Arizona couldn't believe it. She was looking out of a window the size of one of the walls in her apartment, at the most beautiful city she had ever seen.
London is undoubtedly glamorous every day, especially with the stunning Buckingham palace at its heart. But with the dip in mercury, the city has become more dazzling and exquisite.
"Callie...this place is just too...much. Too beautiful. I can't believe I'm here," Arizona said.
When they had first arrived in London, Arizona had almost cried. She hadn't even had a passport, but Callie knew a guy, who knew a guy, who got her passport within a day. The lavish plane ride in Callie's private jet, the limo drive to the penthouse...and the penthouse, itself—she couldn't even find the words. There were none. She walked around, expecting there to be several other people sharing this gigantic suit with them. But there weren't. It was for the two of them. Just the two of them and the twinkling city of London in the backdrop.
"This place has an infinity pool, a pool on the 48th floor of the building?"
"The water is always warm, don't worry you will not feel cold" Callie added as she pecked Arizona's cheek for good measure
"Callie, this place is huge," Arizona stressed again, turning to look at Callie.
"I know. I can't stand to be cramped," Callie said, placing the key card on the bar.
"Oh, then you must hate my apartment," Arizona laughed, staring back out of the large window at the sun setting, bathing the snow with an orange glow. This is what heaven must look like.
"I don't hate your place—that much. But I'd still rather have you move in with me or at least let me pay for it."
"No and No, and Callie, we don't need four bedrooms here," Arizona fussed.
"Yes we do. We need one to sleep in. I need an office and the other two...well, if you want, we can make love in those as well if it will make you feel better about them going to waste."
Arizona laughed. "Actually, I think it would."
With twinkling Christmas lights, carolers on the street, and the aroma of freshly baked cookies and cake wafting around them, Callie and Arizona laid in front of the fireplace, under the mistletoe, wrapped in each other's arms. Between the multiple orgasms they had brought each other, they had finished two full boxes of Condoms. They had been in London for two days, but for Arizona, time didn't matter here. She refused to look at any clocks during her stay, even the Big Ben.
They had spent the first day visiting one of England's most paramount structures— the Abbey. With the mediaeval sanctuary of an Anglo-Saxon saint at its core, the Abbey was first on Callie's list of must-visit sites. Arizona was in awe at Callie's depth of knowledge in the history of various Architectural structures. It was like watching Callie in her true element.
"Since 1066, it has been the official coronation church. Not only coronations but royal weddings and burials also take place here as well." Callie had told her as they had ventured inside, hand in hand.
Callie had told her a couple of illicit stories around the exquisite architecture as well, and Arizona knew these stories would linger in her mind forever.
They had then gone to the WWT London Wetland Centre where they had taken the husky sleigh ride and actually visited Santa. Arizona had taken endless photos with the huskies and watched in awe as Callie helped the elves with Christmas decorations and prepared gifts with them.
On the day of Christmas, they had gone to the Hyde Park Winter Wonderland to revel in the spirit of Christmas. Arizona had truly missed her parents that day, this was the first Christmas she was spending without her parents, but as she watched Callie, dressed up in a pair of black jeans, a black jacket and a dorky green muffler around her neck, squealing in child-like joy at every single activity in the park, Arizona couldn't have felt happier. They held hands as they did ice-skating, had endless fun in the magical ice kingdom and with Callie's daredevil nature, tried every wild ride out there.
With the sun going down around 3pm, they had strolled to Santaland, shopped around in traditional Christmas markets, and hopped on to local food joints to indulge in many lip-smacking delicacies.
Once they had returned, it was difficult to make it to any of the four outrageous bedrooms, as Callie had taken her in the living room itself, right in-front of the fireplace, near their Christmas tree, with a velvety red carpet as their only support.
Callie had been semi-good about trying to not conduct business, but Arizona had to give her several evil looks every time she answered her cell phone while they were visiting the sites. But tonight, with no one interrupting them, she had a few questions on her mind.
