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That night, they strode hand-in-hand into a Greenwich bar after Callie showed security their tickets at the door.
Arizona looked around the bar, with dancing space downstairs and a balcony and bar upstairs. Finally, she looked toward the stage. "Fleetwood Macramé?" The drum set was, appropriately, decorated with woven macramé.
Callie grinned at her. "It's a local lesbian Fleetwood Mac cover-band."
Arizona laughed. "This is amazing."
"A good surprise?" Callie pressed.
"Yes," Arizona swore. "You know I love Stevie Nicks."
"Now, let's just hope the band's good," Callie fretted.
"Anything I do with you is good," Arizona promised, reaching out for Callie's hand. "Come on. Let's get some drinks."
Up on the balcony, they found the perfect seats: right in the front, with a view of everything.
They moved their chairs so that they ended up beside one another rather than across, unable to keep their hands off each other.
Callie rubbed Arizona's back as they waited for the band to come out, Arizona's arm slung across Callie's thighs, hand on her knee.
"How about we do Chinese takeout and watch another movie with Sof tomorrow night, as a ninth date?" Arizona suggested. "She'll be happy to be included, too."
"Sounds great," Callie smiled. "Some more supervision might benefit us, too."
Arizona laughed. "Unfortunately, during the movie isn't the problem. It's after—that's when we end up acting like horny teenagers."
Callie shrugged. "What can I say? We keep each other young."
When the band finally came out, immediately breaking into the opening chords of "Rhiannon," Callie and Arizona stood up from their table, dancing and singing along with everyone else.
Near the end of the set, as the band played "Everywhere," Callie wrapped her arms around Arizona from behind, tucking her chin into her neck.
Arizona leaned into the contact, and they swayed together as the woman dressed as Stevie sang, "I want to be with you everywhere..."
Arizona turned around in Callie's arms and tilted her head back to kiss her. "I love this."
Callie kissed her back. "I'm glad."
"I'm not tired yet," Callie realized when they got home at eleven-thirty.
"Me neither. Not after that three-hour nap."
Callie smiled. "I don't think I've slept that well in years."
Arizona nodded thoughtfully. "I know." Then, she admitted what Callie hadn't said out loud—something they both knew was true. "Not since you."
"You know how people say being in love makes flowers smell sweeter, and food taste better, and music sound more beautiful?" Callie began. "I think they're right. Everything really is better when I'm around you."
Arizona smiled at her, her insides fluttering. "We've been in love—even if we weren't together for half that time—for almost ten years now. Doesn't that feel unreal?"
Callie's jaw dropped. "Has it been ten years?"
Arizona nodded. "Nine years and seven months since I first kissed you."
Callie shook her head in disbelief. "That's a long time."
Arizona chuckled. "I know. I calculated it the other day, and it made me feel really old."
Callie's eyes caressed her face. "You're more beautiful than ever."
"Ha," Arizona laughed sarcastically. Then, she met Callie's soft eyes, turning solemn. "You're something special, Callie Torres."
Callie pulled her in for a kiss. And then another. And another. "You."
And another.
The following evening, they got Chinese takeout for dinner and settled, with Sofia, in the living room for a movie night.
"I got Jumangi from the library last week!" Sofia said. "Can we watch that?"
"Sure," Callie and Arizona agreed easily, beginning to serve the food as Sofia set up the movie.
"Have you seen it before? It's kinda old."
Arizona turned down the volume as the previews began. "I think I have, but not for a long time."
"Did you like it?" Sofia pressed, not wanting her mom to have to rewatch a movie she didn't like.
"I did," Arizona assured her.
They slurped down garlic green beans and chow mein as the movie began—Callie and Arizona on the couch and Sofia adjacent to them, in her favorite lounge chair.
When they had finished eating, Arizona stood up to drape a blanket over Sofia, tucking it around her.
Sof smiled up at her. "Thank you, Mommy."
Arizona smiled back, then walked back over to the couch with a second blanket. She sat down, threw it open, and offered some to Callie.
Callie nodded in approval, scooting closer to her as they got more comfortable, the blanket covering their torsos and legs.
As they continued watching, Arizona brought her hand to Callie's knee, gently caressing it with her thumb, pajama pants soft to the touch.
Callie felt her stomach fill with butterflies—as always, with Arizona. She wrapped an arm around her, keeping her close.
Unable to fully get into the movie she had already seen, Arizona kept her eyes on the screen but focused instead on edging her hand up Callie's leg, little by little.
As her hand moved up her thigh, into her inner thigh, Arizona could see Callie beginning to fidget.
Arizona's lip quirked up. She loved to tease her. She brought her hand higher, higher, and...there. Between curvaceous thighs, she rested her hand, suddenly feeling heat radiating against her skin.
Callie exhaled an uneven breath, turning to Arizona in surprise.
