speak."
"So the white envelopes were people dropping off rent this morning?" I ask her.
"A lot of people in my building and on our block pay their rent in cash or by check instead of going online, when people pay in cash or check I mark it as paid in the system and my uncle just let's me keep it. Just for the payments from people in my building and the buildings on this side of the street that I own though." She says softly.
"That's like 5 or 6 buildings though Brit….that's a lot of cash to just have at your place baby…..wait I pay in cash." I tell her.
"I know and I have your rent from this month and for the December payment that you dropped off to the manger of this building in my purse. I planned on giving it back to you this weekend after the dinner party when I told you I owned property." She tells me. "You don't have to pay rent anymore,"
"That's $2000 Brit." I say as my eyes widen. "I can't take that back, that's not right. I don't mind paying rent….I, I can't live here for free."
"I can't accept your rent San; I'll give it back to you in the morning." Brittany says to me.
"But that one day you were locked out you said you were waiting for your landlord so you could get back in the building." I say with a frown. "So you lied?"
She quickly shakes her head. "I really was locked out but yes I could have gotten in easily if I really tried, but then you came down the street and I hadn't seen you and I lost your number when I messed up my phone and I didn't know if I would get another chance to see you ever again. So I thought we would like just talk for a few minutes, I didn't expect to spend the whole day with you, but I'm sorry for kind of lying to you that day."
I blush at her. "I'm glad I decided to skip my run that morning and I'm glad you lied about that part because we got to spend the day together, and even then I still kind of thought you were homeless, but I got to know you and even though I fought it, I fell in love with you that day." I tell her. "But no more lies and secrets between us Brit, ok?"
"I'm sorry you found out by going to the company's website." She states.
"It's ok baby, I know now, and it doesn't change the way I feel about you at all." I tell her. "Why don't we go back to bed and put this all behind us?"
"Ok." She nods and stands up. I take my now soggy bowl of cereal to the kitchen and put it in the sink before turning the lights out, "I'll meet you in the room baby." I tell her. I lean up and kiss her quickly before she heads to the back. I pick up my phone and see I have 4 missed texts messages from Quinn.
FROM Q: S are you mad at me?
FROM Q: Sorry if I upset you, I was only snooping to make sure Brit wasn't involved in anything sketch
FROM Q: Please don't do anything stupid with Brit tonight
FROM Q: Love you San and I'll check on you tomorrow.
I quickly text Quinn back to let her know I'm not mad at her and everything is ok.
TO Q: I'm not mad you at Q, I appreciate you checking her out for me, I know you meant well, I love your nosey ass too. Lol. Headed back to bed with Brit I'll fill you in on details tomorrow
FROM Q: Thanks for responding, I was getting worried. I'm not nosey I'm thorough lol. Have a good night babe
TO Q: Thanks you too
I put my phone on silence and toss it on the couch so Brit and I can cuddle late into the morning with zero interruptions. I head back to the room and slip in bed snuggling close to Brittany.
"I'm sorry Sanny." She says as I pull her close and slip my hand under her shirt and rest it on her back.
"Stop apologizing baby, you didn't do anything to apologize for." I tell her before pressing our lips together and kissing her. "We can talk more in the morning if you want."
"Ok." She nods before closing her eyes.
"I love you Brit, that will never change." I remind her as I kiss her on the forehead.
"I love you too." She replies while holding me tigher.
9am
It took me a little bit longer than normal to fall asleep last night. I was more than honest with Brittany when we talked, I don't care about how much money she has or anything like that, I love her because I love her. I just don't want her to think that I'm using her or would ever use her for money. I don't know how to prove that her, I don't even know if I need to prove that to her. I glance over at Brittany and can tell she's in a restless sleep, her eyebrows are furrowed and she's sweating slightly. I run my finger across her forehead to relax her and smile when it does. I then pull the cover back and fold it around our waist to cool her off.
I lay and watch her sleep with so many thoughts going through my mind. Brittany's a millionaire, but she sure doesn't act like it. She doesn't spend foolishly, she doesn't seem to buy a bunch of super expensive designer clothes, hell she doesn't even have a car. She must be the most disciplined person in the world. I'm so lucky to have someone that refined, humbled, and focused in my life. Brittany is more than special to me. She's made me a better person in the short time I've known her and I can't wait to see how much more of better person I become as the days and weeks with Brit go on.
I can't help the smile that comes across my face when her eyes open and focus on mine. I lean forward and kiss her softly while running my fingers through her hair.
"Good morning Brit. "I say softly when the kiss breaks.
"Morning Sanny." She responds with a smile.
