Chapter 1: Strangers Talk
Callie sat comfortably in her seat: her fingers playing with the glass of red wine in her hand, her large brown eyes surveying the crowded room. People were in groups or coupled up everywhere, most of them drunk; laughing, singing and dancing, generally making a fool of themselves but having a good time. In spite of this, her eyes, after scanning the crowded room, were locked on one thing; the gorgeous and familiar looking blonde standing in the farthest corner, avoiding the hustle and bustle of the busy wedding reception. She was by herself, leaning against the stone wall, attempting and failing, to light the cigarette in her hand. Finally, having had enough, Callie threw her head back and tipped her glass one last time, emptying the contents and mustering up enough courage to approach the woman to see if she was in need of assistance.
With each step her eyes raked very obviously up and down the body of the woman infront of her. Her golden hair was hanging by her shoulders and down her back in loose waves and she was wearing a short black dress that clung to her body in just the right way; showing off her curves and killer legs, which were long and lean, and accentuated by a pair of very high stiletto heels. If that wasn't enough, she looked even better face to face than she did from across the room. Her skin was creamy and pale, and her cheeks were flushing a delicate pink, clearly flustered by her many failed attempts to light her damn cigarette. Her lips were also tinged pink, the small amount of lip-gloss on them making them shine but still look natural. She grinned at the sight of the blonde's pursed lips as she tried to spark the cigarette in her hand one last time, failing yet again.
It might have been the cutest thing she had ever seen.
"You know, most people would give up," Callie began, letting out a small laugh as piercing blue eyes snapped up to look into hers, startled. "Especially since you're not actually meant to smoke in here," she continued teasingly. A mischievous grin on her face as she took the woman's lighter from her hands and sparked the cigarette hanging from her mouth.
"I'm not most people," Arizona husked, exhaling deeply and making sure to blow the cloud of smoke away from the beautiful Latina who had come to her aid. "But thanks for enabling me, because if I'm going down, you're going down with me." She wiggled her eyebrows playfully and flashed a set of dimples, daring anyone to try to accuse her of being anything but angelic. Callie laughed and Arizona found herself joining in, noting that Callie had the most infectious laugh she had ever heard and the most beautiful, expressive brown eyes.
When the laughing ceased, awkwardness set in and Callie slipped into doctor mode. "Seriously though, this stuff kills you," she warned, with a stern look on her face.
Arizona felt her mouth go dry and her stomach flip. She should know better with her profession. "Oh, I know," she agreed, blushing slightly. "But I, um, only smoke on very rare occasions and tonight, well, it's one of them. What's your excuse?" She asked, laughing and pointing to the trail of empty wine glasses Callie had left on her now isolated table.
"Oh, trust me, those were needed," Callie informed her. "I shouldn't even be here, never mind be a bridesmaid. I was an alternate, you know? Last choice. There was an incident and the other bridesmaid, well; she couldn't make it, so I was drafted in. I've only recently got back in touch with the bride. I knew her a very, very, long time ago, so I was surprised she considered me." She let out a nervous laugh. "Before she did, I hadn't even been asked to the wedding as a guest, though she swore she intended to invite me all along." Shrugging her shoulders, she added, "You know how it is..."
"Hmm, I don't actually." Arizona's face was soft, her voice understanding as she asked, "Why don't you tell me?"
Callie leaned forward so her mouth was next to Arizona's ear as she whispered, "You could say I have a history with one of the guests?"
Arizona raised her eyebrows, her expression playful, "That sounds... interesting."
"Oh no, it isn't," Callie began, shaking her head emphatically. "It's actually really, really, boring."
Arizona grinned mischievously. "I don't know about that, I like history."
"No, this is the sad, dull, real people kind. You know, people getting hurt, lessons having to be learned, growing up. I'm only here because the bride was absolutely desperate."
"Or you are one of her closest friends but your history with this guest prevented her from inviting you earlier and it was only when she needed another bridesmaid she found the courage to ask you."
