"I get it, you know…" Callie spoke softly, trailing kisses down her wife's neck and to her shoulder.
"Get what…?" Arizona murmured. She had to admit, jealous, stripping Calliope was a hot Calliope. She should have told Callie about her exes a long time ago.
"The jealousy. The not wanting me to know…" Callie's lips stilled momentarily as they met Arizona's.
"You're forced to look at one of mine every day. You're forced to raise a kid with him. I know you don't resent me, and I know you love Sofia. I'm just saying…I get it."
"I love you, Calliope."
