AN - So this is another sweet edition. It'll be short and probably be wrapped in 8-10 chapters. I hope you guys enjoy this one as I wasn't actually sure about this story but I'm going with it anyway to clear my writer's block.
Arizona Robbins stopped and listened, her heart beating wildly. Had she heard an elevator stop? She waited in the gloom of the empty room, but she didn't hear another sound. She was all alone in an executive office at Torres & Forbes, Inc., and it was definitely after hours. The building was deserted.
She squinted into the dim light. Did they call this breaking and entering? Well, entering, anyway — entering gorgeous director of legal services Callie Torres's office when she shouldn't even be on this floor.
"Oh, Teddy," she muttered, half in despair, half in amusement. Her irrepressible sister always managed to put her into sticky situations like this. It happened all the time. Teddy got into messes and Arizona got her out of them.
"Just look for a green folder with a plastic clip at the top," Teddy had told her, anxiously wringing her hands. "If you can manage to bring that folder to me, you'll save my life!"
"And risk losing my own in the process," Arizona murmured after bumping into a sharp corner and bruising her knee. She clicked on the little flashlight she'd brought along and shined the feeble beam around the walls, looking for the filing cabinets. A ray of light fell on a picture of Callie Torres with Addison Forbes, the owner and president of the accounting firm and she paused for a moment, studying it.
The two had been college roommates, from what she'd heard, and they looked like women who had a strong bond of affection between them. They were both tall, dark-haired, and good-looking, but something in Callie appealed to her in an inexplicable way. Something in her eyes, something in the way her plump mouth twisted, something in her face, all told her she didn't trust life to be fair — that she didn't give her heart easily.
But it was silly for her to be thinking that way. She'd seen the woman from a distance, but she didn't know Callie at all. And from what her sister, who had worked as her administrative assistant for a short time, had told her, she was as vain and arrogant as they came. Still, there was something in Callie's eyes.…
A small clicking sound made her jump, but it was just the air-conditioning system coming on and she collected herself. She had to get this done!
Quickly, she moved toward the wooden filing cabinet, hoping the drawers weren't locked. The first drawer pulled open with no problem, but the orderly files didn't include any hint of green. She tried the second drawer, then the third, and finally hit pay dirt. There it was, right at the back behind the tightly packed folders.
She reached out to take it and her fingers actually touched the clip for a fraction of a second. And then a larger, darker hand grabbed hers. Her flashlight went flying and she let out a shriek.
"Looking for something, Teddy?"
The lights came on and the room spun as she whirled. Her gaze rose, taking in the impeccable Italian suit, the crisp white shirt, the short office skirt, the extravagantly sexy shoulders, the smooth, tan skin…and finally stared up into Callie Torres's cool brown gaze.
There was certainly nothing appealing in her eyes now!
The beautiful intruder had stunning blue eyes and Callie saw the startled look in them change with quick intelligence as she got her bearings.
"Teddy?" she said innocently, blinking at her. "Sorry, I'm not Teddy. You must have the wrong office." And she turned to go, head in the air.
Callie's flash of original anger faded, replaced by a sense of grudging admiration for the intruder 's adorable dimples. But she wasn't about to let her get away with it. Arizona brushed past her, leaving a trail of rose-flavored scent as she moved, but Callie reached out and took possession of her upper arm before she got out the door.
"Nice try," Callie said, pulling her back and speaking in a low voice very near her ear. "But not quite good enough."
Arizona glanced up at her and Callie noted once again that she did look a lot like a certain Teddy Robbins who had worked in this office with her for a couple of months. Where Teddy's beauty had been all flash and no substance, this one had a softer, quieter charm; still, they looked very much alike. Callie had no doubt that had been Teddy's file the intruder had been reaching for. Most likely, she was cut from the same con-artist cloth.
"Who are you?" Callie demanded.
She hesitated, gaze flickering toward the doorway and escape. "I'm not accustomed to giving my name to strangers," Arizona began, but Callie cut her off with a rude oath.
"I just caught you burglarizing my office."
"I was not burglarizing your office," Arizona said indignantly, her eyes shining with offended innocence. "Now please let me go."
"Not so fast," Callie murmured, her gaze trailing down the graceful curve of Arizona's neck and back again.
Her eyes were wary, hiding any emotions behind a calm facade. The thick curls of her blond hair were rebelling against the professional twist she'd tried to tame them with and wiry strands were escaping all around her pretty face.
Despite everything, she had a look Callie liked. For just a moment, she almost felt as though a part of her yearned for something she saw in Arizona. But that was pure fancy and Callie shrugged it away. Sentiments like that didn't fit with her cynical view of relationships. "Yearning" was for chumps.
Still, Callie knew Arizona was more her type than the women she was going to be meeting tonight at the cocktail party her mother had arranged. Lucia Torres wanted her daughter married and she was sparing no expense. She was also forcing Callie to deal with an endless string of eligible yet unappealing women and demanding she choose one to spend her life with. If only more of them looked like this one.
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to wait here while I contact Security." Callie reached for the telephone with her free hand. "I'm sure they'll want to notify the police about an intruder in the building."
Arizona caught her breath, her eyes luminous, visions of her job going down the drain creating nightmares in her head. "Please…please don't."
Callie gazed at her coolly. "Give me a reason not to."
She hesitated and Callie shrugged and resumed punching in the number. Mercy wasn't in the cards, no matter how much Arizona's soft curves and pretty face appealed to her.
AN - So what do you guys think? Leave me some love okay they truly inspire me to tryna write good.
AN - If you have read SS, just know that I'm kind of blank about that story right now! While that story gets a lots of views, it doesn't gets much reviews which is disheartening as I never get to figure out how people feel or what they wanna read or if they're noticing the elements of that story that I really want them notice because they will factor in majorly later. Anyways, I'm not sure how long the block will last. So I'm really sorry for all those who are invested.
AN - Meanwhile, enjoy this one.
xD Rita
