"Are you crazy?!" Quinn screeches. "You can't adopt a kid." She adds as she paces back and forth across my living room floor.
I take a sip of my mango lemonade and lock eyes with Lord Tubbs, who looks like he's ready to attack Quinn if she doesn't sit down.
"I mean Ashley is cute and all and trust me my heart goes out to her and her situation; yes we all know you're a softy for kids, that's no secret but you just can't." Quinn says while shaking her head. "I mean you already took in Chef, not to compare Ashley to a dog, but come on babe." Quinn adds as she momentarily stops pacing.
I take a bite of my sandwich and simply stare at her. She throws her hands in the air and groans loudly. "Aunty Snixx is booming right now, booming San, you have to stay focused. You get like 10 new orders every day, you're always cooking or baking, Brit helps you by delivering for you and helping you with prep work; you and Brittany are just too busy to give a 5 year old the love and attention they need right now. Well, maybe not the love part, but definitely the attention. You both work nights; most of your catering gigs are at night, in which we all work for you, who would watch her? You barely let people watch Chef, so I know you will be crazy overprotective with a kid."
I take another bite of my sandwich and stare at Quinn with a blank expression on my face. Quinn has been ranting for the better part of 2 hours now, nonstop. If she were to take a moment to breathe, I would let her know that Brit and I decided against adopting Ashley. While she is probably the most awesome 5 year old I've ever met, we just don't have the time to commit to her fully. The past couple of days with Ash have been great; I've learned a lot about myself and a lot about Brittany as well. While we both will be great parents one day, we just aren't ready for kids for now.
We had a long talk yesterday while Ashley took a nap, and Brit helped me cook appetizers for a party. We both have our own reservations about adopting her and agreed that if we have doubts, it's best if we find her a great home that's truly ready for kids. Brittany made some calls and we found a foster group that's ranked pretty high in terms of placement. Even after getting placement, most of the kids are leading happy and safe lives. We took Ashley this morning to check it out, and they have an opening for her. So at 6pm tonight, we are dropping her off. We made a promise to each other that if no one adopted her after a year, we would. We would be more stable in our careers at that time, we would be in the penthouse with more space, and we would be even deeper, if that's even possible with us. We didn't tell Ashley of that promise; it was just something for us.
"Are you even listening to me?!" Quinn says loudly while sitting down next to me on the couch.
I nod and take another sip of my lemonade. "I hear you loud and clear."
"So….." Quinn said while raising her hands. "What are you going to do?"
"We aren't going to adopt her, but not because of the 2 hour speech you just gave me. Brittany and I decided yesterday to find her a foster home, but we plan to stay extremely active in her life. I love Ashley, she's such a sweetheart, and so full of life, but she deserves a more stable home that Brit and I have right now. We are just too busy."
"So why did you let me do all that ranting and raving?" Quinn asked with a frown.
"I wanted to finish my sandwich." I tell her with a smile.
Quinn laughed. "I know you've gotten really attached to her. Are you ok with this?" She asked me.
I shrug. "I have gotten really attached to her, but my biggest concern was getting her out of the shelter and somewhere warm and safe." I tell her. "We made that possible for her, we're still going to visit her there, and we worked out a agreement with the director of the group home, that we can have her spend the night with us sometimes if she wants, and that we can take her for day trips, to like the zoo and stuff."
"You're a really good person San." Quinn says while hugging me.
I sigh and eat the last bite of my sandwich. "I try to be."
"So does that mean you and Brit are coming up to the cabin tonight with us for New Years Eve?" Quinn asks with a smile.
I nod at her. "Yep, we'll be on the road after we drop her off, we'll probably get there around 10pm."
"Great, it'll be so fun, and it's our first couples trip!" Quinn beams.
Sam's parents own a cabin up north, about 3 hours away, completely decked out. We spent the 4th of July up there this summer, and I have to admit I had a great time. Christmas Day, Sam and Quinn invited us all up to the cabin for New Year's Eve, Brit and I originally accepted but when we took Ashley in, we cancelled. Drinking, swearing, and sex will happen at the cabin this weekend, and that's not the environment for a kid. So we made plans to have a quiet New Year's Eve at home with her. I mean, all I really want to do ever anyways is cuddle with Brit and watch TV. Yikes, I sound like an old married lady, but it's true. Brittany is my everything, my best friend, my lover, my partner in crime, my cuddle buddy…my person; plus she's cute, sexy, and adorable all at the same time. Who wouldn't want to hang out with her? But since we were dropping Ashley off tonight, we decided to join everyone else at the cabin, mainly so I could let loose a little and clear my mind. A trip, no matter how small is exactly what I need right now.