Callie smiled at Arizona's optimism, "Maybe." She thought about it for a moment, before continuing, "We were close at one point. At least, I think we were. The more I think about it the more I realize that the few people here I once considered friends were probably just my ex-girlfriend's friends and mine by proxy. I haven't seen most of them in over ten years. I'm practically a stranger now."
Arizona looked puzzled. "Why are you here then?"
"I asked myself that question on the plane, but I couldn't really figure it out. There were a couple of logical reasons; it was a free trip, the bride needed a bridesmaid, I could catch up with some old friends. Among others, that, well, were not so logical..." she trailed off, tilting her head.
Arizona gave her a knowing smile and they both stood staring at each other intently, taking in every feature on the other's face and making a mental note. It was only when a swarm of women flew past them in hope of catching the bride's wedding bouquet that they snapped out of their dazed state.
"Oh," Arizona said excitedly. "They're throwing the bouquet. Isn't that your cue to go try catch it?" She raised a playful eyebrow, "You know, single ladies?"
Callie raised her left hand and waved her fingers, flashing a ring, "I'm not single."
"You're married?" she asked, taking Callie's hand in her own and admiring the ring.
Callie looked down at her hand, "Engaged."
"Is your fiancée with you?"
"No," Callie began, shaking her head. "She couldn't make it. Work got in the way."
"What does she do?" Arizona asked, curious.
"She's a surgeon," Callie hesitated. "That's how we met, at work."
Arizona laughed, delighted, "You're a surgeon?"
Callie nodded. "Yeah, Ortho."
"Wow. That's awesome," Arizona replied. "That's some pretty impressive stuff you've got going on considering how much of a boy's club Ortho is."
Callie waved the compliment off, "It's not that big a deal when you're engaged to a world-renowned Cardio-God, trust me."
Arizona smiled, "Don't sell yourself short. You're a rockstar."
Callie's face lit up at that, before asking, "What about you?"
"Oh, Peds surgeon of course."
Callie let out a small laugh, "Hardcore, right?"
"Right," Arizona replied, grinning knowingly.
"So," Callie bit her lip, not knowing if she wanted to know the answer to her next question. "Are you, uh, seeing anyone?"
Arizona's face contorted a little, "I have a casual thing going on, but nothing serious. It's just fun."
Callie's mouth dropped open slightly, a smile on her lips, "Hmm, I know your kind. You don't come off as someone who just has fun."
Arizona smirked, "Looks can be deceiving."
"I guess people change," Callie replied, with a shrug of her shoulders.
"That's what tends to happen with age." Arizona paused, trying to keep the many questions running through her head from slipping out of her mouth, but one did, "Does your Cardio-God have a name?"
"Erica." Callie hesitated before asking, "What about your person?"
"Julie."
An awkward silence loomed over them as neither knew what to say next, the noise around them amplifying, their eyes shifting uncomfortably from each other to pretty much anything else in the room. Eventually, finding it unbearable, Callie spoke, "You know, I do remember meeting you before."
Arizona took a moment, several comebacks forming in her mind, but when she opened her mouth she simply uttered, "You do?"
Callie nodded her head and smiled. She spoke with a certain fondness as she recalled their first encounter. "You were sitting in the library by yourself with a book in your hand. Your eyes kept peering over the top checking me out, so I took a seat opposite you and introduced myself. Then I asked if you would have lunch with me."
Arizona laughed. "And I tried to play it cool and turn you down-"
"Yeah, but that didn't last long," Callie interrupted. A crooked smile covering her face.
Arizona smiled softly and they both paused for a second, reliving the memory.
"Dance with me?" Callie asked. An imploring look in her eyes.
Startled, Arizona looked at her for a moment, "I'm not much of a dancer."
Callie smiled, having been pretty sure Arizona wouldn't be able to say no to her. "Really?" she asked, not at all convinced.
