She closed the door after the last guest, and turned to face Owen while bracing herself for the confrontation. She knew he was not pleased with her inviting Teddy, but he had politely tolerated it and ignored "the skanky cardio goddess", as Cristina would mentally name her... well, mentally, and when talking to Meredith... but that was another topic, and she couldn't help a wicked smile. She got the impression that her head was a bit less steady than she had thought.

She saw him staring at her intently, leaning against the kitchen counter, with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He looked hot, and she immediately felt the heat rushing through her veins. Amazing how he would make her think of sex anytime and anywhere, she still wondered how they had been able to refrain from sex for months. Maybe she would get lucky and get him distracted with sex. It was after all their first night alone in the apartment... they had been drinking and the lights were dim. The idea of spending the night inaugurating all the common corners of the apartment was definitely appealing, and was making her hardened nipples show through the thin tissue of her top. Besides, she was definitely much better in the physical plane than talking.

"So?" he arched a brow, as she approached, aware of the obviously naughty thoughts Cristina was having, and that she might have had one or two beers too many.

"Unhappy?" she asked holding his shoulders and stretching to kiss him.

"You are not going to distract me, what was Teddy doing here?" he smirked, placing his hands around her waist, and bringing her closer for a kiss though.

"Drinking, I guess, I did not pay too much attention to her, actually… it's not as if she was my best friend, you know" She joked, while sliding her hands down from his neck to his waist, and then up again under his shirt.

"You know that's not what I meant" he laughed while contracting the muscles of his stomach under her cold touch. She was definitely distracting him. And who wanted to think about Teddy with Cristina around?

She looked at him and shrugged.

"I am just keeping my present, you know… it is bad taste to return them "she joked "you gave her to me, so I get to keep her" she continued, still teasing him with her hands under his shirt. "Though right now I am more worried by the fact that my new room-mate is not taking my clothes off to celebrate our first night alone in the apartment" she continued, making it impossible for him to think about anything else. She was right; they had plenty of time for speaking, and her hands unfastening his belt were too wicked to ignore.

He just couldn't resist her; he smiled and gave up, baring her from her top in a quick move, and taking her mouth with his. No way was she going to be disappointed by his lack of enthusiasm.

Without effort, as if she didn't weight a bit, he turned her around and made her sit on the counter, getting her breasts at the height of his head. It would only take him a minute to bare them and have her begging… though he loved to take his time with Cristina, and now they had all the time and the privacy in the world to make it last. Or to make it as noisy as they wanted. This was not an occasion for "quick and dirty" as she sometimes requested.

For a while, neither of them spoke, and the last coherent thought that crossed Cristina's mind was that she loved how easily he could be distracted.

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Much later, exhausted on the couch and covered only by a wool blanket, he caressed her shoulder. He loved feeling her light weight over his body, and her breath tickling his chest. Well, who was he fooling? He loved everything about her, even if he got mad at her about stupid surprises.

"I'm a bit disappointed you are not feeling jealous and that you do not have an issue with having Teddy around" he confessed.

"I don't do jealous" Cristina retorted, sounding a bit more offended that she really was "though the thought of drowning and quartering my mentor has crossed my mind… and the nurses are not much better, always throwing themselves at you…" she stopped for a second to playfully slap his shoulder "don't you dare looking at me so satisfied" she complained "alright…I might be a tad jealous, but I am an adult, and I can manage it. She is a good mentor… and besides, I can imagine how I would feel if I had to see you happy with someone else." The last sentence was only bit louder than whisper, as she was ashamed of feeling empathy for the cardio goddess.

For some moments he just stared at her, loving her more with every breath he took. How could she fool everyone pretending not to care?

"And people think you are not compassionate... Do you know how amazing you are?" He spoke, caressing her hair, and letting all the love sound in his voice.

"Oh, I am not that good" she said blushing "I am dreadfully possessive… I am thinking that it might be a good idea to mark you as mine for everyone to know… I should put a stamp on your forehead for the nurses or cardio goddesses to stay away of my property" she joked.

"You might consider putting a ring on my finger then… I am sure it would be clear enough" he replied with a laugh, while holding his breath and wondering if the day would come when he would get lucky enough to propose without her freaking out. He knew it would not be easy for her to think about marriage after having been left at the altar once. Damned the idiot!

She smiled after some eternal seconds to reply "Mmm, OK, a ring on your finger might do" and felt his heart beating a tad faster under her cheek. "Would you marry me?" She asked, stretching to stare at his blue eyes, loving being able to surprise him, and not doubting his answer for even a second.