Chapter 14
Disclaimer: I don't glee or this story
"Mami?" Skylar tapped Santana on the arm, looking up at her with her big brown eyes. They were in Santana's office waiting for Brittany and Taylor to finally come pick them up from the hospital. Mrs. Lopez wasn't able to come and visit during Santana's lunch since she ended up having an emergency surgery and wasn't able to have lunch with Skylar like she wanted either. Santana had one of the nurses call her mother as she scrubbed in and relay the message, knowing her mother wouldn't take well to the impersonal notice, but there was nothing she could do about it. Brittany called her and told her she would pick her and Skylar up after work since her mother was visiting a friend in New York and still had the younger Latina's truck.
"Yes, baby?" Santana replied, looking up from the stack of paperwork on her desk she was going through, and glancing down at her daughter.
"Go home." Skylar nodded to her, pointing to the door.
"We'll go home in a few minutes, we have to wait for momma and Taylor." Santana smiled at her, lifting her in her lap. "Why don't we color while we wait?" She grabbed a legal pad out of the drawer and played a marker in Skylar's hand, wrapping her hand around hers, and began to draw a series of shapes, stating the name of each one so Skylar could learn them.
Skylar smiled and stared at the paper, trying to repeat the words that Santana was saying when the Latina's phone beeped with a message from Brittany that they just pulled up outside. Santana replied back that they would come right out, so she kissed Skylar on the temple and set her down grabbing her coat, and winter accessories to put on her.
Once she got Skylar dressed in her black winter coat, with zebra head hat and matching gloves and scarf, she put her Princess backpack on her, and quickly put on her own coat and hat, slinging the diaper bag, her purse, and her briefcase on her shoulder, she grabbed Skylar's hand as they made their way out of the office, Skylar waving at everyone that walked by her with a smile.
When they got outside Brittany hopped out to grab the bags in Santana's arms, kissing Skylar on the forehead in the process, and put them in the cargo area with her own purse and briefcase, while Santana put Skylar in her car seat, smiling at how excited Skylar and Taylor were to see each other. Brittany walked over to her as she closed the backdoor and kissed her quickly.
"How was work?" Brittany asked.
"Good." Santana nodded. "You?"
Brittany smiled. "Good." She kissed Santana again and went back to the driver seat hopping in.
"Taylor, how was school, honey?" Santana asked as she put her seatbelt on.
Taylor, who was kissing all over Skylar's face, making her laugh, leaned back over and put her seatbelt on quickly. "Good, no notes for talking." She stated quickly.
Santana smiled at her. "That's good, did you get your math test back?"
Taylor nodded and dug in her backpack, pulling out the folded packet of paper, and handed it to her mother, Brittany glanced over as she pulled off and noticed the score, before briefly locking eyes with Santana, and focusing back on the road. Santana glanced at the score again, then checked through the test herself, looking over Taylor's work, she looked back at her daughter, who was staring nervously at her.
"You're still struggling with multiplying fractions and long division. You got 67%, which isn't the greatest, Tay." Santana told her softly. "Did your teacher go over the correct answers with you?"
Taylor shook her head. "She gave us an answer sheet." She added quickly, digging in her backpack again and pulling out a binder, she carefully clicked it open, Skylar watching her every move. She handed the sheet to Santana, who nodded a thank you to her and looked over it.
"We'll go over the test together tonight, and do some of the problems. Do you have other homework?" Santana asked.
"Yeah, more math." Taylor nodded.
"Do you want to do homework with Tay tonight, and I can get dinner ready?" Brittany asked. "You're better at math than I am."
Santana continued looking through the test. "Yeah, sure."
Taylor sighed and chewed on her bottom lip. "Am I in trouble for the grade?"
Santana shook her head and handed the test and the answer key back to her. "Put these back up for later, and no you aren't in trouble."
"You tried, Taylor, and that's all we want from you." Brittany chimed in. "If you are doing your best, then that's great, your mom is going to work with you so you get better.'
"Okay." Taylor nodded.
Santana dug in the diaper bag and pulled out a pack of fruit snacks, handing them to Taylor, and handed Skylar her snack bowl with Cheerios in it before exhaling and leaning her head back.
"Long day?" Brittany asked, glancing at her wife, and reaching over to squeeze her hand.
Santana opened her eyes and smiled softly. "Not really, just a lot on my mind, I'll be okay."
Brittany nodded when Santana squeezed her hand back and lifted it to her mouth, kissing it softly. "We still need to talk." She whispered.