"Do you have a list of groceries you need to make dinner?" Quinn asks as she pulls out her phone and replies to a text message.
"Oh, so I'm cooking up there?" I laugh out as Quinn turns bright red. "It's fine. I planned out a menu, it's mainly appetizers. I explain as I stand up to grab my iPad. "Let me email it to you." I tell her as I pull up the grocery list and menu that Brit and I created for a New Years Eve meal for everyone and email it to her.
"You sure you don't mind cooking?" Quinn asks.
"Not at all, you girls are helping me anyways." I laugh out as my phone goes off with a text from Brittany.
FROM BRIT BRIT: We are leaving the park now, ready to go out to dinner before we take Ash?
TO BRIT BRIT: Yeah, I'll be ready when you get here
Brittany and Ashley took Chef to the park for a few hours, before she had to say goodbye to him. I opted to let Brittany hang out with her alone, since Ashley usually stays close to me. I balanced the checkbook for both the Aunty Snixx account, and then the joint checking account Brit and I had. I even transferred some money from my personal account to our joint account, so I feel a little more comfortable using that debit card. I was putting together a menu for a dinner party I was cooking for in a few weeks, when Quinn barged through the door and disrupted my lunch with her lecture.
"I emailed you directions to the cabin again, since you got lost last year; you and Brit have a room with a balcony overlooking the lake, as you requested." She tells me.
"Cool, thanks. You know we have to bring Chef and Lord Tubs right?" I remind her.
"I know you won't leave your babies, just make sure you have Chef's cage, so he's not roaming free at night, and you guys can put it in the extra bedroom, there isn't furniture in that room, so he can run around and play in there."
I nod and yawn. "Ok, sounds good."
"Well, I need to get going; we are going early, so I can clean up a little bit and change all the linen on the beds." Quinn tells me while standing up. "Drive carefully, the snow is supposed to really come down later."
"I will, you drive safe too." I tell her as I hug her and walk her to the door.
6pm
"Do you have everything Ashley?" I ask her while I look around the guestroom to make sure we packed all of her things. Brit bought her pink princess luggage so we piled all her clothes in, and still had 4 extra bags of additional clothes we bought her. We use 2 duffel bags to pack up her shoes. I bought her a backpack that has more personal things for her in it, most importantly, our address and phone numbers, in case she needs to call us for anything.
"Can I take this too?" Ashley asks while pointing to the purple monkey Brittany gave her.
"Of course, that's yours, sweetheart." I smile as Brittany grabs some of her bags and takes them to the car. "Marvin would be super lonely without you." I smile as I hand her the monkey.
"Thanks Santana." She says quietly.
"I'm sorry you can't stay with us." I tell her as I feel tears start to form in my eyes. I quickly shake my head and blink them away.
"That's ok, the lady yesterday was nice." She says with a shrug.
"We promise to visit you and you can still come visit us though." I tell her quickly.
"I know." Ashley smiles. "Can you bring cupcakes when you come?"
"Absolutely." I tell her as she hugs me tightly. "Any kind you want."
Brittany comes in the room and picks up Ashley's final bag. "Ready?"
We both nod as I stand up and grab Ashley's hand and lead her out of the room. "Did you grab our luggage, Brit?" I ask her.
"No, I don't want to leave Chef and Lord Tubbington in the car while we take Ashley in, we can swing back through here and grab it when we get them." She says.
I nod and blink super fast to try to keep my tears in. I knew we would be taking Ashley all day but now that it's actually happening, it makes it all too real and I just can't deal. Brittany notices and grabs a handful of tissue from the box on the counter; she softly kisses me on the cheek as she opens the door for everyone.
The drive to the foster group home, St. John's, was quiet and weird. I drove so that I could keep my hands busy and active. I constantly glanced at Ashley in the backseat as she tightly held her monkey and looked out the window. She looked so cute with her big ponytail, and pink and purple polka dot headband on. It matched the winter coat we got her perfectly. She wasn't frowning and didn't look sad, but she certainly didn't look happy either. She had a kind of blank look on her face. I can't blame her, I wouldn't know how to feel right now either if I was her.
