_Callie POV_

I was fuming so I decided to take a shower. I needed to cool down so even though the water was freezing, I didn't feel a thing. I stood there for a while and just thought about the whole fight. I do need to apologize to George. I must've hurt him that I didn't tell him. I married him for Christ sake, I should have been able to tell him that about me. I was just scared that he would think of me differently after I told him but that doesn't excuse or justify not telling him. When he comes back, I'll apologize. I got out the shower and was in my robe drying my hair with a towel when I heard a knock at the door. It was after 10 pm and the only people from the hospital that stayed at the Archfield were Addison, the chief, and Mark Sloan so I was confused. I opened it to find my husband on the other side.

"Hey" he said.

I gave him a confused look and said, "Hey"

We just look at each other for 10 seconds of silence and I broke it when I asked, "Why did you knock if you have-"

"I left my room key in the desk by the laptop. Plus I thought it would be appropriate to knock to see if it was okay for me to come back now. Is it okay… I mean are you okay with me… you know coming back in?"

I let out a light laugh at his dorkiness and stepped aside as I said "Yeah, come in"

He walked in and I closed the door and turned to face him. He took of his coat and put it at the foot of the bed and just looked at me. He looked at me with big eyes that were glossed with regret and hurt. It made me just want to wrap my arms around him and never let go. And to my surprise he was the first to speak. I could tell this was hard for him to say because he said it in one breath without stopping

"I'm sorry Callie. I should've have laughed at you when you said you thought Izzie had feelings for me. And I overreacted to finding out you have money. I shouldn't have shouted at you like I did and said how it's not fair that I'm always wrong 'cause so far it's been me making all the mistakes and I don't blame you for the way you reacted to them because you have been nothing but a loving and supportive wife while my friends are quick to judge you and I don't defend you like I should."

He finally paused and I tried to stop him from his long apology 'cause I already forgave him.

"George."

"It's just I was hurt that you didn't trust me and how much I loved you enough to tell me. And I know that your money ruined relationships for you in the past but none of those guys were your husband and you told me that you never loved them like you love me so it hurt when I found out that you kept this from me and lied about your family."

"George"

"But then I realized that I haven't given you much assurance by picking my friends over you sometimes and there could be many worse things to lie about than finding out my wife is an heiress."

"George! Could you stop talking for a second?!"

"Uhh… okay"

"I forgive you. When you left I got to thinking and I realized why you were so mad and that this time it's my fault. I made the mistake. When I brought up Izzie in our fight it was my way of avoiding that but it is my fault and I'm sorry. I really am and I hope that it doesn't change anything between us or change your image of me. I'm sorry I hurt you and I love you."

"Thank you and I forgive you too."

He came over to me took my hands, "But there's more. Come sit down." He led me to the bed still holding one of my hands. We sat down on the left side on the edge and he took both of my hands in his. He took a deep breath and released it before saying,

"When you kicked me out earlier, I went to Meredith's house to talk to Izzie"

I already didn't like it but I let him continue.

"I told Izzie that she needs to stop insulting you and our marriage. I told her that you're my wife and I love you so she had to love you too or she's out of my life. I told her she needed to be supportive and help me and give me advice when I needed it because that's what best friends do."

Well, that's good but he looked like he had to tell me more so I stayed quiet and listened.

"We started drinking brandy and I told her about our fight". He winced like he thought I would start screaming. I got a little mad but I kept calm so he continued.

"We weren't drunk but I got loose enough to tell her about how you thought she had feelings for me. I didn't mean to it just came out cause I was talking about the whole fight. It turns out that she thought she did and she must have thought I gave her a look or something saying I do too because she grabbed my face and kissed me bu—"

I pulled my hands out if his as I stood up and yelled, "What! I knew it! I told you George! I'm gonna kill that bitch!"

George stood up and put his hand on my shoulders and said, "Calm down, I pushed her off me immediately and screamed at her for it. I told her that she doesn't have feelings for me because she still loves Denny. And even if she did have feelings for me that I have a wife who I love so I would never feel the same about her and that we could not be friends anymore if she really did."

He finally defended me. I wanted to jump up and down but he still had his hands on my shoulders like he wanted to say more.

"I told her that she was just jealous that we have what she never got the chance to have and for some reason she thinks she is losing me as a friend by being married to you so she is taking her anger out on you. I told her that she is confusing love for missing me as a friends because she's not the only woman in my life anymore. That's when she told me that she thinks I'm right. She told me she doesn't really hate you. She's just feels like you stole her dream but you didn't. You are just living your dream. She wants to apologize to you tomorrow. And not 'cause I told her to. She said she would do it all by herself and what to make amends."

I let all he just said to me sink in and when it finally did I wrapped by arms around his waist and pulled him against me and kissed him. Hard. I put all the emotion I could into the kiss.

After kissing until we ran out of the air. Our lips pulled apart with our foreheads still touching.

George breathed out, "Wow. If this is what happens after all our intense fights, we should have them more often."

I gave the biggest smile that I could give. I pulled my forehead from his so I could look straight into his eyes.

"You defended me. You stood up for me and put me first. You acted out of love for me. You showed me you love me as much as I love you and you finally used your words so I'm over the moon right now."

"I do love you. So much. And I'm sorry for making you doubt that and just so you know, you are the most beautiful women in the world to me. Your face and body mesmerizes be every time I see it. Do you remember the night you wrote your number on my hand?"

"Yeah, I do. Your hair was longer and you looked so cute"

"I remember thinking you came up to me and talked to me out of pity."

"You didn't say much. You just kind of looked at me with this confused face."

"It's because I was confused. I was moping about being rejected by who I thought was the prettiest girl in the hospital but then the most beautiful and sexy women I had ever seen just came up to me and wrote her number on my hand. I usually go for girls with average looks and low self-confidence because that's what I have. I thought that was the best I could do and then here comes this confident women that has could have men dropping at her feet because she oozed sexy and is an exotic beauty. She wants me. What?"

I giggled and said "I see so much more in you than you do."

"I know. I'm your 'McDreamy' " He said with a huge smile.

"What? Who told you that?"

"Izzie. She said that when you went off on her and Meredith when they kept pestering you with questions after our first date that she knew that I was your 'McDreamy"

All I could do was give a smile right back and say, "I think that is the only thing she's been right about concerning me."

I kissed him again but this time with a bit more heat and he responded by moving his hands to my down my back and back to my arms as he gripped them and turned me to push me down on the bed. Our lips stayed connected and he lowered his body between my legs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and put one hand at the nape of his neck to grip him there and the other went into his hair and pulled on it. His right hand sneaked underneath my robe and to my left breast to squeeze and massage me while the other went to my hair and pushed it aside. He pulled away from my lips to kiss and suck on my neck. I moved the hand that was in his hair lower down to his back and started to breath deeper. He bit a sensitive part of my neck and I couldn't hold back a moan as I scratched his back. I wasn't wearing any underwear so he could feel my arousal on his pants just as I could feel his on my lower abdomen. He kissed his way back to my lips for a soft kiss. When we pulled apart he said,

"Let me show you just how 'McDreamy' I can be."

We made love for hours. 5 mind-blowing orgasms later we laid together with me on top of him with my head on his chest and my leg draped over him while his arm was around my waist. We were trying to catch our breath. After we did, he asked me,

"Was that 'McDreamy' enough for you?"

I let out a tired laugh as I started to drift off and pulled the covers over us while I said, "Yeah. Even if I won't be able to close my legs tomorrow, the 'McDreaminess' of it all was totally worth it. We have to get up in a few hours so let's sleep now. Good night. I love you"

"I love you too." I would never get tired of hearing him say that. "Good night my love"