Santana nodded. "I know."
"Hold her hand, Taylor." Santana stated after lifting Skylar out of the truck and setting her on the ground, smiling when she bent down to pick up a handful of snow. "It's slippery out with the ice, I need to put some salt down."
"There's salt in the garage." Brittany stated, grabbing the bags out of the back of the truck. "Do you want me to help you?"
"No, it's a new bag and I need to open it and pour some in the bucket, with your back I don't want you lifting anything until we get the MRI results." Santana sighed. "I'll change out of my scrubs and do it a little later."
As soon as they entered the house, Santana slipped Skylar's boots off and got her out of her winter gear, smiling when she ran to her floor puzzle and began to work on it right away. "Tay, get started on your homework please."
"Do you smell that?" Brittany beamed, hanging up her coat.
"I know that smell anywhere." Santana stated softly, dragging herself into the living room and sitting on the couch. "My mom is making..."
"My famous chicken stew with homemade biscuits." Mrs. Lopez smiled as she walked in the kitchen. "Chocolate cake for dessert." She added, kissing Brittany on the cheek, who immediately blushed, a sucker for chocolate cake; she then leaned down and kissed Santana on the forehead, locking eyes with her daughter.
"Buela you made cake!" Taylor screeched, running back down the stairs and jumping her in her grandmother's arms, hugging her tightly. "Can we have some mami?" She asked Santana.
Santana nodded. "Just a small piece."
Mrs. Lopez glanced at Skylar, who was busy with her puzzle. "Hola mi amorcita."
Skylar heard the unfamiliar voice and turned to look at her, she smiled before going back to her puzzle. "Say hello to your Buela." Brittany told her, sitting on the couch next to Santana.
Skylar frowned at Brittany and shook her head. "It's okay, I'm wearing her down." Mrs. Lopez laughed. "Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes. Taylor, can you set the table for me, and show me where some of Skylar's dishes are?"
Taylor glanced at Brittany, knowing she should start her homework, Brittany nodded to her that it was okay. "Come up to the bedroom with me for a second?"
Santana nodded. "Tay, Sky is in here playing, keep your ears open, please?" She told her daughter, who was running in and out of the kitchen.
"Okay, come on Sky Sky." She waved her sister over, smiling when Sky ran over to her, grabbing Taylor's hand.
Santana walked in the bedroom and sat on the bed, she leaned back, so she was lying flat on her back, Brittany came out of the bathroom in a pair of black leggings and an oversized Columbia sweatshirt. She laid down next to Santana on the bed and stared at her.
"You look tired." Brittany stated when Santana opened her eyes and turned to face her, she cupped her wife's cheek and rubbed it with her thumb.
"I am." Santana nodded, leaning forward and pressing her lips against Brittany's. "How are you? How's your back?"
"Good, and good." Brittany smiled.
"Santana, I don't want to cause a fight right now, but I don't like the fact that you lied to me about talking to your mom, you making the decision to not see her and to not let her see the girls made it look as if I agreed with that, and I don't."
Santana stared at Brittany and allowed her to finish talking, she linked their hands and placed them between their bodies.
"Do you know how embarrassing that was for me? I had no idea and I'm sure your mom could tell with facial expression." Brittany asked. "If you are having a problem with your mom, talk to me, baby, don't leave me out of the loop, and more importantly don't lie and make a decision that affects the girls and not let me know. If you didn't want to see your mom, then maybe I could fly the girls down to Lima for a day so they could still see your parents. You can't make selfish decisions."
Santana exhaled. "I'm sorry."
Brittany nodded and looked deep in her wife's eyes, knowing she was telling the truth and being sincere.
"I want to keep your three tucked away so I can protect our family, that's how I look at it, I need you three, you're my heartbeat, and I, I don't want anything or anyone to break us up." Santana explained. "I'm sorry for lying to you, I really am, and I'm sorry for how I talked to you yesterday. You didn't deserve that."
"Thank you." Brittany smiled, leaning forward to kiss her again. "I can't make you apologize to your mom, but I think you should talk to her, what she said to you wasn't out of the ordinary, baby, and it doesn't change anything between us. There are people that don't think we should married again, people that don't think we should be married at all, because we are two women, people that are going to criticize how we raise the girls, or what we wear, or the brand of orange juice we buy...it doesn't change the fact that I love you, and I want to grow old with you, that I am going to grow old with you. I love you, Santana, and nothing will change that."
