A New Life

18.

(Santana's POV)

(7 months later...)

It's December 20th and Christmas is right around the corner and this year my excitement is beyond anything I have experienced before! London at Christmas time is so magical, it actually feels Christmassy, it's snowy, it's cold and you get to wrap up warm and toast marshmallows on the fire, go ice skating, darker nights earlier. All things you couldn't really do in Miami as it would be December and 75F!

These last seven months have been a bit turbulent, I haven't seen the kids yet. There have been some issues to say the least. They were due to fly over three months after I got here but Mateo had to undergo surgery for his appendix and Britt wasn't then confident to let Izan and Sofia fly out together chaperoned. Then once Mateo had fully recovered from that other things kept cropping up, their end and mine. Then the kids, Brittany and Jax all went to Kenya on a safari vacation and Britt contracted the Ebola virus, thankfully she only got it mildly, but still they all had to quarantine until it was safe to fly home. They only got back about a month and a half ago, so between Britt and I we decided to hold out until Christmas for them to come and visit. Despite not seeing my kids in the flesh for seven months we have more than regular phone calls and FaceTime calls.

The kids land tonight, they are coming over with Callie, Arizona and their kid; Sofia. We are all going to spend Christmas together at my apartment. My parents will be arriving on the 23rd too to spend it with us. I wanted to hire someone to decorate the penthouse for us, to make it look professional yet homely and magical, but Grace insisted that we did it ourselves. I may as well have hired someone to do it with what we have spent on decorations and ornaments. We went shopping in Harrods, which is the UK's version of Macy's I guess but on a grander scale. We ordered so much that we had to pay extra for it all to be delivered, then we spent so much that they threw in a giant teddy for free which usually retails at around £500. Crazy thing is, we still are not done! We need to get a few final things here and there so I said I would take Callie and Arizona with me so they can experience the high end luxury retailer.

We may have also gone a little over the top with presents for the kids too, we shopped at Hamley's which is where the British Royal Family shop for their kids! Not seeing my own babies for seven months has certainly sent me on a guilt trip. It's been so hard, much more difficult than I had initially anticipated, there is nothing you can do or tell yourself that will fully prepare you for such a change.

"Babe!" Grace calls out. "I'm in the bath!!" I call back, moments later Grace walks in. A devilish grin consuming her face almost instantly. "I love it when you're wet babe" she smirks. "Mmmhmm I bet you do, but I am bathing alone" I laugh as I see the slight disappointment on her face. "Damn, brutal! What time does their flight get in?" she asks me as she comes over and sits on the edge of the tub. "Around 7:00pm, thought we could order in tonight? The kids will be shattered." I suggest. "Sounds good. I'm going to head out okay, but I'll see you later." Grace pecks me on top of my head. "I didn't think you had to work today? Offices were closed for Christmas?" I say frowning a little. "They are...but when you have clients like ours, sometimes things like festive holidays have to wait. I'll only be a few hours I promise." I sulk a little at this news. "Don't pout, it's not attractive." she jokes, but my face remains the same. "Ah I see, you need something to put you in a good mood.."

Grace rolls up her sleeve and dips her arm slowly below the water, finding my core right away as she runs her middle and index finger through my folds. Her lips connect with the pulse point on my neck as she sucks hard, making my breath hitch. Light moans leave my lips, this does feel good and is certainly putting me in a better mood. Just as I begin to lose myself under her touch, she retracts her hands. "Hey!" the pouty face makes a comeback. "We can finish this later, well...you will finish later." she gives me a mischievous wink and leaves me flustered in the bath.