"Are you nervous Ashley?" I ask her softly.
She shrugs. "I like making new friends." She says confidently.
"That's a great attitude to have." Brittany chimes in. I pull up to St. Johns and park as close as possible to the door since it's freezing out. We grab all of Ashley's bags and head in.
We get her checked in with the receptionist and wait for her counselor to come get her. As we sit in the waiting area, Brittany is getting constant phone calls from people saying their rent will be late, or they can only pay half, and I feel bad for her as she tries to handle everything while constantly trying to check on Ashley and me. I finally shoo her away and tell her it's fine for her to handle her calls. She kissed my fingertips softly, something she does often as a silent thank you, and walked to a corner where she puts her earpiece in and begins to quickly take notes on each call.
Ashley climbs in my lap and leans back on my chest. I sigh and hug her tightly. "Are you okay?" I ask her quietly.
She nods slowly. "Is it ok to be a little scared?" She asks while looking at me. "And a little sad?"
I smile and nod at her. "It's ok to be a little of both. I'm feel the same way right now too."
"Why?" She asks as she sits up and looks at me.
"Well, I'm scared that you'll forget me when you find your new family and make all those awesome new friends, and I'm sad because you've become of my friends, and now we're saying goodbye." I tell her with a smile.
"My mom would always say to tell your friends see you later instead of goodbye." She says. "I told her see you later, and she never came back, so it didn't work."
"Well, I promise you that when we say see you later, I will come back anytime you call. You still have our phone numbers tucked away right?" I ask her. She quickly nods. "Well, anytime you call, we'll answer, and if we miss the call, I promise to call you back as soon as possible, the same day."
"Ok." Ashley nods as a young red haired woman walks over to us.
"Ashley, welcome to St. Johns." She says with a smile while extending her hand out to her. "I'm Dianna, I'll be your counselor while your'e here."
Ashley looks up at me before smiling at the woman and quickly shaking her hand. I motion to Brittany to come over by us, I hear her quickly wrap up her call before she jogs back over by us, she quickly rests her hand on my lower back, knowing I need her touch right now.
"Brittany and Santana, nice to see you too again." The woman smiled.
We follow her down a hallway to a room with a bright pink door. As we walk in she tells us that this is where Ashley will sleep. I look around and check everything out quickly. I nod in approval when I see it looks clean and there isn't any like broken bed posts or anything. There are two bunk beds and she tells Ashley that she is on the bottom bunk on the left side. We all glance at the bed, and I smile at the pink flower blanket on it.
Ashley sits on her bed and smiles. "Thanks."
We help her unpack into the 3 drawers that are hers. Brit and I then slide her extra bags under the bed and we have her keep the backpack we gave her with our phone numbers and some other personal info she may need on her bed next to her pillow. We took her to the doctor and get checked out yesterday, so we found out her blood type and different things of that nature. I made a list of her height, weight, and blood type and wrote everything down. We then got her an ID card made, she told us her last name with Rivera, so we put all that information on the card as well. I pull out the special blanket we bought her the first day she stayed with us and I placed it on her bed. I know she has a cover on it already, but I want to make sure she is as warm as possible at night.
The counselor tells us that she wants to introduce Ashley to the other girls in her room, and that they are all in the game room in the lower level. She steps out of the room to give us some privacy to tell Ashley good bye.
"Well, we need to go so you can meet your new friends." I tell her while kneeling down in front of her.
"Thanks for helping me Santana." She says with a smile.
"You're so welcome." I tell her as my voice cracks. "Promise not to forget about us?"
"I would never." She says shyly as she looks between Brittany and me.
"She can't because, we are so going ice skating new week anyways, right?" Brittany says suddenly.
Ashley's eyes widen. "Really?"
Brittany nods. "Yep, Friday morning, already got it cleared with your counselor. You don't have any cooking or baking scheduled for 3 hours, babe." She explains with a smile of her own. Brit and I mapped out cooking times for me to get further organized; also so Brit knew when I would be busy so we could take orders a little more efficiently.