"I love you too." Santana smiled as Brittany kissed her again, allowing Santana to control the kiss.
"I made something special for you." Mrs. Lopez told Skylar, who was standing right next to Taylor, leaning on her leg. "I don't think you'll enjoy my stew, so Buela made you your own chicken dish."
Skylar stared up at her, and shook her head no. "Mami, mami make chicken." She stated softly.
"Buela makes good chicken too." Taylor assured her.
"Mami chicken." Skylar repeated, shaking her head and looking up at her grandmother, who smiled at her.
"Hmmmmm, you took my cookies and ran yesterday, but you smiled at me during dinner. You ate my homemade muffins this morning, but you frowned when I kissed you on the cheek." Mrs. Lopez laughed.
"And just now you smiled when you came home, but now you won't eat my chicken?"
"No." Skylar shook her head again, as Brittany walked in the kitchen and scooped her up, tickling her before setting her in her highchair.
"It smells good Maria." Brittany beamed,
"Red or white white goes better with it?"
Mrs. Lopez winked at Skylar, who was frowning at her, before glancing at Brittany.
"Santanita likes red, so that's fine."
Brittany nodded and walked to their wine selection over in the corner and scanned over the bottles, she picked up one that Santana loves from a local winery and set it on the table.
"Will Santanita be joining us for dinner?" Mrs. Lopez asked, handing Taylor a handful of silverware.
"Yes, she's just putting some salt down on the driveway and the sidewalk." Brittany nodded, she grabbed the bottle off of Skylar's high chair table and poured the milk into a sippy cup. "Let's try a cup for dinner." She told the tiny Latina, who immediately frowned at her.
"Ba ba." Skylar sniffled, reaching out her hands.
"Cuppy instead." Brittany shook her head and set it down on the high chair table, she wrapped Skylar's hands around the big handles and lifted it to her mouth, laughing when Skylar pressed her lips tightly together. She kissed her on the temple and began to help Taylor set the table.
Santana walked in the kitchen just as Mrs. Lopez was setting bowls on the table for everyone. Brittany glanced up at her and stood up, rubbing her arms and kissing her on the nose. "You're freezing." She frowned, before kissing her gently on the lips.
"It's snowing again." Santana stated. "Put the glass on the other side of the plate, Tay, otherwise good job, baby."
Taylor stared at the place setting and cocked her head to the side before shrugging and switching the glass. Mrs. Lopez set a piece of chicken on Skylar's high chair table and laughed when the baby shook her head no.
"Is this wine okay, San?" Brittany asked, holding up the bottle.
"Perfect." Santana nodded. "It smells great mami." She stated quietly to her mother, who smiled and pulled her biscuits out of the oven. She then glanced at Skylar, who now had tears streaming down her face.
"Hey, what's wrong Smiley?" She asked her, walking closer to her, cupping her chubby cheeks.
"Not mami chicken." She sniffled.
"Sky doesn't want Buela's chicken, she said she just wants yours." Taylor explained as Brittany set a cup of milk down in front of her.
Santana frowned and head up the piece of chicken, she held it to Skylar's mouth, trying to stifle her laughter when her daughter pressed her lips together tightly and shook her head. "Mami chicken."
"I didn't cook dinner tonight, sweetheart, your Buela did." Santana explained, she took a bite of the chicken herself, Skylar watching her carefully. "It's good, here try some." She offered it to her again, but Skylar covered her face and shook her head.
"Sky Sky." Brittany sighed. "You like chicken, sorry Maria, she's not usually like this with company or with food."
"Don't worry about it." Maria laughed. "This is exactly how Santanita was at her age, fussy around certain new people, teasing people, it means she likes me."
Santana glanced at her mother. "What?"
"The way Skylar is behaving is exactly what you did to your Uncle Ramon." Mrs. Lopez smiled. "When he first moved to Lima from Mexico you were exactly one year, he tried everything to get you to play with him, and you wouldn't budge, you would glare at him and cry when he reached for you, but we all caught you smiling at him, and staring at him, then suddenly one morning when he came over for breakfast, you ran into his arms to show him your new teddy bear and ever since then you've been attached to him."
Santana laughed. "I did that to him?"
Mrs. Lopez nodded and set a biscuit in the middle of Taylor's bowl. "Break it up so it soaks in, mi amor." She told her granddaughter.
"You are really close with your uncle." Brittany smiled, recalling all the times they've spent with her wife's uncle, who now lived in California. They hadn't seen him in over a year, but Santana did talk to him often via email and a few phone calls.