Arizona shrugged, "I used to like dancing, but I find much less occasion for it nowadays."
"It's just one dance, for old-time sake," Callie pleaded, holding out her hands to Arizona.
A smiled tugged at the corners of Arizona's mouth and escaped as she said, "Okay, but only one."
Callie took Arizona's hands in her own, smiling and lacing their fingers together as she led her to the dance floor. It just so happened that the band started to play another song, the melody slower and sweeter than before. Callie smiled, pulling Arizona in closer so her hands were resting on her lower back and their breasts were just barely brushing against each other. Delicately entrapping her, yet effortlessly so, as Arizona seemed perfectly content to just stand there and be held in her arms. She was grateful that Callie began to lead, sort of swaying them along with the music. Her breath hitched as Callie's nose nuzzled against the side of her head instinctively, and she felt something like warmth radiate her heart. Responding, she lay her head on Callie's shoulder and they both sighed airily, choosing to enjoy the closeness and sway silently for a few faultless moments. And they did, until it became a little overwhelming.
Arizona's throat constricted and she took a deep breath as she asked, "Are you happy?"
"Hmm..." Callie hummed faintly, lifting her head slightly.
"Are you happy," Arizona repeated. "With Erica, I mean."
"I'm engaged to her," Callie breathed.
"That doesn't necessarily mean you're happy," Arizona said, shaking her head. "That just means you're content."
Callie sighed. "Let's not talk about Erica. If I talk about her, I'll feel too bad to do what I know I'm going to do, and I won't do it."
"What are you going to do?" Arizona whispered, her fingertips lightly travelling the length of Callie's spine before settling on her lower back again.
"I don't know yet," Callie backpedalled, answering honestly. "But I just want to stay like this for now, is that okay?"
Arizona pulled Callie even closer, tightening her grip, "It's perfect."
They continued to dance in silence, gently swaying to the music and enjoying the connection they shared, until the song came to an abrupt end.
"Thank you," Callie whispered in Arizona's ear, pulling back to look into her eyes.
Arizona stared right back at her, lost in the sea of chocolate brown that was Callie's eyes. Nodding her head once, she smiled softly and replied, "Anytime."
With that, they reluctantly broke the embrace they were in, taking a step back and putting some distance between them.
"Do you want to get a drink?" Callie asked, waving an arm in the direction of the bar.
"Sure," Arizona replied, following Callie and taking a seat next to her on one of the high stools.
Once they had ordered their drinks Callie sighed, "You know, I tried to contact you..."
Arizona placed a hand on Callie's so it was grazing it ever so slightly. Looking deeply into her eyes she said, "Let's not talk about that. You're killing me, you know?" Callie gave her best half-hearted smile, her eyes full of sadness. "How long are you here?" Arizona asked, curious.
"Just the night." Callie shook her head. "It was really last-minute but I have a room, here, at the hotel."
"Yeah," Arizona said softly, raising an eyebrow. It came out as more of a question, looking for confirmation that they were both on the same page about where this night was heading.
A bright smile covered Callie's face, "Do you want to get out of here?"
"I thought you'd never ask," Arizona replied, tipping her glass and emptying the contents
With that, they left the reception and stumbled into the small elevator in the hotel lobby. They both stood close to each other staring ahead, it was uncomfortable but maddeningly alluring at the same time. The cramped, claustrophobic, and impersonal space was also enticing, romantic, and private, sparking desire within them and allowing the sexual tension to build to unbearable heights. When Arizona finally allowed herself to look over at Callie, a charming smile spread across her face, eliciting a smile from Callie in return. They continued to watch each other, feeling the heat rise between them. They could have easily hit the emergency stop in that moment and had their way with each other right there and then. However, the heavy metal doors slid open with a ding and able to breathe again they both stepped out. Needing some physical contact after that slow and torturous ride on the elevator Callie grabbed Arizona's hand, smiling as she led her down the narrow hall towards her room. She had wanted this for so long but her brain processing everything started to feed into her nervousness and she felt guilt wash over her.
