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Callie

Chapter 14

John could hardly sleep that night. The whole time he was plagued with images of Mike kissing Callie. His Callie. He closed his eyes tight at the words. "My Callie," He whispered. It sounded so natural, so right. It was really ironic that once he finally realized he wouldn't mind taking a chance on his relationship with Cal, she had moved on. He just couldn't understand how this had all happened in the first place. She didn't like Mike as anything more than a friend, she'd told him a thousand times and she'd even told him just yesterday before her date. And then when he'd been on his way to talk to her, he saw her making out with Mike? It just didn't make any sense.

He groaned as he pulled himself out of bed a little after six in the morning; he was going crazy just lying on his bed staring at the ceiling. He stood in the shower for way longer than necessary but he was just not in a good mood. All he wanted to do was get some breakfast and then catch a flight home.

The minute after he entered the hotel café and he saw Mike wave at him from a table, he contemplated just leaving. But he knew he couldn't so he waved back and made his way over to his friend. "Hey," John said as he sat down at the table his friend was occupying.

"Morning," Mike said in a happy tone. It definitely wasn't the overly excited voice he would expect from his friend the night after he got his dream girl, but he was for sure in a good mood.

"How was your night?" John asked though he didn't really want to know.

Mike smiled. "It was good." He said but didn't elaborate. "How was yours?"

John shrugged. "Nothing special,"

Mike grinned. "You alright man? You seem a bit down." John didn't say anything and Mike laughed. "Aw man did you and your girl have a fight?"

John glared at him. "Something like that,"

This earned another laugh from Mike. "Damn man, lighten up,"

"Mike," John said seriously. "Shut up."

Mike raised a brow at his friends demanding tone. "Alright…geez,"

Later that night, Callie was finally home but she found herself not enjoying it. She'd begun to enjoy her time John while they were off the road for a couple days and she didn't know what to do with herself now.

She let out a sigh as her phone rang. "Hello?" She answered, trying to sound interested.

"Hey baby girl," Ted said happily.

Cal instantly smiled at her friend's voice. "Hi Teddy, how are you? How's Kristen?"

"I am doing wonderfully now that I'm home with my beautiful wife. And Kristen is loving having me home as well."

Cal laughed when she heard his wife yell in the background, "No I'm not!"

"Mind your own business woman, I'm on the phone," Ted said to his wife. "Sorry about that Cal. Anyways that's why I called actually. Kristen didn't believe me when I told her that I insisted you come visit one of these days and she ordered me to call you immediately."

Callie smiled as she listed to her friend talk about his wife. He was so in love, she only wished she could find that kind of love. An image of John appeared in her mind and she stubbornly pushed that picture out of her head. "You can tell her that I'll visit very soon."

Ted relayed this message onto his wife. "The boss would like a date."

She laughed and mentally went over her schedule in her head. She thought of all these reasons she couldn't go to Tampa and she realized they were just excuses. She only wanted to stay in LA just in case John changed his mind. But she couldn't live like that. "How about next week?"

Again, Ted told Kristin. "She says she cannot wait." After Ted gave Callie his flight information for next week so she could get on the same flight, they talked for a little longer before hanging up.

She sat around the house for a while, briefly entertaining the idea of doing some retail therapy. But she had a feeling that even that wouldn't cheer her up. She'd fallen for John and a bunch of new clothes weren't going to change the heartbroken feeling she was currently suffering from.

Finally when she got tired of sitting around staring at the walls, she grabbed her car keys and decided to go for a drive. She drove all over LA and she wasn't even bothered when she got stuck in traffic. She wasn't too surprised when she stopped her car in front of an all too familiar house. As she stared at the house, secretly wishing John would walk out, she just couldn't force herself to drive away.

John had seen her pull up outside his house and he got himself ready for some sort of confrontation. But he was surprised when she just sat in her car, not doing anything.