"Can I take you to breakfast?" I ask her.
She smiles and scoots closer to me while she rests her hand on my hip and squeezes it. "I would love that." She replies.
"Good, I know the perfect place." I tell her happily before I quickly kiss her and get out of bed. "Shower with me?" I ask sweetly from the bathroom door.
Brittany doesn't respond she just jumps out of bed and runs over to me and picks me up and spins me around. "I love you San."
"I love you too baby." I tell her when she finally sets me down. "I'm starving let's go eat." I laugh when my stomach growls.
I took Brit to breakfast at the diner that Quinn and I go to and she absolutely loved it. It feels amazing to be able to pay for something around Brit, granted the bill was like $18 but still, I had a super proud moment. After breakfast we walked up the block hand in hand and window-shopped a little. Brit picked up some toys and new outfits for Lord Tubbington, which I think is hilarious that he lets her put that stuff on him. We stop in Starbucks and I buy us a coffee to share on the walk back to my apartment.
"Thanks again for breakfast San." Brittany says while handing me the coffee for a sip.
"You're welcome baby." I tell her with a smile. "I love that diner, the people are super friendly, and it's good cheap food." I laugh.
"Do you want to run errands with me this morning before work?" Brittany asks me.
"Sure." I tell her with a shrug. "What do you need to do?"
"Well, the grocery shopping for your place, I need pick up my dry cleaning, stop by the bank, and stop by the tire shop." She lists off.
"The tire shop?" I frown.
"You need new front tires San, and the weather is getting bad, you need snow tires now." She explains.
"Oh." I've never had snow tires on my car; I just keep the same ones on all year long. "Are they expensive?"
"Don't worry about the cost." She says quietly.
"Brit, you don't have to buy me tires." I tell her while shaking my head. "I never buy snow tires anyways."
"San…please." Brittany says while stopping. "You need snow tires, so let me buy you snow tires baby."
I sigh. "Ok Brit." I tell her. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." She replies. "So tire shop first, then bank, then dry cleaning, then grocery store?"
I hand her the coffee back and nod. "Works for me."
We walk back to the apartment and head to my car. "Do you want to drive?" I ask her.
"Sure I can." She nods. She then runs over to the passenger side and opens the door for me.
"Thanks Brit." I laugh as she leans in and buckles me up. She quickly kisses me before closing the door and going back to the driver side.
After a trip to the tire shop, which cost $600 because Brittany picked out the most expensive tires, we went to the bank so she could make her deposits I'm assuming. She had a handful of white envelopes in her purse and a notebook. She sat in the car and wrote down a bunch of notes, and then pulled out her iPad, which I didn't even know she had, and marked off a number of people on a spreadsheet.
"Do you want to come in?" She asks as she unbuckled herself.
I shake my head. "No, I don't bank here and this is your business baby." I don't know how much money Brit has, or how much she is depositing, and I don't want to know. I plan to stay as far away from her finances as I possibly can.
"Ok, I'll be right back." She says as she jumps out of the car.
I use this as an opportunity to call Quinn.
Hello?
Hey Q, are you busy?
Ummmm, not really. What's up?
I wanted to let you know I'm not mad at you from last night, I didn't mean to rush off the phone I was just I don't know….in a weird space
It's fine, did you talk to Brittany about it?
Yeah I did, she's self-conscious about it, about being rich, I don't think she's all the way comfortable with it, she started to cry because she thought I was going to break up with her because of it
Because she's rich?
Yeah, I guess people have used her in the past or attempted to use her, so doesn't like to talk about it
Whoa, that sucks, so are you two ok?
Yeah, I love her Q, I loved her before I found out she was a multi-millionaire, and I love her now that I know. I don't care about her money, you know that.
Yeah, I do, but does Brittany?
We talked and I reassured her that I don't care, but I don't blame her for being guarded if she needs to
Well I'm happy everything worked out for you
I am too, are you coming to the bar tonight?
No I can't, I have a huge project at work I need to finish up, so I'm working from home tonight
Do you want me to bring over dinner for you and Sam?
No, don't worry about it; I have a taste for a pizza tonight so I'm going to order out, but thanks
Ok, well if you change your mind let me know. I'm pretty sure I'm cooking tonight
Cool, well I gotta get back to work, so talk to you later
Bye Q
Right as I hung up the phone Brittany comes back out to the car. "Geez, it's getting colder out by the minute." She says with a smile. "So where do you bank?" She asks while starting the car.
"Umm, at US Bank." I tell her.
