A/N: Again, a quick update, just because I needed my head off and cool it down!

In this chapter, I have used an Indian song and trust me it took me so much of time to select one and translate them in English with the help of one of my Indian friends to understand what they say! This is a tribute to my readers from India! And thanks to my Indian friends to help me to get this great song!

IMPORTANT: some of you have been messaging me almost regularly, however, I'm unable to reply all of them on regular basis. Please do not be angry. I'm usually quick at that. I'll reply, whenever I can!

"Tere Liye Hum Hain Jiyeh, Honthon Ko Siye

Tere Liye Hum Hain Jiyeh, Har Aansoo Piye

Dil Mein Magar Jalte Rahe, Chaahat Ke Diye"

(ENGLISH)

"I have lived for you, sealing my lips

I have lived for you, bearing the tears

But, my heart burns out of desires

For you and only for you"

Chapter 29

Tonight, is our last night at Torres Palace. So far both of we have been staying at the guest room after that engagement fiasco. We already have shifted Arizona's stuff to her new place. Since this is the last night here, I have asked Arizona to stay in my room and she even has agreed on my surprise. I would never know what she would do and when. Now she has gone to my mom's room as mom wants to talk to her alone before she leaves. But, it has been like half an hour she has gone and I'm impatient in the bed. As I decide to get down from the bed to look for Arizona, a message pops on the screen of my phone.

"Hey, hot stuff, are you sleeping?"- Zoie.

Hot stuff? She used to call me this when we were at the school. It's a surprise for me that she still remembers this name. Suddenly, I have a blood rush on my face. I don't know if I should reply her back or not! More than anything, I know that I owe an explanation to her for leaving her like that. I know that both of us were very young then, but still, she didn't deserve that.

The image of Zoie reels in my head in our morning encounter. She also came down with us when we left her apartment, as she also was on the way to her basketball practice. When I was about to pass her, she had breathed out on my ear, "do I meet you again?" The sincerity in her voice made me to look at her. Her big black eyes say so much in that moment that I felt like helpless and caught up in the heat of the moment. I noticed how Arizona also was looking at me, although her face was unreadable. I forcefully smiled and bravely snaked around Arizona's shoulders and said, "well, my kiddo will be staying with you. So, you'll see me a lot." Zoie's eyes tracked my every and each movement and suddenly gave a warm smile.

"Then I need to keep your kiddo forever… Give me your phone number. I have to catch up a lot with you." She again gave me a seductive side grin.

Once we were in the car, I immediately knew that Arizona was little tensed.

"Let me take you out for a lunch date."

"Why?" Arizona asked little upset.

"Because I'm hungry. Aren't you hungry though?"

"Are you trying to grovel anything?"

"What?" I knew that it was coming. Arizona knew it.

She paused for a while and then said, "nothing, let's go for lunch. I need to taste the famous poutine in Canada," going back to her typical flat face. I knew that she would probably never ask me if I never said anything to her. But, for a second, I thought, maybe, it would be better if she would have pressed me.

"Good that you are not off to bed yet." I wake up from my thoughts as Arizona enters the room. Coming near to the bed, she simply sits in between my legs leaning back putting her body weight on me.

"I thought you wouldn't come tonight." I take her in a bear hug from back.

"Your mom is as talkative as you are."

"Did she bore you?"

"Oh! No…I like her. She is just like you…and super cool."

"Like me…that means I'm super cool!" I ask nudging my nose in her hair.

"You are super cocky."

"That, I'm."

"Please make a braid for me. I cannot do them by myself and I hate when all my hair is messed up at night." She asks me seating straight from the previous position.

"Okay…but how are they messed up? You don't move that much on bed like before…thank God that you don't kick out anymore." I start braiding her long golden locks. They are so beautiful.

"Yes…they are messed up and you are asking how?"

"Yes…how?" I play naïve.

"The way you go wild sometimes… You want to know the verbal details?" She turns in between my legs putting both her legs in my either side, before I finish my braiding.

"I'm not done yet…"

Arizona stares into my eyes and starts caressing my face with so much of devotion that I almost melt into her gaze. Then from my side, a message pops up in my mobile. Breaking the eye contact, as try to look at the mobile, she holds my hands to make me put the device down. Her hand slowly comes back trailing the length of my hand towards my shoulder and pushes me backward letting herself cover my body with her. As she lies on top of me, she again whispers, "never stop going wild on me…NEVER."

The intensity in her voice makes my heart shuddered- I have never imagined that I'll ever have her like this, like this vulnerable in my arms. I shake my head side my side giving her an unsaid promise! I pull her in a gentle kiss.

As she pulls out of the kiss little breathless, I notice how Arizona is blushing. "hey, you have become very girly."

"What? I am a girl." She slaps on my arm.

"You are! But earlier you were so bossy and rough and now you have become a complete package of wife- goody kind of. Good for me- I need a girly wife." I go for a quick peck on her lips.

"You want me to have as your wife?" Arizona asks and I stop my kind of motion there. It just came out of my mouth. I give myself two internal kicks for doing this. Considering Arizona's history, I should have realized that she would run away on the thought itself.

"No… I don't want to marry you…I promise…I don't…" I am total mess now.

"You don't want to marry me?"

"I mean… not now…" I try to grovel, "I'm sorry, it just came out…no worry Zona, I know you are not ready and I will wait…I promise…please don't be upset."

"I am ready." Arizona says amidst of my rambling.

"I know that you are not… forget it…" then I suddenly realize that maybe she has just said something else. Then I look down only to find how goofily she is smiling at me, "Wait…what did you say?"

"I am ready." Arizona starts playing with the buttons of my shirt. I try to understand if she is serious.

"I don't understand." I mutter under my heavy breath. Arizona pulls me down and gives me a soft kiss, whispering in kiss, "life is very short Calliope! I don't want to spend another moment without you. And I'm not running away from you ever. If you want to marry me..." Then she hugs me not finishing the sentence. I hide my face in her crook. This is so strange that the girl who took so much of time just to accept her feelings for me, now on an instant she has agreed to get married, even when I didn't ask her formally- I would say that was not a proper proposal. But, I'm ready too, ready to have everything with her. "but, isn't it too early for you?"

"Yes…" She dramatically sighs and adds, "but, if I wait for my time, you will be too old by that time."

"OOo yeah… you could not find anyone younger, that is not my fault." I start kissing on her cheeks trailing to the jawline.

"How could I? someone was after me since my teenage days," Arizona says in a little heavy breath once I trail down to the column of her neck.

"Yes, and you are so naïve, right?" I whisper in her ears while giving a little bite on the earlobes. I insert one of my hands under her shirt and go down to her stomach to pepper that with feather like kisses.

"Calliope, have you just asked me to marry you?" Arizona asks out of breath when I move my hands up to her chest rolling the shirt up. I stop what I have been doing, instead I go up to face her nervous face. I can look at this face baby face rest of my life. Just looking at her, I can say that I want only to be with her.

"No, Kiddo…" I rub my nose against her small nose. "Not tonight…but I'll ask you… one day." I whisper gently.

A/N: How was that? Their small talks are my all-time favorite part to write.