"So what do I do with her now?" Santana asked her mother. "I mean for dinner?"
"Pretend you are making her something new, but just give her the chicken." She shrugged and began to eat, accepting the glass of wine from Brittany.
Santana thought for a moment. "Mami will make you some chicken." She told her daughter, she popped the piece in her own mouth and went over to the stove, she pulled out a pan and set it loudly on the stove, glancing at Skylar who was watching her, before frowning at her grandmother, then staring back at her mother.
"Mami chicken." Skylar clapped happily as Santana moved around the pot on the stove, checking to make sure Skylar was watching her.
"You two are doing great with them." Mrs. Lopez smiled as she watched Skylar's face light up while she excitedly watched her mother.
"Buela, can we maybe do something on Saturday?" Taylor asked.
"Sure, if your mothers say it's okay, I was hoping to take you and Sky to the toy store." Mrs. Lopez smiled. "Then maybe to get some lunch, and then a little shopping."
"Whoa...that's like a whole day of stuff!" Taylor beamed.
Brittany looked at Santana who nodded.
"Of course, mami." Santana stated, rattling the pot on the stove. "They are your granddaughters, I don't know if Sky will go with how she's behaving but if she wants to go, of course, spend the day with them."
"This is going to be so fun!" Taylor smiled happily. "I told all my friends you were here."
Brittany smiled. "This is so good, Maria, I've missed your cooking."
Santana raised her eyebrow at her wife, but smiled while playfully raising her fist and shaking it teasingly. "I've tried this dish, but I don't think it came out right." Santana stated.
"Well, maybe you can show the spices you used and we can see what went wrong." Mrs. Lopez smiled as Santana transferred some of the chicken her mother made for Skylar into the empty pot, and scooped it in her bright yellow bowl for her, knowing the baby was watching her every move.
"Thanks, I would like it." Santana mumbled. "Chicken for Sky Sky." She then smiled happily, placing some green beans in the bowl. She set the bowl down for the baby, and kissed her on the cheek as she quickly began to pick up the pieces of chicken and green beans and eat them, occasionally staring at her grandmother with a smirk.
Mrs. Lopez smiled at the baby. "Glad you like it." She whispered watching her quickly eat the chicken she made for her.
Santana slid in bed next to Brittany, who was on her iPad doing a little work, and turned her head to kiss her. "Mmmmmmm." Brittany smiled into the kiss, cupping Santana's face, she moved her iPad and pulled the Latina to straddle her, wrapping her arms around her waist. "I'm proud of you for how well dinner went with your mom tonight."
Santana nodded and stared at her before pressing their lips together and linking her hands behind Brittany's neck. "I'm trying with her, I heard what you said about the girls being around her, and you're right." She stated. "I don't know if Sky really doesn't like my mom, or if she's just teasing her, but I want her to be comfortable with my mom, and my dad too; just like she should be with your parents. So how about we fly your parents up for Thanksgiving next week?"
Brittany's eyes lit up as she lowered her hands and began to rub Santana's butt slowly. "I thought you had to work next Friday?"
"I do, but I think it would be good for the girls to have some family around." Santana smiled softly, running her fingers through the blonde locks in front of her. "I think we all need a little family around."
"I love you." Brittany beamed.
"I love you too." Santana winked, kissing her again. "I'm sorry for everything."
"I know." Brittany nodded and hugged her tightly before kissing all over her face.
Santana blushed as the kiss broke and settled next to Brittany in bed, she cuddled close to her in bed, reaching for a medical magazine. She flipped to the page Brittany marked off for her and began to read the article, cuddling closer to Brittany, who wrapped her arm around her, pulling her impossibly closer. She picked up her iPad and began to continue the presentation she was working on.
Thirty minutes later Santana was fast asleep on Brittany's shoulder, her magazine having fallen on her lap. Brittany kissed her on the forehead and set her magazine on the desk, making sure to mark the page for her. She then pulled Santana closer to her so she was at a more comfortable angle, the Latina stirred a little and wrapped her arm around Brittany's waist in her sleep, rubbing her face against her shoulder before sighing and falling into a deeper sleep.
Brittany continued to work for another half hour, not wanting to wake up her wife just yet; she then rested her head on Santana's, inhaling her scent, the vanilla scented shampoo she used immediately invading her nose. She reached over to turn the light out, the slight moment her arms left Santana, the Latina woke up immediately.
"Brittany."