Ever so angelically, Arizona smiled back. Gently, she began to rub her fingers over the area: up and down, up and down, up and down, at an excruciatingly slow pace, her fingers barely making contact.
Her mouth now slightly agape, her eyes hooded, Callie tried to remain focused on the television screen, but she knew it was a battle she was losing fast.
Arizona, too, kept her eyes on the screen, not wanting to arouse Sofia's suspicion (or scar her for life), and she was careful to keep her face blank. Still, she continued her rhythmic movements, the feather-light pressure unrelenting.
Suddenly, Sofia paused the movie and stood up.
Callie and Arizona jumped, instantly ceasing contact, their cheeks flushing.
"I have to go to the bathroom!" Sofia explained, beginning to run down the hall. "I'll be right back!"
With her gone, Callie turned to Arizona. "That wasn't very nice."
Arizona pretended to misunderstand her meaning, pouting out her lower lip as if taking offense. "You didn't like it?"
Callie made a face, trying not to smile. "That's not what I meant, and you know it."
Arizona giggled.
"I'm serious!" Callie laughed. "Now I'm just sitting here, soaking wet, and I can't do anything about it."
Arizona eyes darkened at the mental image. She licked her lips. "Soaking?"
Callie nodded. "And I refuse to suffer alone, so get ready."
Arizona groaned. Of course, she knew she could just scoot over to avoid Callie's wrath, but she wasn't one to deny the brunette touching her. Is anyone? she thought. No.
"Okay," Sofia ran back into the room and settled back into the armchair. She looked toward her moms. "Ready?"
Callie nodded, her smile devilish. "Ready."
As Jumangi continued playing, this time it was Callie's hand on Arizona's knee. Callie's hand on Arizona's thigh. Callie's hand on…yes—and now it was clear that she still turned the blonde on, if there had been any doubt. Even through pajamas, Callie could feel Arizona's dampness, which just made her horny all over again.
As Callie teased her, she watched Arizona's face carefully, noting every micro-expression, her bitten bottom lip, her suddenly labored breathing.
Callie smiled, self-satisfied now that she was giving Arizona a taste of her own medicine.
As Callie began adding a little more pressure to her rhythmic strokes, Arizona turned her head, meeting brown eyes. Callie noted that they looked almost navy—maybe because of the low light, but more likely as a result of her lust.
Without breaking eye contact, Arizona snaked her own hand back under the blanket, up Callie's thigh…
Callie's eyes fluttered shut. "Oh…" she breathed, almost inaudibly. There was something about Arizona's hands, her magic hands…
"Did you guys like it?"
Sofia broke them out of their private revelry, and their eyes shot to her, their hands once again pulling back. How had an hour-and-a-half passed so quickly?
Callie cleared her throat, working to find her voice. "It was great."
Arizona nodded, lying, "Even better the second time."
Finally, Callie managed to sustain a normal tone of voice. "Did you like it, sweetie?"
"Yes!" Sof exclaimed. "I like that it's funny but also serious and scary sometimes. But I'm glad it had a happy ending."
Arizona nodded. "Those are the best kinds of movies, aren't they?"
"Mhm," Sofia agreed, getting up from her chair. "Oh, also, I'm supposed to give you something." She ran to the entryway to grab something from her backpack while Callie and Arizona sneaked looks at each other, feeling a little naughty. They recognized the impulsivity in…touching each other under a blanket during a family movie night. But, well, soon, they wouldn't have to.
Sofia came back and handed Arizona a slip of paper. Callie leaned in to read it, too. "What's this?"
Arizona read the note and then looked up at Sofia. "You told your counselors you'd supply the chocolate chip cookies at your camp's potluck tomorrow?"
Sofia nodded.
"We didn't even know you were having a potluck!" Arizona complained.
"Kiddo," Callie groaned. "You could have told us earlier."
"I'm sorry!" Sof apologized. "I forgot about it until now." She paused. "Do you want me to make them?"
Arizona shook her head. "Mama and I will make them. You need to go to bed."
Sofia nodded. "Okay. Thanks for making them." She leaned in, kissing Callie on the cheek, then Arizona. "I love you!"
Callie and Arizona grinned. "We love you, too."
Because of the we-need-to-bake-cookies-for-twenty-kids fiasco, they tucked Sofia into bed, shut the door to her room, and were walking down the hallway before Callie remembered Arizona's little teasing episode.
She slapped her on the butt.
Arizona's mouth fell open in mock-horror. "Hey!"
"I'm turned on now, and it's all your fault," Callie admonished, though she was unable to cover her smile.
Arizona laughed, sing-songing, "I love you."
Callie pouted.
"You dished it out just as much as you took it," Arizona reminded her. "And, remember," she added, "we only have one more date."
"Finally," Callie exhaled hard.
"'Finally' is right." Gently, Arizona kissed her lips. "But, first, we need to bake Sofia those cookies."
