Arizona sat at the end of the couch and watched as twilight crept through her window. She had been awake for hours and was anything but tired. Falling in love does this to a person, she thought. It supplies endless energy. It had been so long since she felt such intensity. She sighed in resignation, pressed her weight into an oversized cushion, and surrendered to the thoughts she had spent the last several hours fighting. A floodgate opened and she vividly replayed the events of the night before when she and Lauren were held captive by a torrential storm at Grey Sloan Memorial. As if watching from above, she replayed the exact moment when Lauren gently walked her backward, pinning her body against the cool steel of the elevator wall. She recalled the instant their lips touched and how the sensual urgency of Lauren's kisses devoured her essence. How her body instantly reacted to Lauren's taste, smell, and touch. She shuddered as she recalled the moment when Lauren's lips left her own to kiss a trail down her neck and along her collar bone. How it took every ounce of energy she had to stop Lauren's lips from making their way to taut nipples strained against laced fabric. She closed her eyes and replayed the moment when her leg began to shake and how gently and gracefully Lauren responded by shifting her stance so that her own leg was between both of Arizona's. She bit her lip while remembering the sensation of Lauren's hip bone pressed against her center. She let her mind linger on this memory for a long while before moving on to the sound of Lauren's throaty moan. How it's lustful timbre, in harmony with her own sounds of want, reminded her that she was a married woman. It was in that instant, when she knew that the connection between them was something that simply could not be reduced to a one-night-stand. With conscious determination, she slid her hands into Lauren's and pulled away just enough to make eye contact. She remembered how grateful she was that Laurel understood the message she sent with her eyes begging her to stop because she hadn't the willpower or strength to ask.