"Callie, have you thought about...I mean, I uh…have ever thought about settling down?" Arizona hesitantly asked, while lacing her fingers through Callie's and bringing it to her lips. Her scent still lingering heavily on Callie's fingers.
Callie stared up at the ceiling and then looked at Arizona, the fire from the fireplace and the lights from the fairy lights were giving her an angelic look. "It's not high on my list of things to do to be honest. I'm not ruling it out, but I don't know.", she added as she traced the alabaster skin with the back of her hand.
"Do you want kids?"
"Are you offering?" Callie asked, grinning.
Arizona lightly tapped her. "NO. I'm just asking. I want to know more about your plans for the future."
Callie sighed. "I don't really think my occupation allows much room for something like that."
"But Mark has kids," Arizona countered, but then she realized how obvious she might sound. "I mean, I'm just saying he's made it work." She didn't want to keep pressing the issue, but she just wondered if Callie could eventually have a normal life. Not that Callie would want that with her?, but she did say she loved her. And she knew without a doubt that she loved Callie—so maybe her dreams at night weren't too far off the mark.
"Yeah, but Mark isn't the face of my business. I am. And when people get, well, pissed, they aim for me, not him. And they try to hurt those closest to me."
Both Callie and Arizona remained silent after that statement, with the future weighing heavy on both their minds.
Yes, London really was heaven, Arizona was sure of it. She and Callie had spent the whole day touring the city. Arizona had let herself revel in the exceptional architecture and rich history of the London Tower Bridge today, as she and Callie had enjoyed the panoramic view of the whole city through the walkways and glass floors. Callie had even taken her to one of the hidden treasures of London, the Arizonan Engine rooms, teasing her about her name all through that visit.
At the beginning of the rest of the tour for the day, Callie was on her cell phone. At first it bothered Arizona, because Callie was missing many of the sights, but then when Arizona really thought about it, she concluded that Callie probably did stuff like this all the time. Callie probably had to stay connected to her business at all costs. Arizona had sighed and leaned her head against the window as their driver zipped them around the most picturesque locations in the city.
Their next stop was The Convent Garden, which was decked like a bride owing to the Christmas season. Everything seemed more abundant and unrestrained. Just so full of life and spirit of festivities. Arizona was buying some candies from a street seller when she felt Callie's strong arms grip her waist and slide her back against her body.
"I had to take that call sweetheart," Callie whispered into her ear.
Another change in Callie's behaviour was her using more and more terms of endearment when it comes to Arizona. And it always made Arizona feeling a little mush and thinking about that future that dominated her dreams these days.
Arizona nodded. "You missed some really beautiful sights though," she pouted.
"Trust me, I'm staring at the most beautiful thing in this city," Callie said, twirling her blonde curls between her fingers. Callie even surprised herself sometimes with the sappy things she said when she was around Arizona. But she meant every word. She was pretty sure that Mark and Edwards could handle everything while she was gone, but it still felt strange to be away for so long.
She had never taken a two weeks absence in her life. Ever.
Arizona leaned her head back and kissed Callie. To be such a cold hearted business tycoon, Callie could say the sweetest things. "All forgiven," Arizona said.
Callie felt a bit bolder, as she let her hands roam at Arizona's front, right in the middle of a public place. She heard Arizona moan as she bent down to bite her neck. She squeezed and palmed Arizona's left breast in her hands. "Fuck, Arizona. I want to drag you back to our place and fuck the hell out of you."
"Then let's go," Arizona whispered, placing Callie's other hand by her face, and gently sucking on her middle finger.
"Uh, shit," Callie said as she dragged Arizona back to their car and hopped in.
"Hey, we're ready to return and I'll double the tip if you can get us there as quickly as possible," Callie said to the driver. She was feeling aroused and sexy and she wished she had carried a couple of condoms in her wallet for moments like these. Ever since they got back together, Callie had chosen to use condoms instead of asking Arizona to get on pills. She figured it was better that way as she didn't want Arizona to think that sex is the only thing that mattered in their relationship….even if it was the best thing.