Brittany then reaches in her purse and pulls out a wad of money. She looks around and slips half of the money in Ashley's left sock before putting the rest in her right sock. "Keep the money in your socks sweetheart; don't take it out around any of the other kids, or any of the other adults either actually. If you need money or anything go to the bathroom and slip it our there, only take out one $20 at a time. When you go shower, stick it in an extra sock and put it under your pillow in the pillow case." Brittany says quietly. "Whenever you leave the room, for any reason, make sure it's on you."
Ashley nods. "Ok." She gives Brittany a huge hug before I lean down and hug her tightly myself.
"H-have a good night, sweetheart." I tell her softly as I kiss her on the forehead. "Remember you can call us anytime." I add; my voice full of emotion now.
Brittany rubs my lower back as the counselor comes back in the room. "Ready Ashley?"
Ashley nods. "See you later." She says sweetly.
"See you later." Brit and I both reply with a wave, before we head down the hall and leave the building. With every step I take feel a tear slide down my cheek until we finally get outside and I feel Brittany quickly pull me into a tight hug as we lean against the driver door of my car.
I can't help the sobs that escape my body as I hide my face in Brittany's chest and cry while holding her as tight as possible. I didn't think dropping her off would be so hard, I can only imagine the soggy mess I'll be when I drop my own kid off to college.
"She's warm and safe now, cupcake." Brittany says softly to me while rubbing my back. "She's a great kid, so I'm sure she'll be adopted in no time."
"I know." I tell her as I lean back and wipe my eyes. Brittany leans forward and kisses each of my tears away slowly, making sure to catch each and every one one. She starts alternating cheeks while she makes funny faces as she counts each tear alternating between counting in English to Spanish to French to make me laugh.
"Are you okay?" She then asks while rubbing my sides. "If not, I don't mind kissing your tears away, I can keep going." She adds with a smile.
I nod slowly. "Yeah, I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize for your feelings." She says with a smile. "Let's head up to the cabin, being around everyone will cheer you up."
"I just want to be around you." I pout.
Brittany kisses my pout away. "Do you want to skip the weekend and just stay home?" She asks. "I wouldn't mind."
I shake my head. "No, but maybe we could just hang out in our room at the cabin tonight? Just us two."
"Sounds good." She smiles. "Let's go get our boys. I'll drive." She says while pulling her keys out of her purse.
10:30pm
We pull up to the cabin, so I sit up and stretch. Brittany glances over at me as she puts the car in park.
"I thought you were sleep." She says quietly.
"No, sorry I was so quiet. I was just looking out the window the whole time." I tell her as I open the door and hop out. I run around to her side and open the driver door for her.
She smiles and hops out as I pull her into a deep kiss. "Mmmmmm." She moans out when the kiss breaks. "What was that for?"
"For holding me earlier." I tell her with a smile. "I love how you can anticipate when I need to simply to just be held."
"You're welcome. " Brittany smiles as she kisses me on the forehead and hugs me again.
"You two have a room for that." Quinn says as she walks up with Sam.
"I'll grab your luggage." Sam says with a smile. "Glad you both could make it."
"I'll take Chef and Lord Tubbington in." Brittany says as she kisses me once more and lets me go.
After Brittany and Sam go in the house Quinn narrows her eyes on me. "You've been crying, what's wrong?"
I shake my head. "I'm fine, just had a hard time leaving Ashley." I say quietly while kicking some snow.
Quinn quickly hugs me. "You're going to be a great mother one day." She tells me.
"Thanks." I reply. "I hope so."
"Well, Mercedes made drinks, feel like taking some shots?" Quinn smiles while grabbing my hand. "We are playing some shot glass game, so you and Brit need to catch up."
"Sure, why not?" I laugh out.
By 1am, most of the house is drunk and passed out, or stumbling to their rooms. Brittany headed to bed over an hour ago, I tried to go with her but she told me to stay and enjoy myself. I knew she was a way more tired than I was, she worked a super early shift at the diner this morning, before she hung out with Ashley at the park, then she drove the entire way up here, I could tell in her eyes she was tired, and whenever Brit gets super tired she talks in French, so after she whispered something in my ear in French, that I didn't think was sexual. I knew she would be out for the night soon. So after a slightly inappropriate make out session in front of everyone, which is crazy, considering neither one of us is drunk, or even close to being drunk, she headed to bed and I had another shot.
Since I'm the only one not pissy drunk, I decided to take it easy on drinking tonight, I clean up all the cups and trash in the living room, I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and head upstairs. I peep in the extra room and check on Chef and Lord Tubs before I head next door to the room Brit and I have for the weekend. I open the door quietly, expecting to her be asleep.
