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Chapter Eleven
ARIZONA'S POV
One week later…
London is great. Amazing even. Its great, but I'm missing my wife. I could join her at the venue if I wanted to but I'm trying to hold off on doing that unless absolutely necessary. She knows I love her and her music but I don't need to be seen as the needy wife who can't give her space for five minutes. It's not how I want us to be. I want us to be able to go our separate ways when the mood takes us. I want Callie to know that she can have whatever time she needs whilst I'm here. It can't be easy having me watch her all day every day, even if that isn't what's happening. She must feel that way. She must get the impression that I'm here checking up on her. I'm really not and I hope she would know that.
I may be here unnecessarily, but it's given me a chance to think. Being away from the office has given me the opportunity to be with my own thoughts for a little while and if I'm being completely honest, I've made a decision. I may love what I do right now, but I don't love it enough to justify staying in that position. The truth? I don't want Editor anymore. I haven't really wanted it since Callie and I married and it's time to be honest with myself. With my wife. She knows I'm not happy and the only thing I have to hold onto right now is the fact that she will stand by me whatever I decide. She told me that. I didn't doubt it, but I'd just be a photographer again. I'd have nobody to demand to. Nobody doing the dirty work. I'd be that person again and I'm not sure it will be good for us. I'm not sure we will survive if I let go of the editor position. Callie is right, though. I can't stay in a job that my heart isn't completely in. I'd love to be the kind of person who can just be content with her role at any company, but I'm not. I never will be. I want the uncertainty. I want the experience. Sure, I've traveled the world over the years, but I want that back again. I want the adventure.
Pulling my cell from my back pocket, I drop down into a seat at a coffee shop front and give myself a moment to think. Maybe I should call Callie and discuss it with her first, but I already have her opinion on it. I already know that she supports me. Whichever way this goes, she has my back…I know that. Ordering a Cappuccino, I relax back in my seat and take in the view of the River Thames. The weather isn't the greatest, but living in Seattle means I'm used to the rain. I'm more than used to it. Smiling when I'm reminded of the beautiful place we have back home, my eyes close and I give myself a moment to breathe. To just be. To give myself that final opportunity to change my mind. No, I have to do this. If I don't do it now, I fear I never will. Bringing up familiar contact details, I hit the call button and wait for it to connect.
"Robbins…" Miranda sighs. "What now?"
"Wow, hello to you, too." I roll my eyes. "How are things?"
"Things are fine…just like they always are." I can hear the sarcasm in her voice but I choose not to make a comment on it. "What's up?"
"Nothing…" I shrug. "Figured I'd check in while I have five to myself."
"Sure, yeah." She snorts. "You could be getting down and dirty with your wife but you're calling me instead…"
"She's working."
"Mm, and you are alone?" She asks. "Something doesn't add up here." She sighs. "You've been fighting…"
"Uh, no…we haven't." I scoff. "Why the hell would we be fighting?"
"I have no other explanation for you calling me…"
"I want to quit as editor." Silence now settling between us, I'm not sure Miranda is even still on the line. "Hello?"
"What the hell do you mean, you want to quit?" She asks, a laugh falling from her mouth. "You can't just quit."
"Well, I'm not around for what…the next six weeks."
"That doesn't mean I don't need you, Robbins." I can hear the worry in Bailey's voice but I can't focus on that right now. I know what I want to do, and it's not what I'm currently doing. "Arizona, have you even thought about this?"
"Of course, I have." I run my fingers through my hair.
"I mean for more than five freaking minutes."
"Miranda, I don't want the job." I sigh. "I don't want to spend the rest of my career stuck behind a desk."
"Mm, but you're the best we have."
"I'm sure you can find the right person to replace me." I smile. "Maybe even yourself?"
"Oh, no." She disagrees. "I've been there and I don't wish to return."
"See, even you hate it." I laugh. "How you can expect me to continue when you don't even want it?"
"Because I have a son I'd like to watch grow up." She states. "I have a son who deserves to have his mom around."
"And what about me?"
"Uh, last time I checked…you don't have a son." She replies. "So you kinda can't use that excuse."
"I may not have one right now but one day I will." Okay, how the hell did that even become an option? "One day…Callie and I may want a family." Yeah, this is going too far now. I only called to tell her I didn't want the position anymore, not to discuss the possibility of having kids. The last time that happened, I said the wrong thing and Callie freaked out, leaving me.
