A/N: Standard disclaimer: these characters are not my own. They belong to the writers and creators of Grey's Anatomy.
More fluff. Enjoy it, things get serious for a while after this. ;-)
That night, after they'd tried on all of their new clothes and called William to tell them that they'd be at the party the next evening, the two women walked down to the hotel's main grounds to explore for a little while. They stopped at the concierge's desk and arranged for a car service to pick them up and return them to the hotel after the party. They both wanted to be able to drink and they didn't want to drive themselves back to the spa afterwards. They also stopped in the salon and made appointments for their hair and nails the following afternoon. After all of their arrangements had been made, they walked to the poolside restaurant for dinner. Despite the great lunch that Jason had made for them, the two were starving. Lovemaking burns a lot of calories, after all.
"I am so hungry; I could eat one of everything on this menu." Callie said as she perused the offerings. Since it was a poolside restaurant, the menu was somewhat limited and the choices were geared more towards the casual diner. That suited Callie just fine. Erica, being the heart surgeon, was concerned about things like fat and calories and cholesterol.
"There's an awful amount of fried foods on this menu." Erica said.
"Fried foods are in no way awful, Erica." Callie said back playfully.
"I'm just saying that for a spa, they could have chosen some healthier options for their menu, that's all."
"Do you want to go to one of the other restaurants?" Callie asked, trying to keep the aggravation out of her voice.
"No, it's all right. We'll try one of the other restaurants for lunch tomorrow." Erica said, not realizing that Callie had even begun to get aggravated.
Considerably calmer after realizing that Erica wasn't going to make her give up her precious fried foods, Callie said "I'm thinking room service tomorrow."
"Why?" Erica asked, confusion written all over her face.
"Because," Callie said with a sly grin, "I'm going to have you naked and screaming my name all day, remember?"
Blushing, Erica let her eyes fall back down to the menu, but she lifted her foot out of her sandal and pressed it in against Callie's crotch across the way, letting her touch do the answering for her.
Despite the first class service and the fantastic food that even Erica had to admit was delicious; dinner was painfully slow for the two women. The game of footsie had started and the two women were having a harder and harder time keeping their hands and feet off of one another. By the time they paid the check, Erica was ready to crawl under the table and cause Callie to scream like in the movie "When Harry Met Sally." The waiter brought them the check just in the nick of time. The two women left the restaurant and walked back towards their cottage. Even though William had offered them a golf cart and driver whenever they needed it, the two felt that the view was too pretty to miss and decided walking was their best option.
As they circled the lake, hand in hand, Callie looked over to Erica and gave her a huge smile.
"What's so funny?" Erica asked, reflecting Callie's smile with one of her own.
"I'm not laughing. But I am so terrifically happy that I had to stop and look at you and make sure that it was really you that was holding my hand. This all feels a little unreal to me. I can't believe that I'm here with you. Heck, I'm still in shock a week later that when I kissed you for the first time, you didn't slap me!" Callie stopped walking and just held Erica's hand for a moment.
"I know Cal. I was shocked when you kissed me. I had all these feelings for you that were really scaring me. I really didn't think you felt the same way about me because of your relationship with Sloan. I guess you were in as much denial as I was. I mean, in your own words, I like penis. But when you kissed me, I knew that I had just been fooling myself when it came to you. I couldn't ignore the feelings you started up in me. You were all I could think about, and you still are."
"It feels like a dream, Erica. A really, really great dream. And if it is a dream, I don't ever want to wake up." Callie whispered.
Erica took Callie into her arms and held her close before she whispered "It's not a dream, Cal. It's life and I'm going to share it all with you. I really don't know how I lived before you came into my life. I don't ever want you to leave it, you hear me? Because I don't think I could go on if you left."
"I'm not going anywhere, Erica. Before you, I lived for each day, just one day at a time because that was all I could handle. But now, I think about the future and I imagine an entire life with you. It's only been a week Erica, but I already know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Do you think you could spend the rest of your life with me?"
