Arizona's POV
"I missed you so much!" I can finally talk as I'm now in Callie's room. She's just opened her door.
"I missed you too Tuscon." At the beginning of our interactions, she called me that as an insult. She'd call me every city in Arizona. She simply wouldn't say my name. That used to make me so mad! Now it's fine. She doesn't have the same intent behind it.
The 'I miss you's" are a formality, if I were home I'd probably only see her like five times more than I would overseas. Still, it's nice to hear. The brunette's standing there taking me in. Her eyes run over my body. She licks her lips in appreciation of my physique. It's nice to be wanted. I pull her face close to mine as I hold it in the palm of my hand. She brings her neck down to meet my lips. Before I even kiss her, I draw my tongue along her lips. Once her lips are wet, I crush them with my own.
Her lips are so warm. Talk about coming home! She takes a small step forward to wrap her arms around my waist. Okay, this, this I do miss. As we continue kissing, our tongues trace over one another's. We're both are feeling great right now. I say we because my girlfriend just moaned into my mouth so I have a pretty good idea of how she feels right now. Her boobs are pressed against my chest. Mines are on her upper stomach as she's taller than me. I raise my hands to meet her breasts. I get a handful of boob and squeeze. I start moving my thumbs over her nipples. Callie shudders in response.
"A-Arizona y-you have to stop. Stop." She shakes her head as she ends her phrase. I step back to let her gather herself. I know exactly why we had to stop. Her prominence mad itself known in the middle of our make-out session.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I got carried away." I really shouldn't have. We haven't made that leap yet. I've maintained that I wasn't ready and she's been quite the lady about it.
"It's okay, I just have to breathe through it and think about anything else but what you're doing to my body." My poor girlfriend. I just hope that doesn't hurt. I'm thinking about helping her out. I don't want her hurting because I was stupid.
I close my eyes before saying, "I could um take care of you, Callie. I think I want to." Way to sound confident Arizona. I mean I do want to help, I just have no idea how to. Well, of course, I do know. I just don't know how good or bad I will be a pleasing her so I'm apprehensive. I really needed to be good for her.
"Arizona it's fine." Is it?
"Cal..." Normally it's her who 'takes care' of me so I wanted to be of service in my own relationship. At this moment it feels very one-sided.
"No. you've just used the phrase 'I think." You don't even know if you really want to. Arizona there's no expiry date on our first time. I'm totally okay with waiting." She puts her hand under my chin and brings my lips to meet hers again. I've just left her without release, and even then she's still sweet to me.
"We can just talk then?" She agrees. We get into bed together. I reach out to take her hand. I'm happy she didn't excuse herself to I finish or whatever. It's selfish but I'd feel even worse.
Callie asks, "So how was your trip."
I'm sitting here daydreaming about the last time I saw Callie. It's been a week and a half since I've actually seen her. I've been hanging around my family mostly since I got back. Tim's my dad's second in command so he handles the day-to-day. And thank God because I couldn't or more like I wouldn't. I have a whole life of misery ahead of me so why would I choose to start that now? Tim's older anyway, the company will most likely be his rather than mine. Since I decided not to got to college, my dad made me in charge of communications. All I do is travel around the states and the world at large to talk to our people. It's more pleasure than it is business.
I'm in a meeting with my dad and his associates. I was called here to discuss the situation in Greece. They want to expand the brand by creating an outlet there. My father owns a retail company that has a bunch of smaller retail companies. His main focus is the big brand, R Soles inc. There we sell sneakers and athletic wear. The smaller brand CEO's of Drinkz and Pointe are also here. Pointe sells makeup and Drinks sells shake mixes and energy drinks.
I went to Greece to discuss with contractors and realtors the building of a Soles store with the incorporation of Drinkz and Pointe. I'm here to give these men and woman feedback. It's going smoothly so my report is all positive. I present the esteemed people with my findings. I get up to turn on the power point. It's literally like five slides.