"I get that." She breathes out. "Just…give me some time to take all of this in, okay?"
"Start looking, Miranda," I say with certainty. "You know I'm not going to change my mind…"
"Fine." The call ending, I glance at the screen and scoff. That was rude. I know I've just kinda hit her with the news, but she knows what she has to do. She knows she can find someone to replace me. She may be furious with me right now but she will get over it. I'm too loveable for her not to.
"Arizona?" Pulled from my thoughts when my wife enters our hotel suite, I glance over my shoulder and watch as she drops her bag to the floor. "Hey…" She smiles as she approaches me. "Good day?"
"Yeah." I moan in appreciation as her hands work the tense muscles in my shoulders. "Quiet…"
"Just what you wanted though, huh?" Pressing a kiss below my ear, I simply nod and continue flicking through the Internet pages open on my laptop. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." I turn in my seat, my brow furrowed. "How was the show?"
"Awesome." She shrugs as she kicks off her shoes. "Would've been better if you'd joined me."
"Sorry." I give her a sad smile. "Just needed a little time to myself."
"And that is okay." Callie strips her shirt from her body and throws it to the floor. "Maybe when I've taken a shower…you can tell me what is on your mind?"
"I think I've made a mistake…"
"O…kay." My wife gives me a look of confusion. "Why?"
"I called Miranda," I admit. "Told her, uh…I didn't want my job anymore."
"Wow." She breathes out. "That was brave of you…"
"You're going to tell me I've messed up, aren't you?" I drop my head into my hands. "Fuck."
"No, not at all." Dropping to her knees in front of me, she moves my hands from my face and her smile beams. "You do what is best for you."
"What about us?" I ask. "What about what is best for us?"
"Your happiness is what's best for us, Arizona." Her hand settles on the side of my face, her thumb ghosting over my cheek. "It's the only thing that matters."
"I just feel like I've made a decision I shouldn't have made," I admit. "Miranda told me to take some time to think about it."
"And do you want to spend time thinking about it?"
"Not really." I laugh. "The more I think about it, the more undecided I will become." Releasing a deep breath, I stand and pull my wife up to her feet. "I also can't concentrate when your boobs are just there…in my face."
"Mm, you can have them in your face whenever you like, beautiful." Smirking, she takes her bottom lip between her teeth and studies my face. "Anytime."
"Oh, I know." I curl my fingers beneath the waistband of her jeans and pull her in close. "You know, I didn't take a shower yet…" I know this requires more discussion but I don't want that right now. I've been without my wife for most of the day and right now I need a little us time. It will destress me if nothing else.
"Crazy, huh?" She guides me back towards the door of the bathroom. "I've missed you so I kinda need you in here with me." She throws her thumb over her shoulder.
"Mmhmm…" I narrow my eyes. "I kinda need to be in there with you…" Pushing her back against the door, my hand weaves around to the side of my wife and tugs at the handle. Both of us falling inside, a low moan rumbles in Callie's throat as I pop the clasp on the front of her bra, her lips crushing against my own. "I missed you too, by the way…"
"S-Shower…" She pants as she sets the water temperature. "N-Now." Doing as she asks, the remainder of our clothes are stripped from our bodies and I step under the water, Callie quickly joining me. Her hands roaming my skin, I turn her around and press open-mouthed kisses to her gorgeous back. "Mm…" Her head thrown back, my tongue reaches her neck and drags up towards her ear.
"You have any idea just how wet you make me, Calliope?"
"Jesus." Her hands braced against the glass partition, Callie moans as I bite down on her shoulder. Her body dripping, I can barely contain my own arousal. She makes me feel that way. She makes me unbelievably aroused all times of the day. It's not just her body. It's her personality. Her mind. Her facial features. Her voice. Just…everything. My fingers ghosting up the side of her body, my hand slips around to the front of her and I take her nipple between my fingers. Gently pinching and tugging, she groans and forces her ass back against me, only adding to the unbearable throb between my legs. "Fuck, Arizona." Taking her earlobe between my teeth, she grinds her ass back once again and arches her back.
"You ready?" The water cascading over my back, I know she is desperate for my touch. I know she needs me, and I know her core is aching for release. Slipping my right hand down and between her legs from behind, she forces herself down against it but I pull back. "Oh, someone is a little desperate tonight."