Even after all this time, even after multiple consummations, their chemistry was firey and explosive and it sometimes left Callie hot and bothered throughout the day.
Arizona was already in her own little world. Her sex was tingling and if the driver couldn't see them, she would have considered fucking Callie in the back of the car.
When they reached the penthouse, they barely got through the door because they couldn't part their lips from one another. Arizona pulled Callie's sweater over her head as Callie stepped out of her shoes. Callie was about to pull her dress down when Arizona stopped her.
"Mmm, Callie. I have, mmm, I have to—to pee really quickly. I'll be right back," she said in between kisses.
Callie swatted her ass as Arizona turned around and sprinted to the bathroom.
Arizona washed her hands and walked back into the front room, but Callie wasn't there. "Callie?" Arizona called. She looked in their bedroom, but Callie wasn't there either. She walked toward the back of the penthouse when she heard Callie talking. She opened up the office room door and found Callie sitting down with her cell phone attached to her ear and staring at her laptop. Arizona placed her hands on her hips and narrowed her eyes at Callie.
Callie placed her hand over the speaker of the phone. "Sweetheart, I have to take this call. I'll be done in a minute," Callie said, before turning her attention back to the computer screen. "Yeah, I have the file pulled up now. And thank you gentlemen for joining at the last minute. Edwards can give you all the facts and figures, and if you have any questions at the end, please feel free to ask."
Arizona watched as Callie ignored her presence and conducted her business call. They had cut their tour short to rush back and have mind-blowing sex, but instead, Callie had hopped on a damn business call, again. Arizona stared past Callie and out of the large window at the beautiful view. The sun was gradually setting, casting a burnt orangish glow across the blue water of the infinity pool. It really should have been a painting. Arizona wished she could capture that moment forever. She looked over at Callie again. Callie looked so good sitting there in that chair with just her black jeans and matching bra on. No top or shoes.
Callie's body was heavenly…Arizona never had any doubts about that but it's the confidence with which Callie carried herself, even in various states of being dressed and undressed, that always left Arizona a bit flustered and a whole lot wet….down there. It really wasn't fair to mere mortals like herself. Callie is smart, beautiful, perfect physique and wealthy. People usually weren't blessed with all of those things at once without selling their soul to the devil.
Arizona stared at Callie unabashedly — Miss perfect sitting there holding a business meeting in the middle of what was supposed to have been their sexual romp. 'Well, screw that,' Arizona thought.
She walked over and stood in front of Callie. She slowly started removing her dress. For today's visit to the city, she had opted for a green puffed-up layered dress that fell at her thighs, she had paired it up with knee high boots and a grey cardigan, which she had got rid of when they had entered the penthouse.
Arizona smirked when she saw Callie's eyes shift from the laptop to her body. Her typing slowed and then stopped. Arizona unsnapped her strapless bra and pushed her panties down next.
Immediately Callie gulped and felt a tightening in her jeans. Arizona's body could keep her attention during the middle of a war. Arizona's nipples resembled hard strawberry pebbles, beckoning for her attention. Arizona's thin waist, toned stomach and wide hips only fed Callie's lustful wants.
In that moment, Arizona was thankful for the thermostat keeping the penthouse so warm and cozy in the month of December. She was feeling so bold and hot. She wanted to get back at Callie for making her cut the tour short and then holding out on sex.
Oh yes, Callie was about to pay.
She slid Callie's laptop out of the way and sat on the desk in front of her, spreading her legs and giving Callie a perfect view of her sex, already glistening with her juices. Arizona slowly licked and sucked on her middle and ring fingers and after she slid them from her plump lips, she slowly slid them down her body. She left a slight wet trail, circling her nipples, past her belly button and then down to her tight, wet entrance. She guided her fingers inside her pussy and began to fuck herself slowly, right in front of Callie's face. Her head rolled back as she openly masturbated in front of Callie.
