CHAPTER 38

Arizona woke up in a weird mood. The day before had been great. And then it had been awful.

Some woman, whom Arizona hadn't seen before, had made Callie's face light up like a Christmas tree, and it had sent daggers of rusty iron through Arizona's body. Callie had hugged the woman and chatted with her and Arizona was positive – absolutely positive – that Callie had been flirty with the woman. Also, it felt like Callie had ignored Arizona's presence.

It had made Arizona so insecure that she had almost cried on the spot. Instead she had hid her emotions inside of herself, not wanting to show Callie her insecurities.

Now Arizona was standing in front of the bathroom mirror. Callie came in and kissed the back of the blonde's neck. Arizona froze.

"Good morning" Callie whispered huskily. She moved her hands under Arizona's shirt and cupped Arizona's breasts.

"Callie, I'm late…"

"I can get a car for you"

"No!" Arizona pulled away "I can handle my own transportation, Callie"

Callie backed away from the blonde. Something was up with Arizona and Callie had no idea what it was. The brunette put up her hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay"

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little stressed" Arizona said as she gathered her stuff. She needed to get out of there.

Callie decided to let it go even though Arizona left without saying goodbye.

While she was on her way down on the elevator, Arizona's eyes were watering. She didn't like this feeling of insecurity, and she didn't like how she had treated Callie. Wonderful, amazing Callie.

When she arrived at the hospital she immediately threw herself into the biggest surgery she could get her hands on. It took 6 hours and afterwards she decided to take a quick nap in an on-call room. She didn't manage to fall asleep though as she was constantly thinking about Callie.

She was at a loss with how to talk to Callie about this. Especially because she wasn't sure what 'this' was. Surely it couldn't be simple jealousy. Or was it? Arizona shook her head, and then a text message arrived.

I'm going to be completely swamped with work tonight. See you tomorrow? – C

Arizona's heart dropped. She didn't know what to think. Was Callie going to be working or was 'work' code for having dinner with that Jeanne Ascot woman.

The blonde spent the next 6 hours wondering what Callie was doing. It messed with her head.

When her shift finally finished she got in a taxi and went straight to Callie's place even though she knew from Callie's message that the brunette was probably very busy.

When she walked into Callie's hall, she could hear low talking coming from the room next to the living room. She walked in and saw Callie seated at a large table with Tim and two other men, papers everywhere, one of the strangers talking on the phone.

This was clearly the night headquarters of some serious business transaction. Even the air in the room was tense.

Callie was dressed casually which meant that this meeting had been going on for hours and hours.

The brunette looked up when Arizona stepped into the room.

"Arizona? What are you doing here? Didn't you get my message?" she asked in surprise.

"I…I need to talk to you"

"Right now? I'm…We're in the middle of something here"

"Yeah, right now" Arizona whispered.

Callie looked at her for a second, clenched her jaw, got up and led Arizona into her bedroom so the two could have some privacy.

"What's going on?"

Arizona looked at the brunette. Callie looked tired. And for a second Arizona got the feeling, that maybe she was about to make everything worse for herself.

"How many women have you slept with?" the blonde asked with a shaky voice.

"What? Why?"

"I'd like to know"

"Arizona, really? I'm in the middle of something really important. Can we have this ridiculous conversation later?"

Callie was getting annoyed, making it show in the way she had her hands on her hips. Arizona had acted weird the night before, in the morning, and hadn't responded to Callie's message earlier, and Callie had now had enough. If the blonde couldn't tell her what was wrong then she wasn't going to bend over backwards to get it out of her.

Arizona pushed through the warning signs. She wanted to know. Callie was good, VERY good in bed, and Jeanne Ascot and a million other women had been flying around in Arizona's head all day. The blonde's insecurities made her poke Callie where the brunette did not want to be poked.

"At least tell me how many women before me you've slept with in this room"

"None" came the prompt response.

"Callie. Please" Arizona said. She highly doubted that Callie hadn't had many, many women spend the night in her bedroom.

"I mean it. I've never had sex in this room before you"

"But…but the escorts?" Arizona tried.

"I use one of the guest rooms"

The fact that Callie used the present tense sent chills down Arizona's spine. She knew in her heart that Callie wasn't seeing anyone on the side, but the comment still pushed her self-esteem into a large black hole. She was hurt and it made her judgment clouded.

"Did you ever sleep with that Jeanne woman?"

Callie looked at her with dark eyes.

"Is that what this is about? You're jealous of Jeanne?" Callie ran her hands through her hair.

"I just want to know what to expect. I mean, God knows how many women throw themselves at you out there"

Callie couldn't believe what Arizona was saying. What was going on? The brunette got mad.

"I slept with Jeanne. In college. But if you think I drag women home with me whenever you are not here, you are sorely mistaken. And I can't believe you're even here implying that. Please leave. I'm very busy, and I don't have time for this. Come back when you think we can talk about this jealousy without me having to name my previous sex partners"

Arizona swallowed.

And then she picked up her bag and left the room.