"I'm not gay!"
"You are, or your bi. Either way Calliope, the fact that this keeps happening, proves something."
They were sitting next to each other on the sofa, Arizona had her hand on the brunettes knee.
"Yeah, that you're just a really good lay!"
That stung. They'd been having sex occasionally for the last 6 months, and it just kept happening. But it was never just sex, at least not for Arizona, and she was pretty sure it was meant something for Callie as well. She was getting serious feelings for Callie, and she was finally going to make her talk about it.
"Callie you're having frequent sex with another woman."
"It's only sex!"
Arizona scoffed, and removed her hand.
"Mmm, don't go, please?"
Arizona looked down from where she sat at the side of the bed, naked. Callie was drunk, and Arizona had just promised herself it would be the last time. Callie was also in that state just after sex, that wasn't helped by the alcohol flowing through her veins.
"Stay?"
"Callie it's not a good ide-"
"Please?"
Callie had opened her eyes to look up at the blonde, and held her wrist that was pulling the skinny jeans up the gorgeous woman's legs.
Arizona looked down at the Latina. She really was the most beautiful woman she'd ever seen, even with the smudged make up and the bags under her eyes- a result of working 20hrs straight. She really couldn't deny this woman anything, even if it was causing her more and more pain.
She sighed and removed her jeans, turning to face the woman underneath the sheets.
"Hold Me?"
Of course Arizona obliged, taking Callie in her arms from behind, their naked skin setting off sparks.
"I love you"
It was barely a whisper, and Callie was already in a deep sleep when Arizona kissed her head and whispered those 3 words.
"Calliope Iphigenia Torres, you're kidding yourself if you think this is just sex. I've known you 3 years."
"Fine, but do you know how many people- Guys I have had sex with? I couldn't even tell you, it's that many. I love sex, and you're just the source at the moment!"
"Callie. How many people have you had sex within the past 6 months?"
Arizona already knew, it was none. Zero.
"How many beds have you shared other than mine in the past 6 months, even if it really is just to sleep? You're kidding yourself, and by the time you realise that I'll be gone."
With that Arizona left the Attending's Lounge, ready to go home to her kitten and bottle of chardonnay. She was hoping for Callie to say something, or for her to call after her, but nothing. Unbelievable, why must she always fall for newborns?
AN1: Okay so I know how much short chapter suck, but really needed this as a start.
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