Callie...couldn't think of shit to say. She didn't know what the hell was going on with the phone call, because she had stopped listening when Arizona opened her legs for her viewing pleasure. And now Arizona was masturbating in front of her. Her length almost hurt, it was straining so hard against the zipper of her Jeans. She watched closely as Arizona's soaked fingers glided in and out of her sex. God Damnit!
Callie knew Arizona was doing this to punish her. And she deserved it, but Goddamn, what torture this was.
Arizona started working her fingers faster and deeper, rubbing her clit with her thumb. Oh, it was building. That feeling that caused her legs to tremble and her eyes to roll back with such intense pleasure. She gritted her teeth and covered her mouth to keep from moaning loudly and disrupting Callie's call-although that was kind of her plan. And then it happened. She came, jerking her hips forward, pumping her fingers faster and faster.
Callie's mouth opened and she almost dropped the phone.
Arizona finally opened her eyes and looked at Callie. The look in Callie's eyes seemed almost cannibalistic. Good. She stood up from the desk and placed her two wet fingers at Callie's lips. Callie opened her mouth and quietly sucked her sweet juices from her fingers, while staring into her eyes. If the men on the other end of the line only knew what just happened….. Arizona could hear their voices through the phone, but it didn't seem as though Callie was hearing anything at the moment.
Callie watched in an aroused state of shock and horror as Arizona dropped to her knees. She stared up into her face as she deliberately took her time unzipping Callie's jeans. Arizona pulled her dick out and began to massage and squeeze the stiff shaft. She rolled her tongue over the tip, licking the precum. Callie was about to shut her eyes when she heard her name being called.
"Yeah, I—I'm here, Steph. Repeat the question," Callie said, barely hanging on.
Arizona looked back at Callie's face as she engulfed the top half of her length. Ooh...
"No, we d-don't—"
Arizona swirled her tongue over and over and sucked harder and harder.
"—disclose how we—"
Her mouth continued to go further and further down onto her shaft, until her lips almost reached the base.
"—co-conduct our restaurant business...oh, um, until you are working dir-directly with—us," Callie said, whispering the last word. Little sparks were setting off in her brain, and she could barely think. Arizona pulled back and began sucking harder on the tip while pumping the shaft with her hand. Goddamn, she was about to explode in Arizona's mouth.
"Oh, shit," Callie said softly, forgetting the phone was against her mouth. She was almost there when she felt Arizona's wet, hot mouth leave her length.
Damnit! No. No. Noooooo
Arizona stood up and quickly put her dress back on and walked out.
Callie sat there with her member bulging from her pants and a shocked look across her face. No the fuck she didn't.
"Excuse me gentlemen, an emergency just came up. Edwards, can you reschedule," Callie said before she hung up the phone and headed for the door.
Arizona heard Callie open the door and slam it shut. She could hear her hurried footsteps coming toward the front of the house. When she saw Callie, she could say that Callie looked pissed. Arizona slowly stepped backwards to the door and when Callie took one step towards her, she slid open the door to the infinity pool and took off onto the pool, giggling and running.
She squealed when she looked back and saw Callie jet through the door after her. She started running faster around the huge pool, but her laughing was causing her to run out of breath quicker than normal.
Callie was sure they were disturbing others who had penthouses close to theirs, but she didn't care. She was going to make Arizona pay for leaving her hard like that. She was easily gaining on her and when she reached Arizona, Callie pulled her back and lifted her off her feet. Arizona was laughing and screaming for Callie to put her down. She was pleading for Callie not to do what she was about to do, but Callie did it anyway. She tossed Arizona into the pool and jumped in behind her. When Arizona broke through to the surface, the water, steamy and hot around them, she playfully attacked Callie. They played around in the water for a few more minutes, before they started kissing and groping each other. Clothes got thrown out to lounge chairs as both women got completely naked.