"That sounds like a proposal, Callie." Erica said.
"It is, in a way. I know we're new to this and that we've got so much to work out. I know it's only been a week that we're a couple. I know we tried to take it slow and that didn't really work too well, not that I'm complaining." Callie interjected that last bit with a small laugh. "I'm not proposing marriage or whatever it is that two women can do, but I am proposing this: I propose to love you for the rest of my life. I want to hold you and grow old with you. I want to fall asleep with you in my arms every night and wake up to your beautiful face every morning. Maybe there will come a time when we're ready to go before our family and friends and do the whole marriage thing, but for now, I am just promising you my love. If I promise you that, do you think you could spend the rest of your life with me?" Callie asked her question again.
This time, Erica didn't hesitate. "Absolutely. I love you, Callie. And even though it's only been a week, if you had proposed to me right now, I would have, without a doubt, said yes."
Both women had tears in their eyes as they leaned in for a kiss that seemed to last for hours.
When they arrived back at their cottage, Callie recommended a dip in the pool. It was really warm outside and the steamy kiss beside the lake had them both a bit hot and bothered. Kicking off their shoes, Erica went over to the pile of clothes that Jason had dropped off for them and was dismayed to see that there was no bathing suit in there. Callie used her mind reading skills to assess the situation. "Um, naked and screaming my name, remember?" She asked without Erica having to say a word.
Maintaining her silence, Erica took Callie by the hand and led her out on to the patio. She brought Callie to one of the chaise lounges next to the pool and guided her to sit down in it. She kneeled before Callie and kissed her lightly while she worked open the clasp on Callie's pants. Getting them open, she pulled them down gently, and then proceeded to fold them and place them neatly on the lounge next to Callie. Callie smiled. Erica was going to take her time with this... and she was really going to enjoy every second of it. Next, she worked her underwear down, and then pulled off Callie's socks one at a time. Moving upward again, Erica kissed Callie once more on the lips before moving towards her neck. She kissed the tender spot under Callie's earlobe and Callie let out a contented sigh. It wasn't long before Erica's hands found the top button to Callie's shirt and she began to unbutton them. With each button that she opened, Erica kissed a different part of Callie's face. Once over each eye, once on each cheek, once under each earlobe. At the last button, Erica placed a kiss on Callie's lips once again, sliding her tongue into Callie's mouth as she slid the shirt off of Callie's shoulders and down her arms. Erica used the shirt to hold Callie's arms down while she nuzzled Callie's breasts through her bra. Callie tossed her head back, enjoying the slight restriction of both her arms and the control that Erica had over her at that moment. Finally removing Callie's shirt, Erica folded it as well and placed it on top of the neat pile she'd made on the lounge. All that remained on Callie now was her bra. With a skill that both impressed and surprised her, Erica slid one hand behind Callie's back and with a flick of her wrist, had the bra open. Callie moved one hand up to remove it, but Erica gently pushed Callie's hand away and kissed her. Undressing Callie was like unwrapping a present and Erica wanted to savor every second of the process. Erica slowly pushed the straps of Callie's bra down her shoulders, and then removed it completely while leaving a trail of kisses down the middle of her chest. Erica leaned back on her heels to admire the beauty that was Callie Torres. Completely naked and under the loving scrutiny of Erica Hahn, Callie felt that Erica had way too much clothing on her. So she stood up and kissed Erica, signaling to her that she wanted to unwrap her own gift.
Callie was less meticulous about undressing Erica. She didn't bother to fold the clothes; instead she let them fall around Erica as she worked her way from her shirt down to her undies. The only sounds that could be heard was the gentle lapping of the pool's filter, the breezy rustle of clothes as they were removed and the rapid breathing of the two women. Neither woman had said a word. They didn't need to. Erica once again took Callie's hand and she led them down the stairs into the pool, the cool water doing nothing to dampen the desire they felt.