CHAPTER 11

A week later something happened.

Callie woke up as a ray of light hit her face early in the morning. She felt disoriented. And warm. And when she realized why she felt warm, she let go of a small gasp. Arizona was on her stomach, the blonde's upper body leaned into her own, and Arizona's hand resting right between her breasts.

It was a position of such surrender that it made Callie's breath hitch and her heart rate go up.

Arizona stirred and then slowly lifted her head to look at Callie. She looked sleepy. And sexy. And she looked as if she hadn't realized how close they were.

Callie moved the blonde's hand away and quickly got out of bed.

"Breakfast at Lily's?" she asked, acting like nothing had happened. She didn't wait for an answer but simply walked into the bathroom and jumped in the shower, trying to get as far away from what had happened as possible.

None of them said much on their way to Lily's. The diner was pretty quiet. And so were they.

They both knew that there was a talk to be had. A talk about sleeping in the same bed.

Callie was trying to keep the talk at bay, not wanting to burst the bubble they were in. But Arizona felt brave.

"Callie, I like sleeping with you" the blonde started "I...I really like sleeping with you"

"Arizona..." Callie said. She didn't know how to continue. She didn't know if she wanted to stop Arizona so that the blonde couldn't say what she was going to say or if she actually wanted Arizona to say it. Everything was so fucking confusing.

Arizona pushed through.

"Don't tell me I'm crazy! Don't tell me you don't feel anything!"

"I do feel something!" Callie retorted.

"Then what is the problem? Callie, please!"

Callie closed her eyes for a second. The truth was now going to surface. She couldn't hold it back anymore.

"I...I wanted to talk to you at the club...before everything happened…I...I wanted to sweep you off your feet. You know, get your number, take you out to dinner, and then...and then make love to you..." Callie looked both determined and surprised at her own words "This...this...GODDAMMIT!"

The latina was so frustrated that she shook her head and ran a hand through her hair.

They looked at each other for a few seconds. Then Arizona grabbed a pen, leaned over the table, reached out, and wrote her phone number on Callie's arm.

"I think you already swept me off my feet. I know you have my number, but there it is again just in case. Maybe you could...call me and...uh...let me know when you want to go out for dinner. And then, maybe, you could make love to me"

Callie looked at the numbers on her arm, and then looked back at the doctor.

Arizona got up, grabbed her jacket, and gave Callie her signature double wink. It was sexy as hell.

"Until then we'll sleep apart"

With those words the blonde left.