"I'm here, baby, I just turned off the light." Brittany replied. "Slide down and let's go to bed, it's already after midnight."
Santana nodded and slid down, resting her head on Brittany's pillow, she waited for Brittany to get comfortable and lock eyes with her before she moved closer to pull her into a kiss. Brittany allowed her wife to control the kiss as Santana moved to lie halfway on her as the kiss deepened.
Brittany laughed into the kiss when Brittany yawned into it. "You're tired, baby, let's get some sleep."
Santana chuckled slightly. "Okay, night Brit." She mumbled as she laid her head on the blonde's chest. Brittany wrapped her arms around her, hugging her tightly.
Saturday 8am
Brittany woke up to Santana kissing down her neck slowly, her hand massaging her breast over the thin material of her nightgown. Santana moaned softly and lowly to herself, her foot running up and down Brittany's leg slowly.
"Santana?" Brittany smiled, opening her eyes and reaching out to tangle her fingers in Santana's hair when the Latina immediately leaned in to kiss her.
"Good morning." Santana mumbled against
her lips.
"Did you just get in from work?" Brittany asked, glancing behind her at the time.
Santana nodded and moved to lay flush on Brittany. "I took a shower and now I need you baby."
Brittany blushed when she realized Santana was completely naked. "Oh..." She started to say but Santana's lips were on hers again immediately. Santana broke the kiss long enough to slip under the covers with Brittany, crawling back on her right away.
"I've been horny all night, and when I called for phone sex you didn't answer." She moaned against the pale skin on Brittany's neck, her skin feeling completely on fire when Brittany began to run her hands over her back and cup her butt, squeezing firmly.
"Sorry baby." Brittany shook her head. "I was up with Sky, she wouldn't sleep in her crib, so she stayed in here with me until almost 2am, when I took her back to her room."
Santana didn't reply, she instead stuck her finger in Brittany's panties and slipped in her folds, smirking at how wet her wife was already. She ran her tongue across Brittany's panty line slowly, smirking when she felt Brittany shudder under her touch. She crawled back up her body and kissed her deeply before unbuttoning her gown slowly, kissing Brittany's soft skin every time more was visible when another button was opened. She slid her tongue over Brittany's stomach, dipping her tongue in her bellybutton and slurping loudly. She glanced up at Brittany, who was now running her fingers through Santana's hair.
"Mmmmm, Santana." Brittany moaned when the Latina pulled down her panties and used her tongue to pry her lips open, she lifted Brittany's legs over her shoulder and winked at her wife. She wiggled to get comfortable before taking long, deep licks inside of Brittany, who bucked her hips and moaned loudly.
Santana laid flat on the bed and rubbed Brittany's thighs as she continued to taste her wife, getting more turned on every time she heard one of Brittany's low, breathy moans.
"Fuck." Brittany exhaled, one hand grabbing Santana's hair, the other clutching to the bedsheets. "Don't stop...baby...please don't stop." She panted as Santana slurped on her core and pulled Brittany more into her mouth.
"You taste amazing." She moaned, looking up and locking eyes with Brittany. "I love you." She added before dipping her tongue back into Brittany and slurping loudly on her, she wrapped her lips around Brittany's clit and sucked gently, sliding two of her fingers into her and starting to pump slowly, she crawled back up Brittany and began to kiss around her breasts.
"I love you, baby." Brittany breathed out, holding her tightly as Santana began to slam her hand into her. "Oh...oh...oh..."
Santana stopped and laid flush on Brittany again, grabbing her face and hungrily kissing her wife. Brittany ran her hands up and down Santana's back, landing on her butt and rubbing there as she rolled them over and started kissing down Santana's body. "I have to taste you, Santana."
Santana shook her head. "No, your back." She quickly rolled them back over.
"Shit." Brittany sighed, grabbing Santana's breasts and rubbing them, licking her lips. Her eyes lit up quickly as an idea popped in her head. "Sit on my face."
"What?" Santana asked with a smile.
"Sit on my face, now." She replied sternly with a smile.
Santana laughed and got on her knees, she stacked the pillows on the bed and put them under Brittany's head, she then continued to move forward until her core was hovering over Brittany's mouth.
Brittany reached up and grabbed her hips and lowered her down, she kissed all over Santana's thighs before beginning to pump her tongue in and out of the Latina, who was now holding on to the headboard and whimpering softly in pleasure, her head on her arm.