After my presentation, I'm given an applause. Next up is the well dressed . Everyone in this room is dressed to a tee, except for me. I'm wearing jeans and a simple blouse; perks of being the owner of the companies' daughter. Boswell is talking but I'm not really paying attention. All I can feel is my dad's stare. I have the sick sense that he's trying to set me up with her. He's been talking my ear off about this young woman. She's the youngest CEO we have here. Also, she's like one of the most eligible bachelorettes under thirty in Washingon. He's also mentioned that I'm only getting older and it's time I date one person seriously. Just because he married my mom when they were around eighteen, he believes that his children should follow suit. It's 2018, he needs to get with the times. My brother is now engaged and unhappy because of him. He and Teddy have had the longest engagement ever, it's been like two and a half years. It's clear that he doesn't want to marry her, it's why they are still fiancees and not husband and wife.
I look on as the rest of the people in the room get up and talk. My father's the last one to speak as he officially ends the meeting. I leave the space to swing by my mother's office. Its also to escape my dad for a bit.
My escape plan doesn't work as my dad catches up to me. With him is Lauren Boswell. Here we go.
"Arizona, Lauren, you know each other. As you know, you two are the youngest people we have in HQ. I think it would be beneficial to get better acquainted with another. I'll leave you to it." Greeeaaaat. I wanted to be wrong on this one. He's definitely is trying to set me up.
"Hey, we don't have to be friends if you don't want. I'll say we talked and just didn't hit it off." Becuase I don't want to be the kind of friends my dad wants us to be.
Lauren smirks at me then comes in closer to me, "But what if we do hit it off? What do I tell him then?" If you don't back the fuck up. I step back so she won't be so close. She carries on, "Why don't you let me take you out sometime to find out?"
I answer her question with a question, "Can I get back to you on that?"
"Sure, you know my number." The other blonde walks off. She sways her hips more than usual as she does. Her heels and overall stride hold me in a trance for a while. Not because I find her at all attractive, I mean she is, but I don't want her. I'm stood here in disbelief. Did my dad already talk to her about dating me? I have a girlfriend who I love, there's no way I would ever consider going on a date with her. While this is true, my dad doesn't give up easily and neither does Lauren. She's a shark. She's known for that in the world of corporations. Still, I'm not going out with her.
After a long time, I'm at my mom's office door. I knock to make my presence known. She tells me to come in. I don't say anything right away. She starts, "Sweetheart what's wrong?"
"I think dad's trying to set me up."
"Yeah with Lauren?" Hmm, so you knew too huh?
"Have you two talked about this?" She makes a face, and I figure the answer is yes.
"So everyone gets to have a say in who I date, except me? Well, I'm not doing it. I get to decide who I would like to see mom."
"Arizona, your father hasn't made the decision on who gets the company as yet. Whichever one of you settles down first, would most likely get it. We've spoken a lot more about you getting the company than we have about your brother. This is just the first step Arizona. "
"Wait, wait, wait. You're saying in order for me to be in consideration for the ownership of the company, I have to get married?'
"No one said anything about marriage sweetheart. Let's start with the first date."
"Maybe I don't want the stupid company anyway..." Okay, that's a lie. I don't want it right now, but who knows years down the line I may want to own it. After I've said my piece I exit her office, and in turn the building. This is blackmail. The one person I'd ever consider marrying is Callie, and they would never let me do that. Mom did say it's just a first date though. If I go on this date and it bombs, they would have to back off. Now it's just a matter of telling my girlfriend.
I get to the garage and get next to my car. Getting inside, I send off a text message.
AR: Please don't get mad at me...
CT: Why would I be mad at you?
AR: Oh trust me, this is a good reason to be mad at me. After I say it, allow me a chance to explain?
CT: You're scaring me Arizona. Go ahead and say what you have to say. It can't be that bad love.
AR: I have a date. I'm going on a date with Lauren Boswell. She's asked me out and I'm going to say yes.
I make sure to drive off before she replies. I know better than to text and drive. This way if she freaks out on me, I won't know for about another thirty minutes. Also, she'll understand that I was driving so I couldn't immediately respond.
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