Their lips found one another's again in a dance of tongue in the furious hunger of their kiss.
Their lust bubbling to rule out all else as they moved through the pool, slowly moving towards the edge that overlooked the city.
Their hands slipping over each other, finding it difficult to grasp in the water, as their skin shimmered from the back lights of the penthouse and the moon above them.
Their groans of pleasure got muffled and lost in the mouth of the other.
Arizona's fingers clenched at Callie's rear, but Callie pushed Arizona back. Their lips breaking away again, Arizona pulled her tongue slowly from Callie's mouth. Their eyes met in that moment again, breasts rising and falling with heavy breathing. They moved, almost clumsily, through the water, until Arizona's back was pressing against the edge of the pool. The edge was made of glass, around 3 ft wide, with water overflowing to the other side.
Arizona's eyes widened a bit at Callie's lustful indication. Because what Callie was suggesting looked equally dangerous as it was erotic. She felt Callie licking the shell of her ear, "Trust Me", she heard Callie whispering.
Fingertips sliding beneath Arizona's tight ass, Callie lifted slightly, and Arizona pulled her hands free, planting them on the edge of the pool. Arizona couldn't help but stare at Callie's lustful gaze as she lifted Arizona up from the water, until only her legs remained inside.
Grinning, Callie spread them open and slid between until she felt her breasts pressing tightly against the glass wall. She found herself staring at Arizona's pussy, at the carefully trimmed pubic hair in contrast to her own cleanly waxed nether region. The scent of it was nearly overpowered by the chlorine in the waters, but Callie could still pick up the slight tang.
Bringing her face forward, wet black locks draping over Arizona's glistening white thighs, Callie pressed her lips directly to the other woman's clit. She parted the pussy lips a bit and pushed at the little bud with her tongue and listened to the lustful moan that poured from Arizona. Arizona leaned back, her body arched, arms draped above her as Callie's tongue massaged her clit, all the while the overflowing water sloshed around them. Callie captured the aroused little bud with her lips and pulled it outwards and then went on to nudge it with her nose, as her tongue took broad strokes. Callie wished at that moment for a camera, to capture them like this. It was a thing of primal beauty. The moon was casting an eerie glow around them and Arizona was glowing as a literal angel in front of her.
The slight tartness of Arizona's arousal was starting to soak into Callie's tongue. And Arizona just let her do what she wanted. Callie groaned, and shuffled her head ferociously at Arizona's sex, the sound of her pleasure being muffled by the clit in front of her. She could feel the slight buck of hips against her mouth, against her eager tongue, but Callie didn't let herself stop.
Arizona's moans were almost musical, sounding across the deck, out into the dark hours of the morning. Getting louder, higher in pitch, until her heels pressed against the small of Callie's back.
Until her hips pressed hard upwards and the notes deepened.
Callie wished she could see the look on Arizona's face as she reached her first orgasm, but she took delight from the sounds and kept her head buried between the pale thighs, her personal heaven. She didn't let her tongue stop, coaxing Arizona through it all, until she was forced to descend.
"Get up here," Arizona's words were almost a moan, but they were far from breathless.
Arizona picked her head up to watch Callie pull herself from the pool, water pouring off her breasts, her hips, as she crawled over Arizona like a nymph from myth. The sway of her breasts had them grazing Arizona's skin, all the way to her own smaller bust, until Callie lay atop of her, her shaft poking her entrance like it has a mind of its own. Their lips found each other again, Arizona finding her flavour on Callie's lips diluted by the pool's waters. But still she pushed her tongue forward, clutching Callie tight.
Callie entered her in one swift motion and Arizona arched her hips to meet Callie's hips. She kept her hands beside Arizona's head and lowered her head to engulf the protruding nipple in front of her, rolling her hips ever so lightly, to get Arizona acquainted with her size.