"Ugh, you've no idea." She moans as she presses the side of her face against the steamed up glass. "Please, Arizona."
"Please what, beautiful?" I smirk against the skin of her neck.
"Please fuck me…" Her words are music to my ears and I cannot tease her any longer. My fingers met with molten heat, the moan that she releases is like nothing I've ever heard in my life. All the years we've spent together…nothing has ever sounded as good as that just has. "Uh…yeah." She moans. "Please, do it…fuck me, Arizona." Knowing exactly what her words do to me, she's giving me exactly what I want. She's giving me herself. Her body. Her mind. Slipping two fingers deep inside, and hard, she almost loses her footing but I wrap my left arm around her waist and hold her upright. Pumping hard and fast, her body writhes against me and it only encourages me to keep up this pace. I know what my wife likes and it's exactly this. She makes me feel alive. More alive than I ever have. She gives me that sense of happiness we are all looking for and I'd never find that with anyone else.
My body pressed against her own, I add another finger and all breath leaves her body. "God, I love how tight you are for me." My words hitting her, her left hand comes up and behind her head and she grips me by the back of the neck. My lips working the skin of her damp neck, her hair is slightly curled and she looks as hot as ever. Her center sucking my fingers deeper as she nears the edge, I move my mouth closer to her ear. "Touch yourself, Calliope." Her entire body now resting back against me, I stumble a little and my back hits the wall behind me. Her right hand slipping down her stomach, her fingers connect with her throbbing clit and I'm rewarded with one hell of a gasp. "That's it...come for me, beautiful. Let me feel you come around me."
"Fuck, yes. Oh god...o-oh, Arizo-" Her words cut short, her legs shake and her orgasm hits her full force. "Fuck, don't stop. Ugh, don't stop."
"Ride it out." My voice low and sultry, my pace slows but I hit deeper than ever before. "God, I could watch you like this forever."
"Mm…" Her body coming down from its high, she steps under the water to warm her body a little and I slip out of her. "Shit…" Whimpering at the loss of contact, she turns to face me and forces me hard against the wall. Her lips attacking every inch of skin around my neck and jawline, her hand slips between our bodies and she smirks when her fingers hit a flood of arousal. "So fucking wet."
Dropping to her knees, she nudges my knees apart and runs her thumb down the entire length of my center. "Is this all for me?" She asks, and her words send my head into a spin. Closing my eyes, I bite down on my bottom lip and give her a nod in agreement. It's all I can do. I have no words for this absolute beauty on her knees in front of me. Rewarded with her tongue on my clit, my back arches against the cool marble tiled wall and my hands instantly find the back of her head. "Mm...you taste amazing." Spreading my legs a little wider, Callie slips two fingers deep inside of me but never removes her tongue that is currently working wonders. "Stunning…" She breathes out as she pulls back for a little air. My hand pushing her mouth where I need it, she smirks against me before resuming her activities with my aching bundle of nerves. She knows I'm close. I can feel my walls tightening around her. "I want to taste more of you." She states as her thumb brushes over my clit. "I want to taste everything you've got."
"Fuck, C-Cal." My breathing becoming a little labored, she curls her fingers inside of me and sucks my clit into her mouth. "Oh god." My stomach tightening, I feel a little light headed. My feet planted hard on the floor beneath me, she drags her fingers down my walls and my entire body comes undone. "Yes, oh fuck...yes!" My hips rocking against her mouth, she doesn't let up with her movements. Right now, she is everywhere and nowhere at the same time. The way she makes me feel could easily be confused with a dream but I know this is real. This woman deep inside of me is as real as anything and everything in my life. My body coming down from its high, I pull my wife up to her feet and my lips instantly find hers. Tasting myself on her lips only makes me want more of her. This is going to be a long night and I hope she is prepared for that. She knows what it does to me when she is in this mood, so yeah…we can sleep when we're dead. "Shit…" My breathing settling, she simply smiles against my mouth and moans in delight.
"Good to be back…" She sighs. "Wouldn't you agree?"
"Oh, I definitely would." She takes a sponge from it's place to the side of our bodies.
"How about we finish up here and then take this to the bedroom?" Her gorgeous eyebrow raised, her eyes are dark and pulling me in closer with every moment that passes. "Other talking can wait until the morning…"
"I-It can." Her thigh slips between my legs.
"I'm about to make love to you until the sun comes up…"
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