AN: Please don't hate me on this chapter

Arizona's POV

I practically rip the button up shirt of the brunette currently pressed against the wall. I hear the buttons actually flying to the floor, but I couldn't care any less. From her flushed face and heaving chest, I can tell that her ruined shirt is the last thing on her mind. I pull my shirt over my head, then my pants and underwear follow. She gets the idea and undresses herself as well. Then there, in all her glory in front of me, with her long dark locks, her perfectly chiseled face, her intense gaze, her skin with the subtle hint of tan, her perfectly round and perky breasts, her toned abdomen and luscious hips and thighs, the woman who would be blowing my mind tonight.

I attack her mouth with mine with immense need, and I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her towards the bed. I then push her down and go on top of her. I direct my kisses to her neck and I suck and nip and bite while I put my hands on her breasts. Her hardening nipples are against my palm and this just shows that she wants this.

I trail my kisses downward in between her breasts, down to her abdomen, and down to where she needs me.

Callie's POV

I untangle myself from the sheets as I roll off the bed. The naked body sleeping beside me is unaware of the movements I've made. It's the middle of the night and still a few hours til daybreak, yet I couldn't put myself to sleep.

Flashback

"Richard's home"

Then just like that it's like a light was switched on in the mind of the beautiful blonde standing in front of me.

I'm also snapped out of my daze, suddenly aware of what happened. There was a palpable awkwardness in the air, and I can also see Arizona is at a loss for words.

"Maybe I should go, I don't want to intrude or anything," Arizona says slightly stammering with her words.

"No no, please stay. It's already late, you should stay," I say, fumbling with words myself.

But before she can say anything, my phone rang once again. I flash her an apologetic look before answering the door.

"I'm at the door Callie, don't make me wait any longer, " Richard said sternly in the phone.

"You should open up for him, I bet he's tired and missing you badly," Arizona says. Before I can respond she speaks again.

"Come to think of it, I guess I really should spend the night out, it's my birthday after all. ," Arizona says with a chuckle.

Before I can protest, my phone starts ringing again. I apologize to Arizona and literally run to the front door. I greet my husband, and he's looking pretty pissed. I help him with his luggage from the car and before I can lock up once again, Arizona emerges from her room.

"Welcome back Mr. Sloan, I hope you had a great trip," Arizona says courteously.

"Thank you," Richard replies without even glancing at Arizona.

"It's her birthday today, " I say with a slight chuckle to Richard.

"Oh yeah?," Richard replies still busy with his phone not even looking up at me or Arizona.

He then pulls out his wallet and hands Arizona a 100 dollar bill. He finally looked up at Arizona briefly and said "Happy birthday", then he walks away pulling his suitcase with him.

"You really should stay," I say with Arizona with an almost pleading look.

"Good night Callie, thank you for an amazing day and dinner, please say thank you to Richard for me," Arizona says with a soft smile, then she disappears through the front door.

Arizona's POV

I'm staring at my ceiling, listening to the ticking of the clock on the desk. We just had sex. It wasn't terrible, actually it was pretty good, but here I am, trying to figure out how I should feel about this.. About everything. I mean, I've had my fair share of women since I was 16, had sex for fun, out of love, or for experimentation. I love sex, don't get me wrong, and I can say that I'm pretty good at it, but this.. This right here, what I'm feeling is new, and inappropriate.

I turn to my side and look at the sleeping brunette beside me. She's undeniably beautiful, but….

"Hey," she purrs in a raspy voice as she slowly opens her eyes to look at me.

"Hi," I say with a small smile. She then leans in and gives me a peck on the lips.

"I guess I didn't tire you out that much huh," she says as she starts peppering my neck with kisses.

"I just got some things on my mind," I reply closing my eyes, trying to actually be in the moment.

"And I'm guessing you don't want to talk about it," she says as she starts nipping on my ear.

"Hmm, no talking….," I hum as I start to get in the mood. She then straddles me then trails her fingers on my torso

"Do you want me to go or should we have some breakfast first," she asks quite seductively yet still a little but unsure.

"You don't have to go, breakfast would be nice," I say with a soft smile.

"Alright then," then she dives right to my lip.

"Well… you… better… get… dressed… for… breakfast…then…. cause… I… have…. nothing… to… feed…. you…. here…," I say in between kisses to the brunette on top of me.

"Well, the breakfast I had in mind doesn't involve any clothing," she tells me with a sultry smile.

I can't help but smirk back. Then I put my hand on Eliza's neck and pull her back down.

Flashback

I don't know why I did that, stupid stupid stupid. I'm currently walking away from the Torres-Sloan mansion, quickening my pace as if I can walk away from the embarrassment and potentially awkward situation I put myself into.

I got carried away. Callie had been nothing but amazing, and caring, and she spoke to me like I'm some kind of incredible. She saw the importance of what I'm trying to do with my life, and she looked at me like I matter. A friend like that is hard to come by, being surrounded by trust fund kids who have no idea what I'm going through: and, I fell for it.

Her embrace was so warm, and safe, and I haven't had any physical contact with another human being for quite a while. She smelled so good. Nearing the end of the day, there were only traces of her perfume left, and her distinct smell is starting to come through. I wasn't able to help myself, I had to get closer, I had to inhale and surround myself with her. I don't know what my feelings toward her were exactly, I just know that I crave her presence.

It was embarrassing, so I had to bail. I had to get out as fast as possible. Also, the moment her phone rang, the gravity of what I was feeling dawned on me. I was only allowed a harmless crush, nothing more, definitely nothing beyond that. So, I had to get out and pull myself together.

I know a peaceful sleep is definitely out of the picture, I would just be tossing and turning in my bed, so, I do what any college kid would do on the night of their birthday.