She squeezed the pale globes in her hands while her lips worked on one nipple, her hand paid attention to another. Callie kept rolling her lips but didn't start her thrusts just yet. Arizona's body deserved to be worshipped and she's gonna do just that.
Arizona watched as Callie's head bobbed up and down on her right breast and then moved to the left one. Callie was stroking her nipple with short strokes of her tongue but all Arizona needed was some attention on her womanhood. She tried to buck her hips but Callie's hips pinned her down, restricting any moment.
Callie kept on sucking Arizona's breasts, going back and forth between right and left. When she was satisfied, she licked a wet path between the valley of Arizona's breasts and reached her pulse point. She started sucking on Arizona's pulse point as her hips started a delirious rhythm. Stroke after stroke, thrust after thrust she pushed her length deeper and deeper into Arizona's sex. She stilled for a moment when one more of Arizona's orgasm washed over her length but then continued to thrust into the slick channel berserkly.
She felt herself expanding inside Arizona's tight canal and used her hands to bring her own boobs to rub it hard and fast against Arizona's bust in a erotic display of lust and wanton and that was enough to send them over the edge.
For a long moment they lay like that, on the deck, water spreading out from their forms. Their lips never stopped for breath as hands ran over each other.
Slower than before, savouring the other.
Finally Callie broke the kiss. She pulled her head away, wet hair teasing along Arizona's neck and chest.
"I think it's time to use the other two bedrooms," she said, letting the words turn into a purr.
"I think so too," Arizona replied, letting the other woman help her up and guide her back into the penthouse house. Through a single door they found themselves in the spacious bedroom, falling onto the still well made bed, uncaring about soaking the sheets.
Their bodies entwined, as they explored each other, sampling the flavours of the other, sleep did not find them until the morning sun had risen well above the horizon.
Callie was feeling ecstatic. Today she had let Arizona plan the day for them and the dreamy woman had chosen the Wizarding World of Harry Potter to visit. She hates to admit but it has been on her mind as well but Callie didn't want to sound too childish. Doesn't go well with her hard, business tycoon image…,nope not at all.
They had spent days leading to this visiting the popular festive-season hotspots of the city—one day they were experiencing the trailblazing lightings at Kew, then on another they were immersed in the dazzling views of Palm Street, the picturesque Mayfair and Belgravia streets.
They had done every tourist-y stuff out there but not in a hurried manner. Every trip has been laid back and they have basked in the glory and spectacle in front of them like lovers on honeymoon. Callie quickly chased that thought away from her head. She reasoned it with her mind being a mush from spending so much time with Arizona. This trip had been everything she had dreamed of and more. She has travelled the world but her trips were always business and never about pleasure. But this trip was different, Arizona has made it different. It made her wonder if she can actually give up her lifestyle and live with Arizona like this.
She sighed and linked her fingers with Arizona, who was wearing some cute rainbow mittens, as they got started on their experience of 'Hogwarts in the snow.'
The tour took them through the Great Hall, Diagon alley, Forbidden Forest, Platform 9¾ and many more breathtaking locations from the set, all the while Arizona squealed in child-like joy besides her and she matched that joy with her. Maybe they could visit this place in future with their Kid—uh, she needs to stop thinking like that. This life is not for her.
Arizona put on the peach colored off-shoulder top, one of the many outfits Callie had snuck and bought her. It was definitely not something she was used to wearing on cold winter mornings, so she put on Callie's leather jacket to fight off the chill, but kept the front open. She paired the top with a black ruffled skirt with matching stockings and knee high boots to complete her look. She pulled her thick curls into a messy ponytail and walked out of the door. She was meeting Callie at a jazzy restaurant near Oxford street for breakfast. Callie had left early that morning for a run and trip to the gym. She wished she could have gone with Callie, but her body just wouldn't get up…not when it was so damn cold outside. Callie followed a dedicated regime and even though Arizona had argued with her that they were on a vacation, Callie had reasoned that she had been eating way too much and she needed to workout to feel sane. When Callie had left her, she was dressed in a grey tracksuit but had packed her casual wear in her duffel bag to change later. She had looked so damn fine, that Arizona had wanted to pull her back in the bed. But Callie had kissed her and took off out of the door.
