AN: Alright next chapter is up. Let's see how Arizona's next lecture goes.

Arizona's POV

The sun beamed unto Arizona's face as she trailed her fingertips over the old, wooden table in the library. The clock told her that she had about 30 minutes to gather herself and remember her presentation. She just couldn't stop thinking about last night. It still surprised her that she'd said yes to join Callie and Addison, but she was even more surprised by her courage to screw all reservations and common sense, and just kiss the drunkenness out of the raven haired beauty. And it really hadn't been her intention to lick her lips like she'd done, but she'd been looking at Callie's lips the entire night. The full, Bordeaux colored lips that had been drowning shot upon shot, and Arizona could almost taste them. But the 'almost' hadn't been enough and with her being a very sore drinker, 4 beers was all she needed to gain courage. To kiss the woman. To kiss the woman she really wanted to get to know…and now she was going to see her again. Arizona's face shone brighter than the Seattle sun, which wasn't even saying enough, but she was shining. Indeed she was shining. That was till she glanced at her watch.

"Umpfh," Arizona gasped and rubbed her hands together.

In mere seconds she was about to walk up before a room full of people, something she'd done countless of times the last couple of years, but this morning it all just seemed so scary to her. Arizona didn't exactly know if Callie planned on really showing up today, seeing that she actually already had heard the lecture…but one can always hope. Today's lecture was just as the one she'd been giving last night, but today she also had the pleasure of signing books if someone should be interested. Arizona grabbed her books and some pens, shouldered her bag and then heading for the big room…please be there!

Arizona couldn't catch the sight of the Latina, she had so suddenly kissed last night and feared that it maybe had been to bold of her to even hope, that she'd show up. As Arizona sighed, turning away from the light chatting crowd, she shook her shoulders…just talk, she's not there. She deeply inhaled and tried not to look disappointed when she again turned to greet the awaiting crowd.

"My name is Arizona Robbins and I'm an author, as you may know. I'm here today to talk about my new poetry collection called 'To all the worlds' which was released a few months ago. And I'm very excited to be here. This is like showing off your baby," Arizona giggled getting a round of chuckles out of the audience.

As Arizona's lecture was coming to an end, her heart still hadn't found the true joy she usually had during these moments of her career. Callie had blown her off. She wanted to be mad at her but mostly her anger turned toward herself for being so naïve. Thinking that a beautiful surgeon was to be interested in her, a writer, was just stupid. The same writer that had kissed her totally without thought…stupid, stupid, dumb, dumber, dumbest! Arizona mentally slapped, kicked and cursed at herself for always screwing things up.

"So to wrap it up, do any of you have any questions..?" Arizona finished just wanting to get home and maybe hit something, smash something.

"Did you always know you would be a writer growing up?" A teenage girl asked, clearly nervous judging by the shakiness in her voice.

"Actually, no. I always wanted to become a florist," Arizona smiled.

"So why didn't you?"

"Because life always bites you in the ass at some point. And I got bit alright," the room was filled with sounds of all kinds of chuckles.

"I've read that your first poetry collection was based on one piece of clothing, is that correct?" An elderly woman asked.

"Yes, in fact it was a light brown t-shirt. With a coffee spot, I might add," Arizona answered with a laugh. "And to those of you unfamiliar with that book, it's called 'Pictures of a touch', if you should wanna read it."

"How many books have you written?" A man called.

"Whoa, let me count for a second," she joked pulling her face into a pondering grin which again got the crowd to chuckle in delight of this so down-on-earth writer. "I've managed to write 4 poetry collections and 7 children's books…that have been published," she told the waiting ears. "I've got so much material that haven't seen daylight yet and might not ever."

Sensing it was time for the signing and the desire to get home…and maybe just curl up in bed and then smash something afterwards, she asked for one last question.

"I've got one," a voice from the back of the room spoke up.

Arizona, realizing who that voice belonged to, instinctively straightened her back and neck. She really wanted not to come off as an eager teenager boiling with want and anger, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't control herself regarding that woman.

"Let me hear it!" Arizona requested trying not to sound too keen.

"If you were to meet someone, then ask them to meet you…let's say at a library, but didn't give them your phone number for them to get a hold on you, if something like…let's say a surgery, came up and they missed…let's say a lecture. What would you do then?"

"Well," Arizona felt stupid for being mad and disappointed now. "I'd definitely tell them that I wasn't mad at them for turning up late," she couldn't help feeling lighter by the second.

"Okay, just curious," Callie shrugged with a wink and stalked towards the stage in all her voluptuous glory.

Arizona dropped her jaw and lost all words, which rarely happened, she was a word-juggler for god's sake. But the sight before her was more than words were ever able to describe…how could anyone look that good at 11am? Arizona snapped out of her haze suddenly remembering that she was in public, as an official writer. She rose and bowed for her clapping audience, shooting them her best smile.

A woman rushed by Callie to get to Arizona before the Latina, handing all Arizona's poetry collections to the writer.

"Can you please sign these for me?" the woman pleaded.

"Wow, you've got'em all? I'm very impressed," Arizona smiled at her fan and started signing.

"To Emily, please," she requested.

Arizona did as she was asked but continued locking her eyes with Callie's, who'd leaned herself against the wall beside the stage. Her position bringing out her cleavage…an extremely good cleavage to engulf, making it impossible for Arizona to pay attention to the signing she was doing. Arizona moved in her seat behind the desk, eager to get her hands on the Latina…in a hug for starters. She hurried through the rest of the line, smiling and shaking hands meanwhile Callie kept herself busy by staring Arizona down. And Arizona didn't mind at all. She felt a twitch in her entire body, a rush of excitement spread between her thighs, and that only because she was looking at her. It made her feel very good.

"How much?"

Arizona looked up from her desk and caught the two glowing, brown orbs she'd become addicted to all of a sudden.

"What?" Arizona chuckled, not really understanding why Callie would ask such question.

"How much for your newest book?" She smiled.

"I suppose you found your credit card?" Arizona teased.

"Ha ha, you should have been a comedian, you know, with such good jokes," Callie mocked trailing her fingertips over the back of one book placed on Arizona's desk.

"I am actually a very high ranked comedian when I'm not giving poetic lectures," Arizona smirked at Callie when she suddenly couldn't hold her hand back anymore. Grabbing Callie's hand that was playing with the book's cover, she carefully pulled her down so they were on eye-level. "But I'll give you the book for free."

"Really?"

"Really, really!" Arizona mirrored their conversation banter from yesterday and Callie obviously remembering, seeing that she threw Arizona a big, sexy smile.

"Could you make it out to me then? I, um.. I mean. Sign it?"

"Of course! I'll sign it" Arizona opened one copy of her book and started to write.

For Callie,

One cough I definitely didn't find annoying.

xxx - Arizona Robbins

Callie laughed noticing what Arizona was writing. As she handed the signed copy to Callie, Arizona smirked; she knew she was capable of charming pants off women…and she had her mind set on one specific one.

"So how about I buy you that cup of coffee?" Callie asked kind of timidly.

"That is one good way of making up for you almost ditching me," Arizona stated with a flick of her hair.