She stopped suddenly, turning to face Arizona, "What about Julie?"
"I told you, it's nothing serious," Arizona replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"What about Erica?" Callie inquired, the guilt etched on her face.
Arizona gave Callie's hand a tight squeeze; sure the physical connection would help most in this moment. "You really aren't feeling good, are you?" She pouted. "As a doctor, I recommend you go to straight to bed." Callie smiled at her playfulness, gripping Arizona's hand tighter and pulling her down the hall towards her room.
When they reached the door she rummaged through her bag and pulled out the key card, swiping it so the door opened with a click. "So, we're here. What are we going to do?" She asked, closing the door behind them, feigning innocence with a seductive grin on her face.
Arizona pulled her closer to her body. "What do two people usually do all alone in a hotel room late at night?" she asked. Her hand cupping Callie's face; her thumb gently grazing the warm caramel skin of her cheek before softly gliding along Callie's lower lip.
Callie closed her eyes nuzzling into the pale hand, and then let out a deep sigh. "You know, I'm really sorry. I tried-" she started, before being cut off by Arizona's index finger on her lips.
"Don't apologize. We don't need to talk," Arizona whispered into Callie's ear. Her hot breath making her shiver.
"I'm only here tonight," Callie explained, distracted by Arizona's mouth nibbling on her ear. "I need to leave in the morning, you know that? I need to go home."
"I know, now let me make the most of it," Arizona replied. Her hands slowly travelling the length of Callie's body, grazing her breasts before settling on her hips; fingertips drawing small circles on the tops of her thighs.
"I can't believe we are doing this," Callie breathed. "And yet, I knew I couldn't stop this from happening. The minute I saw you, I just knew," she admitted. "I know this isn't going to end well. There are no happy endings in our future," she sighed, defeated.
"We can make each other happy now," Arizona replied, optimistic, as usual. "But first," she began, smiling seductively. "We need to get you out of this dress." She turned Callie and slowly unzipped her dress, placing wet kisses on the newly exposed flesh of her spine. Callie groaned at the feeling of Arizona's soft lips and tongue on her back, her fingertips ghosting the flesh as she pulled the dress down her curvaceous body. When it caught on her hips Arizona moved to Callie's front and dropped to her knees, tugging the restricting material.
"You look good down there," Callie teased. Arizona's hands still travelling playfully slapped Callie's ass; making her gasp, then laugh, before continuing to pull the dress down her legs; all the while peppering kisses on her toned thighs, causing Callie to quiver and place her hands on Arizona's shoulders for support. When the dress hit the floor she looked up, appreciating the sight.
Arizona got to her feet and smiled, "Your body has changed so much." Callie stepped out from the dress, left in only a bright red laced bra and matching panties. She watched as Arizona's eyes raked up and down her body, and judging by the darkened arousal in them, she liked what she saw. Arizona leaned forward, mouth hovering over Callie's, staring straight into her eyes as whispered, "You're breathtaking."
Callie shook her head in disbelief, sounding just a little insecure, "God, you haven't seen me naked in over ten years."
"You look even better with age," Arizona assured her. Callie made a noise in the back of her throat as Arizona's breath washed over lips, "You are stunning, Calliope." She closed the gap between them as she whispered, "Always."
Callie's lips tingled as they gently grazed Arizona's soft pink ones; her mouth parting instantly when she felt Arizona lean in and apply more pressure, her tongue gliding seamlessly along her lower lip, seeking entrance. She welcomed it and let out the tiniest of moans as their tongues met for the first time, massaging each other so sensually; slowly exploring each other's mouths before easing into an intricate dance. Arizona kissed Callie with such passion that she was blown away. She seemed to be pouring everything she felt into it, making her feel it too. She whimpered against her lips, overwhelmed by the feeling and ultimately wanting more. Her hands wandered the length of Arizona's arms, her fingertips caressing her soft skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake until they reached her shapely hips and settled there. She felt a shiver go through Arizona's body from the contact and she loved how she reacted to her touch. It was a soft, tender and passionate kiss, both women taking the time to rediscover each other's mouths, but it also ignited a fire deep within them. It felt like their every nerve was exposed; every touch causing sparks to course through their bodies and settle between their legs, making them throb with desire.