"Ok." She replies and turns on the radio. I'm looking out the window when I notice she pulls into a US Bank parking lot.
"What are we doing here Brit?" I ask her with a slight frown.
She turns the car off and pulls an envelope out of her purse and hands it to me. "Go deposit this into your account."
I take the envelope and open it, I gasp when I see it's full of one hundred dollar bills. "Brit, what is this?" I ask her.
"That's your rent back from November and December." She says. "Go put it back in your account San."
"Brit, I told you I can't accept this." I tell her as I close the envelope set it back in her lap.
"Ok, then I will deposit it for you." She shrugs while opening the car door.
"Brit, wait…." I say softly. "I'm not still with you because of your money, you know that right?"
She closes the door and sits back down. "I know San." She nods before leaning over and kissing me. "Please go deposit this; I'm not accepting rent from you."
I exhale slowly. "Ok, I'll be right back." I get out the car and slowly walk to the bank and make the deposit.
After the bank, we ran a few other miscellaneous errands before going to the grocery store, where we spent a small fortune on food and snacks, before I could even think about swiping my card or protesting Brittany swiped her credit card and signed for the bill. We made it back to my apartment around 1pm, I had to be at the bar around 4, so I made us a light lunch of grilled chicken salads, and cuddled on the couch with Brit while we watched reruns of Saved By The Bell.
I ended up falling up asleep across Brit's lap, she was stroking my hair and it was so damn relaxing and soothing that I didn't even know I was asleep until she was waking me up for work.
"Wake up babe." Brittany sang softly in my ear. I slowly fluttered my eyes open and sighed.
"What time is it Brit?" I rasp out.
"It's almost 2;30." She says while rubbing my back. "Come on baby, wake up."
"Ok." I mumble out while closing my eyes and wiggling to get back comfortable on her lap.
I hear Brittany laugh and rub my back again slowly. I exhale softly and start to drift back to sleep when I feel her hands slip under my shirt and rest on my sides. Before I know what was happening Brittany was tickling me like crazy and we somehow ended up on the floor, Brittany was straddling me and still tickling me so hard I got winded, I was laughing so hard I thought I was going to pee on myself.
"Ok, ok, ok I'm up Brit, I'm up." I scream out while laughing. "I surrender!"
She stops momentarily and smiles at me before leaning down and kissing me. I grab her butt and squeeze it. "I love you." I tell her when the kiss breaks.
"I love you too." She replies with a big smile. "Get dressed and I'll make you a smoothie to take with you."
"Sounds good." I nod. "But first….." I start as I pull her back down on me and hug her tightly while capturing her lips again. When I hear Brittany moan into the kiss I quickly roll us over so I'm top of her. I then start kissing down her neck as my hands roam her body and rest on her stomach. I suddenly started tickling Brittany like crazy causing her to laugh right into the kiss.
"Sanny!" She screams out while laughing and wiggling to get free.
"Say sorry Sanny!" I laugh out while continuing to tickle her.
"Sorry Sanny!" She screams out as she turns bright red from laughing. "Sorry Sanny!"
I stop tickling her and lean flush on her hugging her tightly. I kiss her deeply and hide my face in her neck and inhale her scent as she hugs me. "What are you going to do this evening?" I ask her.
I feel her shrug. "Probably just watch some TV, do you mind if I hang out here."
"No, I want you here when I get home." I say shyly as I lift my head to look at her. "I like coming home to you."
She smiles shyly and kisses me one last night. "Go get ready."
"Yeah I better." I groan while getting up.
"Do you want raspberries or blueberries?" Brittany asks me as I help her to her feet.
"Surprise me." I call over my shoulder as I head to the bedroom to get dressed.
8pm
Happy Hour was beyond rowdy and crazy tonight, I didn't have a moments rest at all. I made a great amount in tips but I've never been more tired right now after working only 4 hours. The drive home was peaceful. I kept the radio off because my head was pounding from the loud music. I pulled out my phone to check my messages at a red light, no text or call from Brittany; I frown but toss my phone back in my purse. Once I got home I check my mailbox and grab the bills I've been avoiding out, since Brittany gave me my rent money back, I can cover some bills now.
I walk in the apartment and see it's completely dark, I figure Brittany must have went home for something. I toss my purse on the couch and quickly kick my heels off. I go to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water so I can head to the bedroom to change clothes and plop down on the couch or hell even in bed for the night. When I reach the fridge I notice a red paper heart on taped to it. I smile and grab the heart down, I notice it folds up and has a note inside.
This heart entitles you to one complimentary massage.