"Ten minutes of Brittany teasing her wife with her tongue, and one orgasm from Santana later, the Latina moved off of Brittany's face and settled back between her legs resting on her knees. She straddled Brittany's left thigh, angling herself as she lifted Brittany's right leg over her shoulder and scooted closer so their cores were touching and began to grind into her wife. She peppered kisses to Brittany's leg as she leaned forward on her hands that rested one on each of Brittany's sides. Brittany held Santana's thighs, biting her bottom lip as the familiar burn in her stomach started to form."
"Santana..." She moaned, blinking as a fresh wave of tears streamed out of her eyes.
Santana knew she was close so she dropped Brittany's leg from her shoulder and wrapped it around her waist. Santana began to move faster, kissing Brittany's tears away and cupping her face as the sounds of their skin sliding against each other's moisture filled the room with her throaty moans. Brittany stiffened underneath the Latina, who hid her face in her wife's neck and screamed as they both crashed at the same time, Santana continued to rock as best she could to bring both of them down. Brittany lifted her head, meeting Santana who leaned down as well and began to kiss all over face, cradling the back of her back. She finally stopped rocking and kissed Brittany's tears away before rolling off of her and lying next to her in bed.
"Are you okay?" Santana asked, wiping away a few more stray tears from Brittany's face.
"That's a great way to wake up." Brittany blushed. "I'm more than okay." She pressed her lips against Santana's briefly and laid on her chest, sighing in contentment.
"You know the best part about my mom being here?" Santana asked, pulling the cover over them before running her fingers through Brittany's hair.
"Hmmmmm."
"Automatic babysitter." Santana laughed. "So you can stay in bed and cuddle with me and take a morning nap."
"I need one after that past hour." Brittany blushed, she tilted her head up and kissed Santana's jaw, noticing how her breathing began to slow down as her wife drifted to sleep under her.
2pm
Skylar stood between Santana's legs, leaning against her mother's thigh, a pacifier in her mouth while she watches her grandmother sit on the floor and play a board game with Taylor and Brittany. Santana was trying to stay awake, still tired from her twelve hour shift, followed by the two hours she spent making love to Brittany, only leaving her with a short four hour nap before coming downstairs to spend some time with her family. She was leaning over on a stack of pillows, watching the three of them play, playfully pushing Skylar closer to them with her foot, and laughing each time her daughter would turn and frown at her before hugging her tighter.
"Here Sky." Taylor beamed, handing her sister a dollar from the Monopoly game.
Skylar smiled brightly and grabbed it quickly before leaning back on Santana, who's eyes popped open when she felt Skylar attempting to climb in her lap. She sat up and picked her up to set her on the couch before laying back down and swinging her legs on the couch to get more comfortable. Skylar leaned into her, staring at Mrs. Lopez intently.
"What time are you taking the girls, Maria?" Brittany asked.
"Whenever they are ready, we are going to the toy store." Mrs. Lopez smiled.
"Can we go to the pet store?" Taylor asked.
"Taylor Quinn Lopez-Pierce." Santana stated sternly.
Taylor sighed. "The toy store is fine." Mrs. Lopez locked eyes with her daughter, who shook her head no to her mother.
Mrs. Lopez nodded. "Skylar, would you like to come with Buela and Tay to the store? We can get some new toys."
"No." Skylar shook her head quickly, causing Santana to stifle her laughter.
"Well, I'll still bring you something back." Mrs. Lopez smiled. "What do you think your sister would want?"
Taylor perked up quickly. "She likes stuffed animals, ummmm puzzles, like the big kind so she can hold the pieces herself, she likes books, and her favorite color is yellow."
"How do you know that's her favorite color?" Brittany asked with a smile.
"Because Sky always stares at her clothes when she has on yellow, and she always reaches for the yellow puzzle pieces first." Taylor explained.
Santana nodded. "I've noticed that too."
"And she likes bananas." Taylor added. "They are yellow."
"Sky, you don't want to go with Buela?" Santana asked.
"No, mami." Skylar pointed to Santana and laid down in front of her.
"Okay, cuddle with mami." Santana smiled.
"You need to get some sleep before work tonight." Brittany told her, when she noticed Santana falling asleep.
"I know."
"Well, let's get going." Mrs. Lopez smiled. "Taylor, can you get ready to go, please?"
Taylor jumped up and ran to her bedroom to get her boots and coat. Mrs. Lopez winked at Skylar, who was staring at her, smiled shyly and shook her head before cuddling closer to Santana. "I'm wearing her down." Mrs. Lopez laughed before grabbing her coat.
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