Arizona reached the bar and sat down on a stool. She glanced around and noticed the other tourists, along with the locals. Everyone looked so happy and carefree. She knew the feeling. She ordered a pretty pink margarita and waited for Callie.
"Damn, baby doll," Arizona heard a deep voice say behind her. But she wasn't going to be so vain to think the person was referring to her as baby doll. She continued to sip on her drink.
"What's your name?" she heard another voice ask. She glanced behind her and it was confirmed that she was 'baby doll'. One guy was looking at her legs while the other was looking at her face. He must have been the one who asked for her name.
"Arizona," she politely said, then turned back around.
"You got a man, Arizona?" she heard the other ask. They were obviously from the States too, judging on their accents. One was white and wearing a ball cap. The other was black and decked in all leather.
"Nope…a woman!"
"Oohhh interesting. Is she here?"
Arizona turned back around in her chair. "She will be in just a few minutes."
"Well, shit, she is crazy as hell leaving you alone. I'd be by your side every minute," the all-leather guy said.
"Or in you every minute," the one with the ball cap whispered to his friend, but loud enough for Arizona to hear.
Arizona was about to tell the guys to fuck off when she looked over their shoulders and saw Callie leaning against the door of the bar with her hands across her chest. She placed her finger to her lips, motioning Arizona to stay silent. Arizona watched as Callie approached her and the two young men.
"Hello gentlemen," Callie said, as she placed an arm around Arizona's neck. The two men stepped back but kept straight faces. "She's beautiful, isn't she?"
The two boys glanced at each other quickly and then back at Callie, raking their eyes up and down. "Yeah, she's pretty hot….and so are you," ball cap said, obviously the more bold of the two.
"Yeah, well you guys are not her type. She likes them bold," Callie said with a smile. Arizona was cringing inside. She didn't know whether to be shocked at Callie's words or laugh at the guys confused, somewhat scared expressions.
"I'm serious. The dangerous type, you know," Callie continued, in a thicker Mexican accent than she normally used. "That's why she likes me. It's my line of work. Do you understand? Of course you do, a couple of smart operators like you know what I'm talking about, I'm sure. You know why I'm here right?"
The two guys looked at each other again, a bit confused, then the all-leather guy decided to call Callie's bluff. "God woman, who are you? We don't know anything about you, or why you're here, and you don't know anything about us."
"Sure I do. It's my job to know and she's the bait. You've pissed off some people back in the US and that's why I'm here. I've been tracking you. You're staying further to the north side of the street, in the Mandin Hotel. And I can call the cops on you and your girlfriends won't even know you're missing. But, I'm in a good mood at the moment. Just had an intense workout. I feel like letting you guys off the hook with just a warning. This time. And this time only. If you leave quietly now, I can say I couldn't find you, and you gentlemen live to see another day? Sound good?"
Both men looked like they had seen a ghost. They slowly stepped back from Callie and Arizona and turned to leave. They quickly scurried out of the bar and around the corner.
Arizona couldn't believe what she had just seen. "How the hell did you do that?" she asked.
Callie ordered a drink and sat down beside her. "It wasn't that hard. Over the years I've learned to read people very well."
"But, how did you know that stuff. Did you know them?"
"No. Absolutely not. But I figured they couldn't afford to stay further south, so assumed they were vacationing in the north. There's only one nice, but reasonably priced hotel up north, that's close enough to here that you could make it back in an hour or so on foot. The Mandin, and that's where winter break kids stay. And guys like that never travel alone to a place like London during the winter. They had to have come with girlfriends. Plus, everyone owes someone something," Callie said, sipping her drink. "They were easy to pick on. It's the same method we use to squeeze info out of people we think are rats."