I see Brittany lying in bed with candles lit all around so I head to the attached bathroom to quickly change out of my clothes when I hear Brittany speak. "Don't you take another step further." She says seductively.
I quickly turn around and see she is now sitting up in bed with a huge smile. She stands up and saunters towards me and my jaw drops when I see her in a purple velvet corset, with absolutely nothing else on but a pair of matching stilettos.
"O-oh m-my God." I manage to stutter out as she struts closer to me while she lassos a purple velvet rope around my waist and pulls me closer. She then kisses me softly on the lips and reaches over and turns on the stereo that starts to play a slowly sultry melody. She then begins to sing softly in my ear while undressing me.
When you walked into the room you knew just what
to do
Ya coulda gone from door to door but you knew just where to go to
Come into my velvet room and tell me your fantasies
The passion in your voice I wanna hear as you start to tell me
While you take the blindfold and tie it gently on me
Don't wanna see but feel the things you're gonna do to me
She pushes me on the bed once I'm completely naked and starts to do a dance routine with the velvet rope, that is so sexy, that I'm beyond speechless right now.
Tie me up, tie me down
(make me moan real loud)
Make me moan real loud
(take off my clothes)
Take off my clothes
No one has to know
Whisperin I wanna feel a soft rope burn
(no one has to know)
Wanna feel a
Rope burn
She suddenly does a handstand into the splits while twirling this rope around and I feel like I'm going to explode she looks so fuckin sexy right now. "B-b-brit." I stutter out as I cross my legs tightly. She rolls on the floor and starts to crawl slowly to me as she starts to sing again.
One in the mornin I'm feelin so free and sensual
Lyin here wearin just my imagination for you
Sensation will do
Can you feel the warmth of the fire
Candlelight embrace your body
I'm feelin the hot candle wax drippin down the small of my back
She then straddles me and continues to sing as she slowly glides the velvet rope over my bare back. I stare in her eyes and run my hands up and down her back slowly, wanting to savor and touch every inch of her skin I can.
You wanna know what my tongue feels like?
Mmhmm
You like that?
She starts to roll her hips on me while giving me a lap dance. I lean forward and start to kiss her collarbone softly before I can't control myself any longer and I quickly flip us over and begin to hungrily kiss her as I start to rock on her thigh.
"Being this sexy should be illegal." I whisper to her before I catch her lips and start kissing down her body until I reach her core. I blow softly as i open her legs and plunge right in licking and sucking on her loudly. "You taste so good, honeybee." I moan out as I feel Brittany pull my hair, which turns me on even more.
"That feels so good, Sanny, so good." Brittany moans out. I crawl back up her body and swallow her lips.
"I brought the strap." I tell her. "I can put it on, if you want."
"I bought a new dildo for it." Brittany moans out as I slip a finger in her. "It's supposed to be a better experience for the person that wears it."
"Oh yeah?" I ask her as I build up a nice rhythm.
Brittany is at a loss for words and I smile at her lovingly as I go faster and curl my fingers right on her spot and watch her cry out in ecstasy as her body shakes. I keep pumping my hand in her until she calms down and I crawl back up her body and kiss her.
Brittany jumps up and goes to her suitcase and picks up a silver dildo and walks over to me she slips it in the strap, she grabbed my suitcase.
"I need this off of you." I tell her as I start to untie her corset and kiss down her back as I slide it down.
I stand up and slip the harness on and instantly smirk. It has two pieces that surround my clit instead of just the one the other dildo had. I can tell it must be super expensive. I run my finger through Brittany to make sure she is still wet before I slowly slip it in her.
I instantly feel the pressure on the piece in me and stop moving.
"What's wrong?" Brittany quickly asks.
"Nothing..." I tell her quickly as I start to pump in and out of her again. i feel like I'm going to explode right away it feels so good. "Turn over, baby." i whisper out as i stand up on my knees.
Brittany nods and turns over on her knees. I slowly reenter her from behind and instantly moan as I rub her hips and start thrusting in her steadily.
"Oh San..." Brittany moaned out as I continue to thrust in her. "Ooohhhhhh."
"You feel amazing Brit." I tell her as I lean down and kiss Brittany softly on the back while gripping her hips tighter and planting my knees firmly in the bed.
