A/N- Reviews are welcome and appreciated!
Callie reached under the bed and pulled out a pair of black stiletto heels. She grimaced before sliding them on, then walked toward the full length mirror that was situated in their room. The Latina analyzed her reflection, smoothing out the fabric of the new little black dress she had purchased, which was specifically made for expecting mothers. The material was tight and flattering around her chest and thighs while loose around her expanding stomach. Callie had just recently "popped", so her stomach was only slightly bigger than usual, but at $200+, she wanted to get several months of use out of the formal wear. She scrunched her face up as she continued to run her hands across her stomach, trying to flatten the fabric that was bunched up around it.
Arizona tiptoed behind Callie and wrapped her arms lovingly around her, pushing her body close against her girlfriend's back. She kissed the brunette softly and met her gaze in the mirror. "Hi you," Arizona said, smiling. "Ready to go?"
Callie groaned, tilting her head against the blonde's cheek. She sighed. "I look horrible," the Latina complained, playing with the fabric around her hips.
Arizona rolled her eyes. "You look beautiful, Calliope. Stunning. Breathtaking." The blonde ran her hands over Callie's stomach and then snaked her fingernails slightly against the brunette's thighs. "And sexy. Very sexy."
Callie swiftly moved out of her girlfriend's grasp and turned to face her, pouting. "I do not look sexy. I look fat. I feel bloated. My ankles are swollen. These heels suck!" Callie stomped toward the bed and sat on the edge. She leaned down and rubbed her ankles, groaning.
Arizona moved forward and stood in front of Callie, running her fingers through soft, brunette waves. The blonde leaned down slightly and kissed her girlfriend's forehead gently. "You do look sexy, you do not look fat, and I'm sorry your ankles are bothering you. Wear flats?" Arizona suggested, smiling.
Callie was not amused. She grumbled as she grabbed her purse from the top of the dresser, then returned to the mirror, fixing her hair. "I'm not wearing flats," the brunette barked. "Let's just go."
Arizona sighed before picking up her own purse and following Callie into the living room. She flicked the lights off, leaving only a slight shimmer from the one lamp they always kept on in the kitchen. Her heels clicked on the tiling as moved toward the fridge to grab a water bottle, a habit Callie didn't always understand but never argued with.
Callie smiled as she saw Arizona's behind sticking out, her head deep in the refrigerator, searching. It was then that she realized how beautiful the blonde looked tonight. She was in a deep blue cocktail dress and matching heels, her wavy locks styled in tight curls for the evening. When Arizona turned, Callie noticed the slight smidge of pink lipgloss spread across her girlfriend's lips, as well as the dark eyeliner and smoky mascara that brought out her beautiful crystal eyes even more than usual. The brunette stepped forward and flashed a soft smile, resting her hands around Arizona's waist and pulling her forward slightly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be short, I'm just…"
"A hormone casserole?" the blonde teased, kissing Callie's nose. "Yes, I know. Its ok, Calliope. I just figured it would be nice to get out of the house and have a girls' night. Teddy is gonna meet us there, Bailey said she might show up later."
Callie distractedly snaked her hand beneath Arizona's short cocktail dress, her fingernails drawing little circles on the side of her girlfriend's toned thighs. The brunette inched her lips closer to her girlfriend's until they barely brushed against one another. Callie smiled as she watched Arizona's eyes flutter shut, leaning in for a kiss. "Ready to go?" she breathed across the blonde's lips, grinning. The Latina walked back to the apartment door and flashed a bright smile at her girlfriend.
Arizona opened her eyes and scrunched her nose. "Tease," she hissed, meeting Callie at the door. "I'll remember that later."