She'd been on his mind all day. And it didn't help matters that she'd been on his flight. He had been in the back of the plane, while she was in the front so he wasn't too sure she'd seen him. He, on the other hand, had been unable to take is eyes off her. He'd watched her as she laughed with the man sitting next to her and as she helped the old lady across the aisle from her get out of the plane. And then on the way out of the airport to the parking lot, he's seen her walking quite a ways in front of him. He even drove behind her on the freeway. He'd kept a keen eye on her car until he'd had to drive off the freeway exit towards his house, while she'd continue for a couple exits.

He thought he'd just been seeing things when he looked out the window and saw her car pull up. But he definitely wasn't imagining it, she was there and he didn't know what to do.

Callie leaned her head back on her headrest as she let out a sigh. What the hell was she doing here? If John saw her he'd probably think she was some freaky stalker. Just as she made up her mind of going back home, his front door open and she held her breath. John stepped out onto the porch and looked straight at her. He ran a hand over his beard before nodding with his head for her to come inside.

She faced forward, not really believing this was actually happening. She had been pretty sure he was pretty clear when he didn't come to her room last night. But…she couldn't just leave now! She took a couple deep breaths before opening her car door and putting her feet on the ground. She walked around her car and up the little path that lead straight to John's porch. He walked into his house, holding the door open for her to follow and once she was inside, he closed the door behind him. She turned to him as she held her hands nervously in front of her.

He looked at her a little confused. "What are you doing here?"

She licked her lips worriedly. "I'm not really sure," She answered honestly. He didn't say anything and she let out a sigh. "I'm sorry, I'll leave. I was just about to drive away and then you came out and…"She trailed off and ran a hand through her hair. "you don't want me here, I'll get out of your way." She said as she walked around him towards the door.

"You made out with Mike." John blurted and saw her stop and turn around.

"What?" She asked confused.

"I saw you; last night, outside of your hotel room. I was coming over so we could sort things out and you were making out with him." He said, obviously distraught about all this.

He'd come over! He'd actually been on his way to see her last night! Her heart dropped as she processed exactly what he'd said. He'd seen her kissing Mike. "John," She said softly as she took a step closer to him.

"Do you like him or not?" He asked, once and for all.

"Like I've said, I don't."

"And yet there you were last night kissing him!" He exclaimed.

She reached a hand out and put it on his forearm; she could swear she felt him calming down already. "John, he did kiss me last night, he did." She confirmed. "But you obviously missed the part where I pushed him away."

"You did?"

She smiled. "Yes, of course! We had just gotten back from our date and I told him we couldn't see each other anymore, that there was no spark. So he decided to kiss me to try to change my mind."

"W-what?" John asked.

"I ended things with him yesterday…for good. I told him to move on and that we were much better off as friends and that I am already hung up on someone." She hadn't meant to say that last part but she'd been on a roll.

A smile threatened to take over John's whole face. "You did?" She nodded. "Man, I really misjudged that whole situation."

"Well if I saw you kissing someone, I would probably think the same thing you did."

He looked her over and grinned. "So…you're hung up on someone?" He asked, having a feeling he knew who it was. "Who might that be?"

She blushed and looked down. "I didn't mean to say that," She mumbled in embarrassment.

He laughed and stepped closer to Cal, immediately wrapping his arms around her. "I'm glad you did because then I won't feel so vulnerable when I tell you that I'm pretty hung up on you too."

She looked up at him in surprise. She'd had a feeling he enjoyed the sex they had together but he was actually interested in her? "You are?"

"How could I not be?" That question alone melted her heart. "I was pretty disappointed when I thought that you were gonna be seeing Mike now." He had been way more than disappointed but he didn't want to give everything away.

She bit her lips. "I was pretty disappointed when you didn't show up last night." She too had been more than disappointed. "I waited for a while but I eventually got the hint."

He frowned. "Sorry, I would have been there if I hadn't seen…well you know,"

She let out a sigh. "So…what now?"

He grinned evilly as he pulled her closer and put his mouth right next to her ear. "Well, now I say we go upstairs and have some hot makeup sex for all the disappointment we have caused each other."

She grinned back and shivered when she felt him attach his lips to her neck. "I think you've got the right idea."

A/N: If only everything were all solved...Thanks for reading and reviewing last chapter, glad everyone is loving the story! :)