"Deeper Tana!" Brittany screams out as she grips the sheets on the bed and buries her face.
I dig my nails into Brittany's side as I move faster. "Oh Brit!" I scream out. "Fuck, baby!" I moan as I lean down and pepper kisses to Brittany's back as my arms tense and my body shakes. "I'm c-c-lose." I scream out as I come crashing down. I momentarily rest my forehead head on her back as I catch my breath and slowly remove the dildo out of her. "Turn back over, Brit. I want to see your face, baby."
Brittany slowly turns as I lean down and lick Brittany slowly. I then slowly reenter her and start a slow steady rhythm as I lean on her and kiss her slowly.
"You are so sexy." I whisper as she breaks the kiss and I stare deep in Brittany's eyes. "I love you boo."
"I love you too." Brittany says before cupping my butt and massaging it as I pick up the rhythm and we both come crashing together. I lay on Brittany and catch my breath before I slid out of her and roll to the side.
Brittany slides the harness down my shaking legs and massages them slowly to calm them down. "You ok?"
I nod. "Yeah, I am." I smile at her as I pull her back close to me and hug her tightly.
I feel Brittany pepper kisses to my face before I fall asleep.
10am
Brittany and I finally emerge downstairs to the dining room where everyone was already eating breakfast. We woke up around 6 this morning and went another couple of rounds before we fell back asleep in each other arms or more like me on her chest.
"Nice of you two to join us." Mercedes smiles as she fixes her friend, Alan, a plate of breakfast.
"I'm on vacation." I yawn out. "I don't need to wake up early." I smile as I sit down at the table.
"I took out your screaming dog this morning." Quinn replies as she hands me a mug of coffee. I quickly take a sip and offer it to Brittany, who takes a small sip as well, and hands it back. "You need to teach him to not bite on people's pant legs." She adds with a scowl.
"Thanks, and he only does that to you." I tell her as Brittany starts to fix me a plate. "Where is he now?" I ask her.
"He was chasing Rachel through the living room last I saw him." Mercedes laughs. "I get the feeling he likes to chew on her pants legs too."
I smirk and kiss Brittany on the cheek. "Thanks love." I say softly to her as I start to eat the hash browns and waffles on my plate. I reach over to her plate and grab a forkful of eggs to taste them.
"So, do you need our help cooking tonight?" Mercedes asks me.
I nod. "Umm, yeah, I figured we could just do a bunch of appetizers."
"Sounds good." Quinn smiles.
"With all the liquor I saw in the kitchen last night, we'll need some greasy food to offset it." I laugh.
"San put together some good appetizers." Brittany smiles as she pours me a glass of juice.
The guys all finish their breakfast and head outside to chop firewood before this storm hits in a few hours. The girls are pile up in the living room and start some girl talk.
Quinn and Mercedes sit on the couch and stretch out while sipping mimosas, Rachel cuddles in a blanket on the floor and leans her back on the sofa, and I cuddle in Brittany's lap on the recliner. She slips her hand under my shirt and starts rubbing my back slowly so I lean my head on her chest, and wrap my arms around her waist, and smile in contentment.
"You two are the cutest couple I've ever met. It seems like you've been together forever." Rachel smiles.
"Thanks." I reply. "It feels like we've been together forever. I love her so much." I say while glancing at Brittany, who blushes and quickly leans forward to kiss me softly on the lips.
"You two were pretty loud last night." Mercedes winks.
"Yes, way too loud." Quinn rolls her eyes. "San, babe, I love you, but I don't love your sex life." She adds. "I feel like I know way too much, I've seen it, heard it, I just can't…"
Brittany and I lock eyes and shrug. "Try getting some yourself tonight, so you don't hear us." I laugh out.
"Whatever, are you missing out on a lot of money by not selling anything today?" Quinn asks.
I shrug. "Probably, but I would rather be up here with you all anyways. We are leaving on the 2nd and we have that birthday party to cater right away, so I'll recoup my losses pretty quickly."
Mercedes nods. "I saw the menu you emailed us; I hope we're making extra for ourselves."
I nod at her. "We can."
After we talk for another hour or 2, everyone kind of breaks of away and goes to hang out in their room. Brit and I are in our room with Chef and Lord Tubbington, who is perched in the window, fast asleep. I'm lying across Brittany's lap with Chef cuddled in my chest while I watch a movie. Brittany is busy on her laptop, which she has resting on my back.