XO Brit
I smile like a dork; I've been doing that a lot since I met Brittany. I open the fridge and grab my bottle of water and head back to the bedroom. When I get there I notice the room is dark but there are candles giving it a soft glow.
"Do you want to cash in your massage ticket tonight?" I hear Brittany ask.
I look around but I don't see her. "Brit?"
"I'm over here." She laughs out.
My eyes focus to the darkness and I notice she is standing standing in the doorway to the bathroom. "What are you up to?" I ask her with a smile as she walks over towards me and hugs and kisses me.
"I noticed when you were sleep on me earlier that you were tense between your shoulders and on your lower back, so tonight, I'm going to take care of you and relax you." She says with a smile. "I ordered Chinese which should be here in another 20 minutes. I want you to strip down and soak in this bubble bath first."
Brittany begins to slowly undress me, once I'm naked she peppers kisses to my shoulders and collarbone before leading me to the bathroom. There are rose petals floating in the tub and candles surround it.
"Brit, this is amazing." I tell her. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." She shrugs. "Get in baby."
I step in and instantly melt into the bubbles and exhale in contentment. I close my eyes and completely relax.
"I'll be right back." She says and quickly leaves the bathroom. She comes a few moments later with a glass of champagne and sits on the edge of the tub. "Here baby."
"Thank you." I reply while taking a sip.
"I'm come get you when the food gets here." She says with a smile before kissing me on the forehead and leaving the bathroom.
As I'm relaxing in the bath I can't help but think that I seriously have the most romantic, sweet, caring, and thoughtful girlfriend ever. I don't know how much time has passed when Brittany comes back in the bathroom and is holding out a robe for me.
"The food is here, ready to get out?" She asks with a smile.
I nod and stand up and quickly dry myself off before I let Brit put the robe on me. "I didn't know what kind of Chinese food you would want so I may have gone a little overboard." She says shyly.
"I love all of it but I'm super excited to see what you ordered." I tell her as we head out to the living room and my mouth drops open. There are like 20 different cartons of food on the table. "Ok, yeah you did go a little overboard." I laugh out.
We sit on the floor, as usual, and go through the different cartons tasting everything before we get beyond full. Brittany gets up and starts to clean up everything. "Let me help you Brit." I tell her while standing up as well.
As I'm walking to the kitchen she picks me up bridal style and drops me on the couch. "Nope, you relax." She laughs out. "It'll only take me a few minutes."
I laugh and roll my eyes. "Fine." I turn on the TV and begin watching Cupcake Wars. I'm so into the show I don't notice Brittany sit down next to me on the couch.
"I bet you could make those." She says while pointing at the screen.
"You think so?" I ask her.
"Of course." Brittany nods. "You should make them for Quinn's dinner party."
"Fuck!" I yell out. "I knew we forgot something at the grocery store today, I didn't get the stuff for the cupcakes."
"We're both off tomorrow, we can go get the ingredients then." Brittany says.
"I just wanted to lay in your arms all day tomorrow." I whine out while leaning into her embrace.
Brittany laughs. "Well we can get the stuff later this week too, when do you plan on baking?"
"I wanted to do it Saturday morning." I tell her.
"Well, how about we go on Friday early afternoon, I have a night shift so we can go before then." Brittany says while kissing me on the forehead.
"Ok, that works." I tell her. "Hey Brit?"
"Hmmmm."
"Can I cash in my massage coupon now, my shoulder has been bothering me all day." I tell her.
"I know it has, I could tell earlier, which is why I made up the coupon, and absolutely." She says while rubbing my leg. "Let's go to the bedroom."
Brittany lays a towel down and has me lay on my stomach on the towel. I feel her sit on my thighs and squirt some of the oil she warmed up in her hands. She slowly begins to massage my shoulders and it feels amazing. She's going slow and being sure to work out every single kink and knot she can feel.
"Why are you so tense Sanny?" She asks while working out my left shoulder.
"I don't know." I tell her. "But this is helping, so thank you."
She doesn't respond, she instead places a soft kiss on my shoulder and continues to massage it. I eventually get so relaxed that I fall asleep as Brit is massaging me.
Saturday 7am
After a crazy busy night the only thing I want to do this morning is lay in bed and sleep. I worked from 4pm to 3am, and helped Puck clean up and lock up last night. I was so tired when I finally got home that I somehow stumbled in the house and collapsed right in bed. I vaguely remember Brittany washing the makeup off my face and sliding my jeans down so I could sleep comfortably, she's such a Godsend. I love the way she takes care of me, and lets me take care of her back, it's rare to find true love like this, and I'm lucky enough to have found it. Brittany worked until around midnight last night too, so I know she is tired, so it didn't surprise me that she slept through her alarm this morning. I wasn't so lucky and I heard it loud and clear.