Callie moved her mouth to Arizona's ear, "You don't know how long I've wanted this." Her voice was seductive, an octave lower than usual, deep and sexy as hell. Her hands expertly made their way to Arizona's back reaching for the zip of her dress and pulling it down slowly. She looked straight into those darkened blue eyes as she pushed the dress off Arizona's pale shoulders, watching it drop to the floor.
Arizona grinned seductively. "There's still too many clothes," she husked, capturing Callie's bottom lip between her teeth. Her mouth moved from Callie's lips to her jaw line, then down her neck, nipping and sucking the soft flesh; while her hands made their way to her tanned back, fingers unhooking the red bra that was holding up two perfectly delicious looking breasts. She groaned as it dropped to the floor, admiring the sight infront of her for a second. Arizona was and always had been a boob girl, and Callie, well, she had good boobs - fucking glorious boobs. Callie made good use of Arizona's ogling by hastily removing the black silk bra that was covering her chest, throwing it to the ground. Then Arizona went to work; her hand kneading Callie's left breast; pinching and rolling her nipple between her fingers, whilst exploring Callie's right breast with her mouth; kissing and licking around her nipple, teasing, before taking it into her mouth. Callie arched her back and grabbed a fistful of blonde hair, moaning as she felt Arizona's moist tongue swirling her rock hard nipple, teeth pinching it gently, making her gasp in both pain and pleasure as her tongue soothed the spot right away. Feeling satisfied with Callie's response Arizona gave it one last pull with her teeth, a little harder, causing Callie to moan louder this time and leaving it standing at attention.
Callie's chest was heaving as Arizona switched breasts, her hand taking over the wet nipple that had just left her mouth and vice versa. Her moans turned into pleas for Arizona to take her to bed, to take her right now; the heat between her legs throbbing, begging for release. Arizona didn't have to be told twice, with a seductive grin she crashed their lips together in a ferocious kiss, her tongue mapping Callie's mouth out with determined possession as they danced their way towards the bed, their hands roaming each other's bodies; gripping onto anything and everything. Callie's knees hit the back of the bed and she landed in a sitting position. Arizona crawled up onto her lap and pushed her back onto the mattress. She leaned down and kissed Callie hungrily and Callie returned the kiss, her hands sliding up the back of Arizona's pale thighs to her ass, swallowing her moans before slipping the pair of black panties she was wearing off her hips and as far down her legs as possible, letting Arizona kick them off. Her eyes now black with lust, raked over the unbelievably gorgeous and naked form in front of her, Arizona wearing nothing but the smirk on her face. Pale hands travelled down between their bodies, fingers hooking onto either side of Callie's soaking underwear. Biting her lip, Callie lifted her hips, allowing Arizona to drag them down her toned thighs and legs; her nails dragging against her skin as she pulled them completely off, letting them drop to the floor.
Arizona swallowed visibly at the sight, and then licked her lips. "You look so hot like this," she growled, hovering over Callie's naked body. Her dark hair was sprawled across the pillow, her lips bruised and her lust-filled eyes staring back at Arizona intently. Her mouth was drawn to Callie's like a magnet. Powerless to resist, she couldn't help but lean down and capture them with her own. Pulling back, they breathed the same air for a moment, just looking lovingly into each other's eyes. "I can't believe this is happening," Arizona whispered, her lips hovering a hair's breadth away from Callie's.
