CHAPTER 4 – BUTTERFLIES

Arizona's POV:

Three weeks. It has been three weeks since I went to Calliope's apartment and shared our day date. We laughed, ate, watched movies, snuggled, and I even stole several of her breath taking kisses. We have spent several evenings together, either at her apartment or mine, and sometimes at a restaurant or two. We make time to share lunch here or on the park bench as often as we can during work and I have to admit that I am in one of the happiest points ever in my life. Of course we aren't officially "together", but we have this silent unspoken agreement that we aren't seeing other people. I couldn't even imagine seeing someone else when all of my free time is spent with or thinking about the Ortho surgeon. My best friend Teddy (another surgeon from SGMW) is having a field day picking on me. Insisting that I am always smiling like some love sick teenager. She has caught me staring off into la-la land a few times, and has made sure to point it out to me. But, I do not care. I am happy. Like, out of my mind, insanely happy. Every time I my phone goes off, I always hope it is a call or a text from Callie. Hoping it is something leading to the next time we will have some alone time.

Today has been insane. The hospital has been buzzing and people running around like chickens with their heads cut off. There was a train that came off the tracks, and so the E.R. as well as the surgical floor has been going non stop all day. I had text Callie to see if she would like to join me for lunch, and after no response I walked over to the surgical board only to see that she was in back to back surgeries and more than likely would be in there until the late hours of the night. Unfortunately my day was over, so I made my way to the attending's locker room to change into my street clothes. I noticed Callie's cubby was full of her crammed belongings, showing me that she had been in a hurry from the moment she got here. I pulled out a tablet from my lab coat pocket, and scribbled a little note for Callie to find later.

Hey you,

I am finished for the day, and noticed you have quite a ways to go still. If you aren't too exhausted when you finish up, I'll be at my apartment. I offer a great massage for special people that have been on their feet all day long saving lives. I'll be thinking of you.

Xoxo,

Arizona

After placing the note inside her cubby where I knew she would be sure to find it, I made my way out of the front doors of the hospital. I made the quick drive home, only stopping to pick up something to eat and walked into my apartment. I kicked off my shoes, and made myself comfortable on my couch. Pulling out my phone, I quickly check to see if I had any missed calls or texts, and frowned when I realized I didn't. I clicked on the t.v. to watch the news, and of course it was all about the train wreck. I leaned back on the couch only expecting to relax when I felt sleep take over. I woke suddenly to the sound of my iphone. It was the ringtone Calliope had selected for herself, saying the one I had for her was not "badass" enough. I noticed the time on my phone and couldn't believe I had been asleep for well over 4 hours. Quickly I swiped the screen and was greeted with the beautiful voice of Callie. "Hi" I said sweetly. Not able to stop the huge smile across my face. "Hi yourself. Did I wake you?" Callie asked. "Oh, no I wasn't in bed. I dozed off watching the news. How were your surgeries? Did you save lives today Calliope?" I ask. "You know it. I'm a rockstar Zona." Callie laughs at her own words. "Yes you are Cal." She quickly says "So, I had the sweetest note in my cubby when I was changing. This extremely hot Peads surgeon does in-home massages. And I just so happen to have the sorest lower back Seattle has ever seen. Breaking bones, resetting hips kind of soreness. But I'm not sure if she is available this time of night." Callie jokes. "Oh, well I'm sure she will make special exceptions for someone with your rockstar status, Dr. Torres." I joke right back. I continue, "Why don't you come over and we can see how to get that back in less pain, huh? I even have some left over Chinese food with your name all over it". "You know how I love left overs… and cute blonde masseurs. Give me 20 minutes. I'm getting a cab right now." Callie says. "Sounds great, see you soon." I say as we hang up. I jump up and run to my bedroom to change into some comfortable sleeping shorts, and a light pink tank top. I pick up my shoes that were spread across the floor and dish up the left over Chinese food for Calliope to eat when she arrives.

