The following morning, Erica awoke wondering why she was on her sofa, fully clothed, and what was that weight on top of her

The following morning, Erica awoke wondering why she was on her sofa, fully clothed, and what was that weight on top of her? Then Callie stirred, and last night's memories came flooding back to her. She was surprised at how content she felt. She had been fantasizing about Callie for weeks, but always imagined the aftermath of their first night together as shameful or upsetting. The fact that Callie was still there, holding her just the way she was last night, brought nothing but joy to Erica. When Callie opened her chocolate colored eyes and gazed deeply into Erica's eyes, it was easy to tell that Callie was feeling the same way.

Erica smiled at Callie. Then she laughed a big, heavy belly laugh that almost knocked Callie off of her.

Callie suddenly got nervous. Was Erica laughing at her? "What? What is it?"

Erica calmed down and they both sat up. "I'm sorry; I am just laughing at how silly we were. How we kept avoiding each other and suppressing our feelings for one another. I'm overjoyed about all of this Callie. I'm thrilled that we're going to take it slow and I'm thrilled that you're more than just my best friend now. I was just laughing because the tension is gone. I'm laughing because it feels so great to wake up with you in my arms."

Callie grinned broadly. This was the laugh that she loved to hear from Erica.

Erica continued, a sneaky grin spreading across her lips. "I'm also laughing a little bit because you have a massive case of bed head."

This time Callie laughed too and pulled one of the pillows off the couch. She swung it at Erica and Erica blocked it with her hand. Erica jumped up and ran towards the stairs. Callie dropped the sofa pillow and gave chase. On the second or third step, Callie grabbed Erica's ankle and held it fast. Erica stumbled and was lying, face down on the stairs. Instead of getting up and continuing to walk up the stairs, Erica rolled over on to her back, supporting herself with her elbows, legs spread apart and knees slightly bent.

Callie had begun crawling up towards Erica on her hands and knees. The smile on her face had been replaced by a look of pure lust. Callie crawled up the stairs and pinned down Erica's body with her own. Callie never took her eyes off of Erica's. By the time Callie made it up to Erica, the two of them were both breathing hard. The wait, while only a few seconds long, seemed to never end for Erica. Finally, Callie lowered her lips to Erica's. The kiss was gentle, but passionate. Already, kisses like these were beginning to feel normal for the two of them.

Callie laid herself over Erica, allowing her thigh to sit between Erica's legs. Their breasts rested against one another, nipples touching through the thin fabric of their shirts. Callie's long, dark curls were matted from sleep, but still hung around her face as she came up for air from their kiss. Erica knew she would never forget the look on Callie's face at this very moment. The light coming from the stairwell skylight made Callie's skin glow. Her eyes burned into Erica's. Callie's breathing had become ragged and completely in sync with Erica's. Her cheeks had taken on a red tint from her rapid pulse. Erica knew all about having a rapid pulse right now, and it wasn't just because she was the best cardio-thoracic surgeon in the country.

Callie leaned her leg in slightly, knowing where she was pushing and hoping it would give Erica the same tingling sensation she got every time Erica touched her, no matter where Erica touched her. Erica's sharp intake of breath told her that she had hit the spot. Callie lowered her head for another kiss and Erica pushed up against Callie's thigh, subtly grinding against it. Erica moaned and wanted more. She tried to pull Callie in closer, but when she moved her elbows up off of the stairs, she fell backward as there was nothing left to support her. Callie tried to keep a straight face, but Erica started laughing and the moment had been lost.

Author's Note: Standard disclaimers apply. I do not own the rights to this show. All characters and related entities belong to the owners/creators of Grey's Anatomy.

I don't write a lot, and this is my first fan fic. Let me know if it's worth my time and energy to keep going here, OK? Thanks!