I reach over Brittany to turn the alarm off and wake her in the process. "You gotta get going baby." I tell her as I lay back down and close my eyes.
"Ok." She whispers out while cuddling close to my side and nestling her face in my neck. "10 more minutes."
"It's already 7 Brit." I tell her while turning to face her.
"Damn, ok." She says as she slowly rolls out of bed. She then leans down and kisses me. "I'll hop in the shower."
"Ok, let me make you some tea." I tell her as I get out of bed and put a pair of pants on to head to the kitchen. I toss a green tea K Cup in the Keurig for Brit and lean back on the counter rubbing my eyes, anticipating the second I can get back in bed and lay down. I figure since I'm up I should make Brit a little breakfast before work. So I fry an egg, some sausage, and toast an English muffin and make her a breakfast sandwich complete with melted cheese. I place it on a plate and grab some of the fruit salad Brittany made yesterday out of the fridge and scoop some on the plate.
"San!" Brittany calls out. "Your phone is ringing."
"Ok." I yell back as I make my way back to the bedroom. "You look so beautiful first thing in the morning." I tell with her a smile before I kiss her on the cheek.
"Thanks." Brittany says while blushing and sliding her work pants on.
"Why is Q calling so early?" I ask myself as I sit on the bed and pick up my phone. "I made you breakfast B, it's on the counter." I tell her.
"Thanks San, you didn't have to, I could have had some cereal." She replies.
I shrug and call Quinn back.
H-hello?
What's up Q?
Quinn?
Q are you crying? What's wrong? I ask her as I sit up. Brittany stops getting dressed and sits down close to me on the bed.
The fuckin caterer canceled on me and I have 14 people coming for a dinner party tonight. So I have to cancel.
Don't cancel, I'll cook for you
What?
Don't cancel, I'll cook for you, calm down Q
Are you sure San, that's a lot of work and you don't have a staff or anything
I don't need a staff, I'll cook and ummm you can help me with prep. Do you have the food or was the caterer supposed to bring it.
They were supposed to do everything, San I promised everyone a 4-course meal
And you'll be serving a 4-course meal, I'm getting dressed now and I'm coming over and we can plan out a menu and head to the grocery store. Stop crying babe, you have me, I'm better than the lame ass caterer you booked anyways. I say while laughing to try to cheer her up.
Yeah, you probably are. Thanks San.
Fix yourself up, and I'll be there in like 30 minutes after I shower, I'll have Brit drop me off on her way to work.
Ok, bye
See ya later.
"What's wrong?" Brittany asked.
"Quinn's caterer for her dinner party canceled on her, so I'm going to cook for her." I say shakily.
"Have you ever cooked for that many people before?" Brittany asks.
I quickly shake my head. I know I'm way over my head with this one, but I know Quinn needs help so I have to help her. "Would you mind dropping me off at Quinn's place on your way to work, just use my car, and I'll take my outfit and make up for tonight and get dressed over there."
"No." Brittany says while standing.
"No?" I ask her while raising an eyebrow.
"No, I'm not going to work. You need help making a 4 course meal for 14 people well 16 if you count Quinn and Sam, so I'm going to help you." Brittany says while taking her pants off and pulling out a pair of jeans.
"Brit, you have to work." I remind her.
"I don't have to work." She winks.
I can't help but laugh because Brittany absolutely doesn't need to go to work; she goes for the sense of responsibility. "Are you sure you want to give up your day to do this?"
"What's better than spending time with my beautiful girlfriend helping her cook." Brittany said while sitting down next to me. "This is the first step in your dream of being a chef."
"Yeah I guess so." I say softly.
"Are you nervous?" Brittany asks and I quickly nod. "Well you have me to help you, you have Quinn too." She smiles and leans forward to kiss me. "You can do this, I'll chop, wash, peel, and dice whatever you need me too."
"Quinn is a terrible cook." I laugh out. "She'll most likely get in the way."
"Well, we can put her on dishes, and you know I know my way around the kitchen." Brittany laughs.
"Ok, well I guess I should start getting dressed." I tell her while standing up. "Thanks for always believing in me Brit."
She stands up and hugs me tightly. "I love you Chef Sanny." She winks before kissing me and skipping out of the room.
"Chef Sanny." I laugh out. That does have a ring to it; I could definitely get used to being called that. I go to the bathroom and start getting ready for one of the biggest moments in my future career. I just hope I don't blow it.