"Hey San." Brittany says softly.
"What's up?" I ask her, my eyes never leaving the TV. Chef is chewing on his rag bone quietly, with the occasional low growl at himself, which always makes me laugh, because I have no idea who he's growling at when he does that.
"I'm writing down some ideas for my book, can I run some ideas by you?" Brittany asks.
I turn and glance up at her. "Of course." I say with a smile. I quickly turn the TV off and move to sit up next to her on the bed.
"Well, I started my blog today to start." She says shyly. She then pulls up a webpage with the title, My Journey . "I didn't know what else to name it." She shrugs.
"I think it's perfect." I tell her. "You want to do an advice column right?"
She nods. "Yeah, common sense advice for everyday problems." She states. "I want to offer my own opinion on different topics and give people basic advice for things, if they ask questions, I have a spot for that too." She explains while taking the mouse pointer and showing me her question box. "I want to talk about my life experiences as well, maybe they can help someone."
"Well, that's perfect the perfect title then." I tell her as I lean my head on her shoulder.
"I made a Twitter account too." She says. "Will you follow me?" She then smiles.
I wink at her and pull out my phone. I log into my account, SexySan2000 , and quickly follow her account, I then log into the Aunt Snixx Twitter account and follow her. "Whoa, I have 2,000 followers Brit." I say quickly.
"I'll tweet about your blog and get people to follow you and hope they ask you questions." I tell her with a smile.
"Really?" She says.
"Of course." I tell her with as I kiss her on the cheek.
"The first post is about Ashley." She says as she hands me the laptop. "Do you want to read it?"
I nod and start to read the post.
Christmas is a time of joy and togetherness, everlasting memories and magical moments happen all around the world on this one day. I spent my first Christmas with my girlfriend and love of my life, Santana. We exchanged gifts, both material and of love. After we had the meal she prepared, she's an awesome cook, we went to a shelter where we met a young girl. She immediately stole our hearts, without even trying to. We ended up taking her home and not only giving her clothing that she needed, but most importantly we gave her love. We found her a great foster home, where she is now clean, safe, and warm. While I enjoyed the material gifts I received, the sweaters, the personalized writing utensils, the expensive perfume that my girlfriend thinks I don't know she snuck on my side of the dresser, helping out a helpless child was the most magical gift of all. What magic did you create this Christmas?
I smile and hand the laptop back to the Brittany. "That was beautiful Brit." I tell her. "Are most of your posts going to be like that?"
She nods. "Yeah, I want to start interacting with people and gave some followers before I start posting the chapters of my book online first."
"So you're going with an online book?" I ask her.
"To test out." She nods. "I'm going to use this link here." She points to a link on the right side of her website. "I figure once I gauge if people are interested I can start posting chapters and see their reaction."
"That's awesome, baby." I tell her. "I can't wait to read more of your posts and especially your book."
"I hope other people want to read it too." Brittany says shyly. "I posted some of my poetry too."
"Looks like you already have some fans." I tell her as I point to the counter at the bottom that shows she has 105 people currently on her webpage, with 6 comments on her Christmas post already.
I see her eyes light up as I quickly go to her Twitter account for her blog and see her follower count moving. I lean over and grab a sheet of paper and a pen. I hand them to her and smile. "Can I have your autograph before you get too famous?"
Brittany laughs. "I think I need yours." She replies.
"I'll settle for a kiss if you will." I tell her as I softly press our lips together and run my fingers through her hair. "Next year is our year, honeybee. I can feel it." I tell her with a smile.
"I can feel it too." Brittany agrees.
10pm
Brittany comes in the kitchen and sets down a glass of champagne for me as I start to cut up more steak for one of the appetizers. I made peppered crusted grilled steaks cubes, with 3 different homemade dipping sauces, and I noticed there wasn't anymore steak in the living room on the platter, so I came to the kitchen to quickly cut some more up.
"Stop working and enjoy the holiday, Sanny." Brittany says while leaning on the counter next to me. "If the appetizers run out, they run out. You aren't working right now."
I know Brittany's absolutely right, we ate dinner at 8 tonight. The boys ended up grilling steaks and lobster tails, so all I had to do was make sides and appetizers, with the help of Mercedes, Quinn, Rachel, and of course Brittany. Even though, everyone has moved onto slamming drinks, I keep coming in the kitchen and making sure the appetizer trays are still completely full, and everyone has a drink in their hand. I can't help it when the hostess/caterer in me creeps out.