"Well, who do you owe?" Arizona asked.
"No one," Callie said with a straight face.
"Holy shit, there's so much I don't know about you," Arizona said, shaking her head. It's like the past fifteen minutes have been a blur. She still couldn't believe that Callie pulled all that out of the blue.
"Sweetheart, you know the more important things. The only things that matter."
Arizona stared up at Callie. Perhaps it was the margarita, but Arizona felt like she might be risking a lot by being with Callie, but she was definitely going to take the chance.
"I don't like the dangerous type", she added as she downed her drink
"You like me."
"Callie!" Arizona warned
Callie held up her hand in mock surrender first and then drank the cocktail the bartender had just placed in front of her. She swiveled on her stool and turned to face Arizona.
"I know you like the good in me, Arizona, but there aren't two versions of me. This version comes along with the one you fell in love with" she added
Arizona nodded and then pulled Callie out to resume their day of sightseeing.
Later that night, Arizona awoke to find Callie standing by the window, looking out at the twinkling lights of the city. The light from the moon cast a perfect soft blue color across her naked form. Arizona watched in awe as Callie stood perfectly still, giving Arizona a chance to worship the fine strong lines of her back, leading down to the most perfect ass she had never seen.
She threw the covers from her body and walked over to Callie. She wrapped her arms around Callie from behind and nuzzled closer. Arizona usually wasn't so comfortable with her nudity, but maybe Callie was rubbing off on her.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing. I just can't sleep."
"You wanna talk about it?"
"No. Not really," Callie said.
"Come on, you can tell me anything. I want to know."
"I'm just used to bad things following the good."
"What do you mean?"
Callie turned around. "Nothing. Don't worry about it. I think it's time for another inspection?" she asked, looking Arizona up and down.
"Well, that depends. Are you a harsh critic?"
"Absolutely," Callie said, before twirling her around and smacking her ass.
Arizona belted out a yelp.
"Perfect," Callie whispered, admiring her body more, while pulling her towards the bed.
Their last night in London, Callie took Arizona to an upscale restaurant. Arizona freaked when there were no prices listed on the menu. Plus it was all in a different language and she had no idea what to order. Callie finally just ordered for the both of them, and as they waited for their food to come, Callie noticed Arizona's bright dimpled smile.
"What are you thinking about?" Callie asked.
"I was just thinking that I'm going to miss this place. Everything has been so fantastic, Callie. Thank you."
"You're welcome," she said, while pouring Arizona some more wine. Arizona took a sip and then smiled at Callie again.
"You know, this is like a fairy tale to me. Perhaps a warped one, but a fairy tale nonetheless. I mean, I'm in a beautiful far away land, staying in a palace and dining at the most expensive restaurant I've ever been in. And just less than six months ago, I was sleeping on my parents' couch, holding down two jobs to support them, and had never been any further than where the city public transportation could take me. And it's only warped because of, well, your occupation and how we met"
"Uh huh. So if this was a fairy tale, I'd be the prince or princess something, right?"
Arizona laughed at the idea of Callie being her prince-princess charming. "Um, I guess so."
"And if this princess asked her fair maiden to dance, would she?"
Arizona smiled again, as she took Callie's hand and the two walked to the dance floor. She held tightly to Callie as she twirled her around. Arizona was truly happy. If this dance never ended, she would have been just fine with that. A part of her knew they had to go back, but she wasn't ready to share Callie again with her job. Or return to the loud hustle and bustle of the city. Yes, she could have stayed in this restaurant all night, dancing in a place with no prices on the menus, and life would have been perfect. But like all things, she knew it had to come to an end. She quickly wiped a tear from her face as Callie leaned down and kissed her.
The clock dinged at the 24th hour as Callie deepened the kiss and then pulled back to cup Arizona's cheek.
"Happy New Year!" she said as she brushed her nose with Arizona's and then dipped her head to kiss her again.