Callie and I have had a few hot and heavy make out sessions, always ending in one of us stopping things before they went too far. It's not that we don't want to be intimate, we do. We REALLY do, we just didn't want it to be in the middle of her living room floor where Christina Yang would be surely scarred for life. Nor was I willing for it to be rushed and ragged in an on-call room in between patients. We vaguely discussed wanting to wait until the time was right and left it at that. Up until this point, our relationship revolved around lunches, laughs, flirting night and day, and heated make out's ending in lonely cold showers. But, I wouldn't change the past three weeks for anything. I have really gotten to know Callie on a very personal level, and she is someone I am quickly falling for. Of course, I will not tell her that just yet. The last thing I would want to do is scare away someone I would love to keep around. And Calliope has been hurt. Several times. And I want her to know that I'm different. I'm here as long as she will have me.

A triple knock at the door lets me know that it's Callie. She knocks the same way every time she comes to my apartment. I open the door and receive that super magic smile that only she has. "Hi there Calliope!". I say. "Hey yourself beautiful" Cal says. "Come in… I have your Chinese food all ready to go." I reply giving her a wink and put my dimples out on full display. As she steps inside, she stops to give me a quick kiss on my cheek. I inhale the unique smell of Calliope. I can never get tired of that smell. "Mmm", I say as I feel her lips graze across my cheek.

Callie makes herself at home, kicking off her shoes, and sitting down on the couch. I place the plate of food in front of her, and pour her a glass of red wine. As well as a glass of white for myself. We sit there in silence for a couple of moments, while Callie enjoys her food. I can't help but stare at her while she eats. The way she licks her lips after every bite has my insides on fire. Almost as if I am just waiting for her to be finished so I can steal the kiss I have been waiting for all day.

As soon as she is finished eating, she starts to stand up with her plate when I stop her. "Uh uh uh, Calliope. I got it. You are here for relaxation remember?" I start to walk off as I hear her say something that stops me in my tracks. "Be careful Arizona. I'm not used to having a girlfriend spoil me this way. I just might get used to it" were the words that came out of her mouth. As I stood there perfectly still, with my back to her still holding her plate, I felt the worlds largest butterflies. Hell, these could be mistaken for pigeons. I turned around to face her and the words came stuttering out of my mouth. " y-yyou just.. you said.. girl- your- girlfriend? Am I your girlfriend? Like, are we girlfriends?" I manage to spit out finally. Callie looks at me and smiles. She stands and walks over to me slowly. She takes the plate out of my hand, sets it on the counter, and places a hand on each side of my hip. She looks me right in the eyes and says, "Arizona, I can't imagine seeing anyone else. You are all I think about day and night. You make me happy. I feel alive for the first time in my life. Of course I consider you my girlfriend, but to be clear and make sure there are no lingering questions I'm going to ask you officially. "Arizona Michelle Robbins, will you please be my girlfriend… officially?" I stand there for 10…15..20 seconds. She slowly removes her hands from my hips and starts to pull away. Quickly realizing that she was expecting me to say no, I almost yell and cause her to jump "Yes! Of course Calliope. I would love to be your girlfriend! You make me insanely happy too." I spit out. Callie doesn't say another word. Instead she pulls me in for a kiss and instantly I feel her tongue invade my mouth. Hands start roaming bodies, and things begin to get heated rather quickly.

"We have been dating three weeks Arizona. Three.. (kiss) long… (kiss).. weeks. Most people don't want this long… and I don't think I have the (kiss) strength to wait any longer. I need y…." I cut her off before she can finish her sentence. Slowly moving my hands under the bottom of her shirt. In between kisses I say "Bedroom. Now." That is all I had to say and Callie starts kissing me while pushing me backwards towards my room. I have been waiting for this moment for weeks. The thoughts of having Callie this way have invaded my mind more times than I can count. The butterfly pigeons are out in full force now and we are making our way to the bedroom, shedding our clothing as we go.

By the time we hit the bed, we are both in nothing more than bra's and pantie's. I am walking backwards with my hands tangled in Callie's dark black hair, and I feel her hands move up my lower back, to the clasp on my light pink bra. When I feel her un-snap it, my breath catches in my throat, because as soon as the back of my knees hit the bed, I am down. Callie on top of me… and has wasted no time taking one of my very aroused nipples into her warm mouth. "Oh God yes. Calliope that feels so good." I moan. "We are just getting started Ari. I have so much more in store for you…" she whispered…

This is going to be a long night….. but one I am so ready for.