"I will in a minute Brit." I tell her. I feel Brittany wrap her arms around my waist and slides the knife out of my hand.
"Come dance with me." She says softly as she kisses me behind the ear.
I can't resist Brit's soft touch right now so I turn in her arms and nod. "Let's dance."
Brittany leads me to the living room where everyone is dancing and we start dancing to Rihanna's song "Rude Boy". After the song goes off, we start taking shots and toasting with champagne. I can't keep my eyes off of Brittany, she's looks absolutely gorgeous right now. She has on black one piece pantsuit that's lined with sequins, a pair of black heels, she pinned her hair, but she still has a few curls hanging down and she has on a minimal makeup.
I opted for a short red strapless dress with silver heels. I have my hair pinned to the side, mainly so I can enjoy the soft kisses Brittany places on my neck, when it's exposed. We lock eyes from across the room and Brittany nods for me to leave the living room.
I grab the bottle of champagne off the table and follow her to our room. I see her sitting on the bed, which is full of rose petals, no clue when she had time to do that. "It's almost midnight, but before it turns to the new year, I wanted to talk quickly." She says.
I set the champagne down and smile as I sit down next to her. "Of course, what's on your mind?"
She kisses me softly before grabbing both of my hands. "I don't believe in New Years Resolutions, mainly because I don't think you should wait until the end of the year to make changes in your lifestyle or health, or whatever people use them for." I nod because that makes perfect sense. "I rather we talk about what we want to happen next year in our personal lives, not something we want to change, but something we want to keep doing or make happen."
"I like that idea." I smile. "Can I start?"
She nods and smiles. "Go ahead."
"I want to be closer to you." I start off. "I want to know more about your family and your childhood. You're already my best friend Brit, but I want us to get closer." I pause. "Does that makes sense?"
"Yeah it does." Brittany nods.
"Ok, ummm, I want us to keep starting our holiday traditions and to understand each other more." I swallow. "I want us to keep supporting each other like we do now."
Brittany kisses me softly on the lips. "I can guarantee all of that will happen." She smiles. "Mine is simple, I want us to fall in love every day."
I frown. "But…"
"I want us to keep our relationship as fresh and new as possible, I don't want to ever get stagnant. I want to remember why I love you so much every morning when I wake up, and feel like I fell in love for the first time every night when we fall asleep." Brittany adds. "So more date nights." She says with a wink.
I quickly hug her tightly. "I love you so much, honeybee."
"I love you too, San." Brittany replies as she kisses me on the neck.
"Now professionally." I start. "I want to keep going strong with Aunty Snixx, maybe rent a kitchen next summer so I can do more cooking and baking at one time, that way I can handle more orders."
Brittany smiles. "I think we can make that happen easily, I know you will want to pay for half of it, if not all of it yourself, so just let me know when you want that kitchen."
"I do, and I will." I tell her as I squeeze her hand.
"I want to have my online book completed, and start working on getting a book in bookstores or Amazon in their marketplace." Brittany tells me. "I really want to be a writer, Sanny."
"You will be, baby." I tell her. "You will be."
I look at my watch and see it's 11;59pm. "Ready to start the new year with me?"
"I've been ready." Brittany replies while quickly turning on the TV, so we can watch the ball drop while I refill our glasses with champagne.
"Should we go back downstairs with everyone?" I ask her.
"No." Brittany smiles. "I only want to bring in the New Year with the most important person to me right now, even if we go downstairs I won't notice anyone else is around us."
I blush like crazy as I sit on Brittany's lap and we start to count down with the TV. Brittany wraps her free around my waist, and I wrap my free arm around her neck and pull her impossibly closer.
"10…9….8…." I lock eyes with Brittany as we count down the rest of the way silently. "3…2…1."
I quickly press our lips together as everyone in Times Square screams out Happy New Year through the TV. Brittany deepens the kiss and moans softly before she breaks it.
"Happy New Year, Brittany Pierce."
"Happy New Year, Santana Lopez." She responds before we click our glasses and take a sip of our champagne, our eyes never leaving each other.
"I love you." I whisper as I crash our lips together again and enjoy being in her bubble again.
