Sorry for the delay guys, I have had a crazy couple of weeks. I moved to a new house, all very last minute and that naturally took up all my time and mental capacity. But all is settled now and I'm back. Thank you for the response to the last few chapters. You guys are awesome.
Arizona's POV
Waking up the following morning, the warm sunlight streaming through the blinds, basking across my face. Amelia's arm thrown over my stomach, her warm, relaxed breath tickling across the back of my neck. I can't help but smile, everything could not be any more perfect right now.
Memories of last night fill my head, the comedy of Callie seeing us, not once, not even twice, but three times, the antics against the front door, the kitchen counter, god the kitchen counter, and the multiple rounds that followed into the early hours of the morning. Amelia is insatiable. Her enthusiasm, her skill, the lovingness of her actions, it's all so perfect. Tightening her grip around my body, I gently squeeze her hand, sighing in pure ecstasy. I can't believe after everything that's happened, this amazing and strong woman is my girlfriend, mine!
Feeling Amelia shift behind me, moving her very naked body, impossibly close to mine. Her nipples rubbing against my back. That, combined with the memories of last night, I don't even need a minute, I'm already soaking. This woman will be the death of me, is it possible to die from too much sex? Regardless of the answer to that, sex with Amelia would so be worth it. The stupidity of that thought causes me to laugh to myself.
"What's tickled you?" Amelia grunts from behind me, she really isn't a morning person.
"I was just thinking, is it possible to die from having too much sex? Imagine what the death certificate would read 'death by sex'" I say between giggles as I shift to my back, sliding my arm around Amelia's shoulder and drawing her body in closer to mine.
"Isn't it too early for thoughts like that?" Amelia says with a grin on her face.
"Maybe, but your naked body against mine sparked that thought" I say back with a shrug and a wink. My finger running down the bare skin of Amelia's side. My actions having just the affect I want them to on my girlfriend as her breathing increases in speed ever so slightly. The feeling of control I have, with just a simple action, filling me with pride and confidence as I softly bring Amelia's chin up, our lips meeting softly in a perfect kiss. Our mouths moving together in perfect harmony, slowly, delicately at first, quickly becoming heated as all the while my hands roam Amelia's bare back. Our bodies fully entwined in each other.
Putting just a little distance between us, my eyes meet Amelia's and in that moment, I know, nothing will ever be enough for this woman, nothing I give her will ever be any less than she deserves. She deserves the world, all of it, and I fully intend to give her it. Smiling at her gently, Amelia returns a smirk.
Our mouths crash into each other's, sloppy kisses being exchanged as Amelia's tongue intrudes its way into my mouth. A feeling I will never get enough of, amongst others. Rolling her body on top of mine, Amelia's knee instantly comes into contact with my sopping wet centre. The friction causing me to moan, as Amelia echoes my moan with one of her own. Dropping her body weight to her left elbow, Amelia places another searing kiss on my lips and it appears like the morning is going to continue on from where the night ended.
In a flash though, our activities are interrupted by the doorbell. The unwelcome noise causes Amelia to groan and flop her body down on top of mine.
"What time do people call this?" Amelia complains as she moves to climb from the bed.
"Morning?" I tease back.
"Ok, ok, I'll get it I suppose." Amelia says, heading to the bedroom door with absolutely nothing on.
"Ummm, you should probably cover up a little, not too much though." I smirk at her as she groans again.
"I guess we can't be giving anyone a free show, can we?" Amelia grins at me.
"No, just me." I grin at her as Amelia leans over the bed to place a kiss on my lips before grabbing my robe from the bedroom door and heading downstairs. Sighing contentedly, I lie back down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, just waiting for my girlfriend to return.
Amelia's POV
Trudging my way down the hallway to the stairs, the unwelcome intruder to my morning rings the doorbell again, prompting me to call out.
"Alright, I'm coming." I shout as I pick up my speed a bit, tightening the belt on Arizona's robe around my middle to ensure my decency when I open the door.
Unlocking the door, I open the door, surprised by who is stood in front of me.
"Callie." I greet her bluntly, more than a little unimpressed by her showing up at this time of the day.
"You, you're everywhere." She spits at me.
"I live here." I tell her with a smile, not giving her the satisfaction of bringing my mood down today.
"You live here?" she asks for clarification, the look on her face is one of pure horror and despair.
"I do actually, is that a problem?" I ask her, continuing to smile, my demeanour clearly irritating the Spanish brunette.
"No, is Arizona home?" she asks me mirroring the blunt tone I used when I answered the door.
"She lives here, so considering the time, what do you think?" I fire back sarcastically. The smile leaving my face for a moment as I speak but promptly placing it back on my face when I have answered her.
"Can I see her?" Callie asks, somewhat more politely than she had been talking to me before.
"I'll go get her." I say, shutting the door in her face before turning around and heading back to Arizona.
Arizona's POV
Amelia returns to the bedroom, her face not giving any emotion away as to who was at the door. Before I can ask her about it Amelia opens her mouth to speak.
"Your ex-wife is at the door for you, any chance next time you could tell her not to stop by at six o'clock in the morning?" She says, clearly annoyed by the whole situation, whilst removing my robe and throwing herself back onto my bed. Strapping on my prosthetic, I grab my own robe and head downstairs to deal with my ex-wife.
Flinging the door open, I am already scowling even before I get there.
"What do you want Callie?" I ask, anger obvious in my tone.
"I wanted to discuss Sofia and Amelia. But obviously nothing I have to say on the matter is relevant." Callie fires straight back at me.
"No Callie, it isn't." I raise my voice a little, whilst trying not to get so loud that Amelia hears this. As I respond, Callie begins to fish in her bag for something.
"Ok, well here are the divorce papers. I fully plan to sue for fully custody of Sofia. I don't want her in this house whilst you are sleeping and living with a known alcoholic and drug user." Callie says, keeping her voice calm and an evil smirk on her lips.
"Recovering alcoholic and drug user Callie, and until custody is decided, there is nothing you can do about Sofia being here." I fire back, knowing exactly what she is going to say in response to that.
"Actually, there is, I'll be filing for a restraining order, not allowing Shepherd within close proximity of Sofia." Callie says, not surprising me in the slightest.
"You won't stop me seeing my daughter Callie." I shout at her, slamming the door in her face. Leaning against the door, tears begin to fall freely and I slide down to the floor. The enormity of the situation hitting me square in the chest. I could lose my daughter, because of who I have fallen in love with.
Feeling Amelia's presence, I look up through tear filled eyes, to see my girlfriend fully dressed, standing at the bottom of the stairs.
"How much of that did you hear?" I ask between sobs, trying to calm myself down as Amelia stands there, her hands in her back pockets, looking just about as uncomfortable as anyone ever could.
"Enough." Amelia responds bluntly, trying to hide her own emotion.
"Oh." I say. I have nothing else right now. Nothing at all.
"I should go, I have to get to work." Amelia says, her eyes not meeting mine.
"Amy, don't go, please. This can be sorted out. You're clean, you're sober, she can't do this." I tell my girlfriend, hoping to convince both her and myself.
"She can, and she will Arizona, you know her. She's strong willed and hot headed. She'll do what she wants to. I really have to get to work though, can we talk about this later?" Amelia asks me, trying to come across as calm, even though she obviously isn't.
"Sure." I say, standing and moving away from the front door to allow Amelia to leave. As she opens the door, Amelia turns to me and speaks.
"Whatever happens, Arizona, I love you." And with that statement, Amelia leaves the house, leaving me stood in the hallway, once again feeling like my whole world is falling apart.
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