Callie raised a hand to cup Arizona's cheek, her thumb grazing the soft skin. "Me neither," she admitted. "But I'm so glad that it is," she smiled, lifting her head to kiss Arizona again.
Arizona laughed and closed the gap, parting Callie's lips this time and teasing her tongue with her own. Callie hummed her approval, opening her mouth and drawing Arizona's tongue in, using a hand to pull her down by the neck so she was pressed against her tightly; the gap between their naked bodies filled. They fit together perfectly. It felt so good ... so, right.
Arizona snaked a hand down between their bodies, her fingers hungrily seeking out Callie's clit and circling it teasingly, before travelling further south to play in the abundance of wetness she found. "You're so hot and wet for me Calliope," she whispered in Callie's ear, her hot breath sending a shiver down Callie's spine. No one ever used her full name in bed and hearing it gained an additional moan. She blazed a trail of nips and sucks along Callie's jaw, using her fingers to spread her wet lips: sliding her middle finger through her folds. "I've been going crazy for you since I first saw you tonight," she admitted, her voice thick with lust as she sucked on Callie's pulse point. Callie inhaled sharply as Arizona slid her fingers in and out of her, deliciously slowly: teasing her. "Mm, you feel good."
Callie's eyes rolled back into her head and a violent moan escaped her luscious lips. "Please..." she breathed, the need in her voice apparent. It danced through the air, crackling with tension and desperation.
She needed this.
She needed her.
And Arizona knew it.
She could feel it.
Everything about having Callie at her mercy was setting her body on fire to the point she could barely control herself.
She smiled wickedly, capturing Callie's lips with her own, before kissing her way down the valley of her breasts, then her stomach, leaving a trail of desire; blue eyes never leaving the lustful brown orbs staring back. She positioned herself between Callie's legs; her hair tickling Callie's inner thigh and breath teasing her heated core. She placed a brief kiss on a freckle that sat just above her core, breathing in the scent of her arousal - it was intoxicating. Callie whimpered, lifting her head to see what was taking so long, but her head fell back down and her hips rose with a gasp as Arizona delved into her; licking her length and teasing her opening with her tongue.
"Arizona!"
That was the first time Callie had said her name that night and her name had never sounded so good coming from someone else's mouth.
Encouraged by the moans of sheer ecstasy falling from Callie's lips, Arizona's tongue continued to explore every inch of her, finding every sensitive spot, noting how she would react to each of them: trembling, squirming, chest heaving and hands gripping the sheets. She reveled in the fact she could bring this woman such pleasure and was addicted to her sweet taste. In no time she had Callie's body wound so tight that she thought she might snap with just a flick of her tongue.
Callie gave herself over completely to the sensations Arizona was able to make her feel, her tongue burying itself deep inside of her, filling her so completely that she felt she was ready to explode; her nails clawed at Arizona's back before gripping a fistful of her blonde hair, desperate to hang on to something, anything, to keep her grounded. "Fuck Arizona, please..." she groaned through clenched teeth. Arizona knew exactly what Callie wanted and without having to ask, she obligingly took the bundle of sensitive nerves into her mouth, sucking hard, whilst also sliding two fingers deep inside of her with ease, setting a pace. The room was filled with gasps, moans and curses as Arizona's fingers curled hitting that sweet spot over and over again, each thrust harder and deeper than the last.
"Oh, God, yes..." Callie's heart was racing, pounding against her chest and drumming in her ears as the start of her orgasm ripped through her entire body, leaving her shuddering and shivering around Arizona's magical fingers and tongue. Arizona didn't stop when she felt Callie's orgasm reach its peak, she continued to lick, suck and nibble furiously until a second wave crashed over her, leaving Callie even more breathless and panting harder than before.
