Because of Her

Chapter 3

I remember feeling my heart beat up in my chest like never before, she knew who I was, but I hadn't the slightest idea who she was back then. Believe me, if I had ever seen her around, I would hardly have forgotten about her.

So now I was intrigued and with greater reason I had a great impulse to know this woman who apparently already knew me from somewhere.

"What do you mean you know me?" I asked with a nervous smile and just she bursted out laughing again.

" Relax! I only know your name because I recognized you from the photos and that's because my sister keeps telling me how this blonde woman stole her dream job in front of her nose." She answered calmly, my hand still in her hand, like if they belonged together. I didn't want to let go of her soft, smooth hand and apparently, she did not want to do it either.

My mind started running for all the people this beautiful woman could be referring to and then I realized. "Aria Torres? You sister is Aria Torres?" My smile widened much more. At that time Aria and I were rivals, always at the head of the other and in this move I came out victorious, I got the job and so she had to obey everything I ordered, advantages of being the chief now.

Callie smiled even more, "Yes, Aria is my sister and she keeps telling me you stole her job, which I assume we're celebrating about it right now." She tilted her head to the side as if thinking of the facts, revealing a bit of her neck ... I must say, it distracted me.

"I did not steal anything from her, I'm just the best, the position was open to those who were interested, we both were and in the end I got the job, I don't see how that's stealing." I said with confidence that always characterized me ... Because of her, I don't know if I would ever get to have that level of confidence again.

"That's exactly what I said." Callie laughed lightly, then took her lemonade and lifted it toward me. "I'm sorry for my sister, but that's the way life is. Now I officially want to congratulate you and toast your successes, Arizona Robbins, I'm sure you deserve it." I raised my glass and toasted to it with her.

She always had that thing, that way of hypnotizing me, her eyes were magnetic somehow, I remember not being able to take my eyes off of hers. It was very strange and I didn't know what was happening, I literally had just met this woman and she is already making me feel things that I had never felt before.

"Thanks, Callie." It was all I could say, what else could I say, come with me to my house? I'll make you breakfast in the morning? Go on a date with me? No, not yet, "Well, since you apparently know about me, why don't you tell me about yourself, so we can be even." I added quickly, wanting to know everything about her ... I never thought that wanting to know everything was worse than knowing anything.

"Well I'm a business woman," she lowered her voice getting closer to me, by then we were both already in each other's personal space and I liked it, more than I'd like to admit today. "I'm in charge of one of the largest hotel and tourism companies in the country, which means that I am in constant movement to other parts of the continent, but I like it just like that ..."

I remember vividly each one of the things we talked about that night, she told me everything about her business and how it had been raised by her own means, starting with only one website on the internet and bank loans, thus becoming independent of her parents, the same way that her sister Aria did. She told me what her goal was with her business and I remember that I could only think in that moment: independent, strong and beautiful, she must be the complete package, right? ... and what a package it turned out to be her.

I remember we talked for hours until they told us they were about to close the bar, then we noticed that her friends were gone and mine friend Jo at some point left too. Callie offered to take me home since I had arrived there with my friend and she certainly was the designated driver since she did not have a drop of alcohol in her system.

And I ... I just wanted to keep talking to her and have her around somehow. She took my hand and led me out of the bar. I remember feeling her body close to mine, she was warm and I was cold in the frozen night of Seattle, so I got closer to her even more to maintain contact and she put her arm around my shoulders as if she had noticed.

I don't remember saying another word, or having heard her say anything else, probably because I was slightly intoxicated. We walked silently to the car and resumed the conversation inside on the way to my house ... I didn't want to stop talkingto her, funny, today I can't stand every time she tries to talk to me.

When we got to my building, she got out and cavalierly opened the door for me, I smiled at her gesture before walking towards the entrance. I remember feeling nervous for some silly reason, I remember feeling scared too, scared not to see her again ... pathetic, right? I still have that fear.

"I really liked meeting you, Arizona." She stood before me in all her splendor and beauty, took me by the hand and went on, "It's nice to know that you're not at all like the evil version my sister has of you, you are really -"

"Awesome!" I finished up for her, earning a light laugh from her.

"Yes, you're awesome." She said almost in a whisper and approached me a little more ... I remember wanting so much for her to finally kiss me, I felt the urgency in my lips, I wanted her close and I knew that she did too.

So, I took a chance, "Do you want to go upstairs and have a drink, maybe coffee?" I took a step closer to her and so we were mere inches from each other.

She smirked before answering, "I don't think that's a good idea." She said softly.

In response, I remember doing something like a little tantrum, I frowned and made a pout, which she responded by massaging between my eyebrows so I would stop frowning. The tips of her fingers were soft and delicate. "Why not?" I asked looking into her eyes and her touch went from my forehead to my cheek ... she was so close I could feel her breathing.

She smiled at my almost childishly made out question. "Well, to begin with, you're a little drunk -" I started to refute such a thing but she would not let me, placing a finger on my lips and preventing me from saying anything else, "And I have to leave, I have a flight to Chile in three hours and lastly but not least, I don't think it's appropriate." She finished with all the reasons why and I just didn't care about any of those reasons.

"Isn't it appropriate for whom?" I asked exasperated, my hands on her waist pulling her closer to me.

"For both of us." She said slightly ... At that time, I didn't understand but today I would like to not want to understand.

"Am I going to see you again, at least?" How I hated to feel so desperate to see her again at the time, I had only met her that night and I felt as if I already missed her presence, I felt ridiculous, but at the same time I did not care.

"I'm coming back in a week, I'm sure we can arrange something by then and you have my number now, so feel free to give me a call whenever you want." She said softly, her hand now going to massage the back of my neck. "I'd like that very much." She leaned in and gave me a light kiss on the cheek before hugging me.

I remember feeling her aroma in my nostrils, the perfect combination between her perfume, the smell of her hair and the characteristic smell of only her, I returned the hug with or even more desire. I remember not wanting to let go, her body pressed against mine, her hair brushing my face, her lips on my neck and her strong arms around my body. Everything was too much, my heart quickened, but I felt calm and after a few minutes of that intense hug, when she started backing away, I couldn't contain myself anymore.

I remember putting my right hand on her neck and another hand around her waist to hold her where she was, her lips were so close that I could feel her breath on mine, our noses brushed together as well as our foreheads and for the longest seconds of history we stayed like this, in my mind I remember thinking that I wanted her to take the next step but she never did, that's when she whispered my name ... Arizona ... so delicately that I couldn't hold it any longer.

As soon as she pronounced my name that way, my mouth was on her and the contact with her lips felt so good that an uncontrollable moan left my body.

I remember that first kiss as if it had been the last one I had, her lips were so soft and thick that they make me want to bite them and that's what I did. I took her lower lip between my teeth and bit it lightly, she moaned with me, I felt her grip on my body tightened a lot more, our bodies were so close together that the rhythm of our hearts could be confused in one another. Her tongue invaded my mouth and I didn't object to receive it, we kissed I don't know for how long and every time I thought that the kiss would end due to the lack of oxygen, we simply breathed in and out and started kissing again.

Her lips were addictive, her smell was addictive, her eyes enigmatic, deep and beautiful and with time after that night, I meet her intimate touch, the ecstasy and passion that she has made me feel is something incomparable. I must say that I don't think I will ever find a person who makes me feel as much as she has made me feel since that night.

Because of Her, I may be ruined for the rest of the world.