I go to the beach house, a college bar near campus. I had been here a few times before with some of my classmates who frequent this place. It's noisy with too much rowdy college kids, it's fun though, and probably what I need tonight.

I order a bottle of beer to start off, and I just sit on the bar for a while, waving at classmates, acquaintances, people in the same class. My mind is already starting to drift away from the events of the night when a familiar face appeared in front of me.

"Arizona right?," the brunette asks.

"Yes, hi… I'm sorry, you look familiar but I seem to not know your name," I say leaning in closer to her ear so she can hear me better.

"I'm Eliza.. Eliza Minnick, we have Sociology class together," she says as she reaches for my hand for a soft hand shake. Her hand seemed to linger for quite a while in mine.

"Great to finally meet you Eliza, " I say with a dimpled smile. I can see she is definitely eyeing me from head to toe and I can't help but do the same. She has long dark locks, thick lips, a chiseled face, toned body with broad shoulders and a great ass. She's not too bad, actually she's kind of hot.

"I'm sorry but I have to ask, how did you know my name?," I ask.

"That name attached to that face, how could I not remember," she says as she gives me a smile while biting on the straw of her drink. I had not noticed that she hasn't let go of my hand still until she pulled me away from the bar towards their booth.

I have to admit, this is fun. I do go out with some college buddies at times, but this particular group is fun. Most of them are taking IT, some taking up arts.

"So why were you all by your lonesome there Arizona," Eliza says as she scoots closer to me.

"I really didn't plan on going here, it was a last minute thing, just a farewell to the big one-eight," I tell her putting my arms around her shoulder as I lean in closer to her ear. This is what I like about loud places, I have a reason to be closer to someone I'm flirting with.

"Well… Happy birthday then," Eliza says as she starts to trail her fingers on my thigh.

"It would be a shame if I don't give you anything for your birthday," she husks into my ear.

"Yeah," I ask with a smile, playing her game.

"Maybe we could go back to your place so I can give you my gift," she says, nibbling my ear before pulling away completely.

Then after a few minutes, we bounced.

Callie's POV

I got paged for an emergency a little after lunch. There seemed to be a mass vehicular accident in the freeway. Richard had gone to the office, and I would probably in surgery til the wee hours in the morning, so I can't just leave Sofia in the daycare for so long. So I dial Arizona's number.

"Hello," Arizona answers with a thick voice.

"Did you just wake up? It's the middle of the day Arizona," I say with a chuckle trying to lighten the mood.

"Uhm yeah, sorry, I went out for drinks last night," Arizona replies finishig the sentence with a yawn.

"I'm sorry but I wouldn't ask if it weren't an emergency. I just got paged for a mass casualty situation, is it okay if you watch over Sofia tonight," I say in almost a ramble.

"Yeah yea, " she says then I hear some shuffling, and some talking? Another woman's voice? Is she with someone?

"I'll just fix up and be there in a flash," Arizona says.

"Are you sure? I don't want to take you away from something important," I say curtly.

"No no, I'll be there, I'll see you in a bit," she says chirpily then the line went dead.

In about 15 minutes, the doorbell rang.

I open the door to see Arizona standing there with her usual big dimpled smile. I didn't fail to notice though the car driving away behind her.

"Did someone drive you here," I ask, unable to stop myself from asking.

"Yeah, Eliza dropped me off," she says as she steps inside.

"Eliza?," I prod further.

"Yeah, a friend," she says with a shrug.

"Just a friend? Is she good people Arizona?," I ask.

"She's good, don't worry," she says. "You better get going, lives need saving by the great Calliope Torres," she says as she tries to push me out the door.

"You two better behave," I say as I grab my car keys.

"Always do," she replies with a huge grin, then I'm off to work.

Arizona's POV

I had been so tired the entire day that the moment hit the sack, I dozed off as well. I didn't even have the time to go to the spare bedroom, I just passed out on Sofia's desk. Eliza Minnick would definitely be the death of me. She's not too bad, she's hot, a genuinely nice person but often misunderstood by her classmates. Our night together was definitely one for the books, and spending the morning with her isn't too bad. We've already planned on seeing each other again, but nothing too serious.

I was awakened by shouting outside Sofia's room. It definitely sounded like Callie and Mr. Sloan. Sofia was slightly startled and she began to whimper and toss in her sleep. I immediately went to her side to rub soothing circles on her arm, and as soon as her breathing slows and evens out, I step outside her room.

The upstairs hallway looks pretty deserted, not even a trace of what happened earlier. However, there is light coming from downstairs so I go down to investigate.

The light seems to be coming from the kitchen, and as I walk towards it, I see a figure standing there nursing a big glass of wine.

I walk towards Callie, and I can see that she'd been crying. It took a moment before she realized that I was standing there. When she saw me, she immediately looked away and wiped the tears rolling off of her face.

"Hey, what's wrong," I say as I put a comforting hand on her arm, trying to look her in the eyes. She still is looking away, looking at anything, anywhere but me.

"It's nothing," she says trying to shrug it off. I step in front of her, not really caring that I was already dangerously close to her again.

"Tell me," I say convincingly. This is one of the rare moments when Callie and I are actually serious around one another and not laughing our assess off or playing with each other. It was as if the awkward moment yesterday didn't happen, I can't think about that right now, what matters now is Callie.

"Richard and I fought, he left for the night," she says trying to fight the tears that were about to fall again.

AN: Someone brought up that the story is identical to a fanfic about Rizzoli and Isles, so I had to look the story up, and yes, I found the summary similar. I don't even know who Rizzoli and Isles are, so I can absolutely guarantee you that the similarities are coincidental, and that the writing style, where the story is headed and the focus of the two fanfics are different.

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