Callie realized she might have been pulling at Arizona's hair a little too hard, as her knuckles were now completely white, so she loosened her grip a little, admiring the scene in front of her. It was unbelievably hot, seeing Arizona's head between her legs, licking her painfully slowly, cleaning up every last trace of her orgasm. As if aware Callie's eyes were on her, Arizona pulled her mouth away, looking up to meet her gaze. Her mouth twitched into a knowing smirk before she torturously slowly let her tongue peek out, giving Callie one last lick from the bottom of her core to the top, never breaking eye contact. Callie's eyes fluttered shut briefly and she let out a small whimper, her legs twitching ever so slightly. At that, Arizona slowly made her way up Callie's body. "You are so beautiful," she sighed pushing back a stray hair stuck to Callie's sweaty forehead, admiring her face before leaning down and placing a brief but passionate kiss on her lips.
"Mmm," Callie moaned. Pulling back, she grinned mischievously, "I taste good on your lips."
Arizona growled, "You will be the death of me." She pulled Callie back in for a longer, more intimate kiss.
As the kiss became more heated Callie pulled away, "Let's test that theory, eh?" She was ready to flip Arizona onto her back, but she stopped her.
"Nuh-uh, Calliope. Good things come to those who wait..." Arizona teased. She knew it wouldn't take long for her own release to take over and she had other plans. "I want us to come together," she purred as she ran her hand softly over Callie's face, her neck, her breasts and down to her heated core. "I want to feel you against me," Callie instinctually opened her legs a little more giving Arizona better access. "I want to be as close to you as possible." Callie smiled as Arizona positioned herself so their centers connected, slowly rocking, creating a rhythm. "Fuck, you feel so good," she moaned to Callie, feeling their already sensitive clits pulsate together; causing more and more friction with each grind of their hips. Both women moaned and let out small whimpers as the urgency between them amplified and their cores got wetter. The slickness and pressure was enough to push them both over the edge and they reached their climax together; Arizona's quivering body landing on top of Callie's, folding in on her as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm; whilst Callie's teeth sunk deep into her shoulder.
Both bodies lay tangled together, chests heaving, heartbeats racing…
When their breathing returned to normal Callie kissed Arizona and flipped her over onto her back. "I think I've waited long enough," she growled, with a mischievous grin on her face, slowly kissing her way down Arizona's toned body. Burying her head between her legs before she looked up and asked, "Don't you?" Arizona nodded vigorously, her eyes fluttering shut as Callie set about making her feel just as good as she had.
After a few hours of worshipping each other's bodies and endless orgasms the two lay satisfied, sweaty and breathing heavily on either side of the bed.
Arizona panting, turned to face Callie, looking into her eyes, "That was-"
"Amazing," Callie breathed, placing a chaste kiss on Arizona's lips and pulling her into her arms so her head rest on her shoulder. "You're amazing," she repeated, making Arizona smile.
"We're amazing," Arizona corrected her.
A comfortable silence filled the room as their breathing stabilized, both appreciating the simplicity of the moment, just lying in bed together, holding each other.
Nothing else mattered in that moment.
"So, what was your ex like? The one people were scared to have you in the same room with." Arizona asked, curious, her fingers nervously drawing small patterns on Callie's bare stomach.
"She was a smoking hot blonde, with these big blue eyes and dimples that would drive me crazy - one flash of those and I was gone. We met in high school and were instantly smitten. I loved her, but my parents had a problem with me being gay and sent me away to boarding school. We never crossed paths again, as much as I tried. She was my first, well, everything..."
Silence filled the room, followed by a sigh, "Arizona, I missed you so much."
Both women were aware of the fact Callie would be boarding a plane in a couple of hours to head back to her life with her fiancée, leaving Arizona behind and popping the pretty pink bubble they had been floating in all night. Reality had been unkind to them in the past, ripping away their chances, both women resigned to a life without the other, but now the impossible had happened, fate had brought them together.
"Please don't leave me again... Stay ... Please ..." Arizona pleaded. The heartbreak and desperation in her voice apparent as she lay in the arms of her one and only love; the love of her life - Calliope Iphegenia Torres.