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Callie

Chapter 5

John rolled over onto his side the next morning and stared at the clock, waiting for his alarm to go off. He hadn't been able to sleep a wink the night before, all he did was toss and turn thinking about what Mike and Callie were doing on their date. When Mike came back to the room last night, John pretended to be asleep, not quite ready to hear how great his date had been, though from Mike's happy whistling, he could tell the date had gone well.

Finally, a couple minutes later, John's alarm rang and he slapped his hand against in it, turning it off. He got out of bed and changed into a pair track pants and a wife beater before heading down to the hotel gym.

He was surprised to see how full the gym was this early in the morning and immediately trailed his gaze down the line of treadmills to find a free one. He finally did but as he looked at the machine next to the open one, he saw Callie jogging on it. Just his luck.

He approached the machine and powered it up. Callie turned to see who was next to her and once she saw John, she faced forward again. John smiled at her. "Hey,"

"Hi," She answered simply, not wanting to speak to him. The last time they saw each other, he ended their little relationship, if you could even call it that.

"So how was your date with Mike?" John asked after a couple moments of silence. He was very curious if she enjoyed herself as much as Mike seemed to have.

"Surprisingly, it was really good," She answered, keeping her gaze forward, not wanting to see his reaction, though she couldn't help but hope he would react in jealousy.

John raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Really?" He knew that she liked Mike as a friend but he was surprised she enjoyed going on a date with him. He knew he should be happy for his friend for finally getting a chance with the girl he's had a thing for for a long time, but inwardly, he was mad he wasn't the one with her.

She nodded, still keeping her focus straight. "Why are you so surprised?" She asked harshly. She really didn't feel like chit chatting with him.

He shrugged as he kicked up the speed of his treadmill. "Why are you so hostile?" He shot back.

Finally, she turned to look at him. He felt her gaze and he too turned his head and stared her down. "Did you or did you not basically dump me yesterday?" She said quietly, so the people around them couldn't hear.

John sighed. "I thought you understood. Besides, I didn't dump you, we were never dating."

She rolled her eyes and let out an angry laugh. "That's right, I'm nothing more than a quick fuck to you." She angrily jammed her finger on the stop button on the machine so it came to a stop. She took a step off the treadmill to walk away but John's hand shot out and gripped her forearm gently but firmly as he too stopped his machine. "What?" She spat.

"You know I don't feel like that about you." He said referring to her last comment, as he stepped off his machine to be closer to her but she stepped back.

"Do I?" She asked, putting her hand on her hip.

"You should." He said softly, loosening his grip on her. "I'm trying to be friends with you."

"Fine." She said and pulled her arm. "I have to go." John stared at her for a couple seconds before releasing his hold on her. He watched as she quickly left the gym. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair before standing back on the treadmill and starting it back up.

A Few Hours Later

Callie blew out a breath as she located her seat on the airplane. Middle Seat. She put her small suitcase in the overhead compartment before taking her seat. She looked at her watch impatiently. She was tired, both mentally and physically, and all she wanted to do was go to her house and sleep in her own bed.

She heard someone clear their throat and she looked toward the aisle. "I got window seat." John Morrison said with a small smile, not sure how she'd react. She let out a soft groan. Great, just what she needed. Callie stood up, intending to exit the row so he could get to his seat but as soon as she was standing up, John shimmied into the row. Unfortunately, the row was quite small so he was pressed right up against her when he tried to pass. His eyes met hers and he knew his eyes radiated the same amount of lust that hers did at that moment. She turned her head to the side and coughed to break the sexual tension and John reluctantly slid by and sat in his seat. Callie sat back down and trained her eyes on the aisle as people walked by. She hoped no one had the aisle seat, then she could scoot over and not be so close to John.

As if on cue, an older man smiled politely at her as he sat next to her. She smiled back but inwardly she groaned. She just couldn't get over that feeling of being dumped. And no recent dumpee wants to be anywhere near the dumper. But, she kept in mind what John said at the gym. He wanted to be friends with her and she would at least give that a shot, though she wasn't sure how well that would go down, considering they weren't even really friends before their sexual affair began.

"Excited to get home?" John asked to make conversation.

She leaned her head on her head rest and rolled her head to the side to look at him and smiled. "You have no idea. My bed is going to feel so good!" She said with a laugh; John laughed too but he couldn't help but wish he was going to her bed too, it really was comfortable.

"I know what you mean," John said before they dissolved into a semi-comfortable silence as the plane took off.

John opened his eyes slowly as the pilot's voice echoed through the plane, announcing that they would be making their descent into Los Angeles in a few minutes. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. He felt a short pain in his neck from sleeping in an awkward position and it was then that he realized not only had he fallen asleep but Callie had too. His head was resting on her head which was laying on his shoulder. He looked down and saw that his hand was resting comfortably high on her thigh and her arms were wrapped around his arm. He couldn't help but smile as he realized how nice it was to have her resting against him like this. He hated to wake her up but he knew he had to.

He gently gave her thigh a squeeze and a pat. She slowly lifted her head from his shoulder as she began to wake up. She looked down at his shoulder in surprise and then looked at his face. He smiled at her when she saw her arms wrapped firmly around his. She immediately pulled her arms away, which cued John to remove his hand from her leg, though he really didn't want to.

Callie was definitely surprised to wake up to herself wrapped around John. But she almost protested when John moved his hand. She liked the comfortable warmth he provided with his skin on hers.

After the plane landed, the chaos of leaving the plane ensued. Everyone wanted to be in the aisle to leave the plane but no one wanted to let other rows out. The old man that had the aisle seat next to Callie had somehow gotten out but no one would let Callie through. John was getting impatient just standing there with a slight duck so he didn't hit his head on the top of the plane and also that no one seemed to care that Callie should get to leave before them. John put a hand on Callie's back and gave her a gentle push towards the aisle. "Excuse me," John said to the man that was going to try to get past Callie, who was half in the aisle and half not. The guy looked at John, who shot him a warning look, before backing up to let John out too. John nodded in thanks and followed her into the aisle. She struggled to get her bag down from the overhead compartment so John knocked her hands away and grabbed the bag himself, motioning for her to go ahead and he would carry it for her. She looked reluctant but did as he instructed and after John got his own bag down, followed her.

Once they were inside the airport, he set both their bags down, allowing Callie to take hers. "Thanks John, but I could have gotten it,"

He smiled at her. "I know but I wanted to help." She shook her head and followed the other people as they left. John followed behind her. He saw Callie step toward the taxi line and he put his hand on her back. She turned to look at him, surprised he was still there. "I'll give you a lift." He said and nodded his head toward the parking lot.

She shook her head. "No, John, it's fine."

"Come on, it's on my way home anyway." He said, though they both knew it wasn't. He grabbing her suitcase and rolled it behind him, cuing her to follow. The walk to John's car and the ride to Callie's house was pretty quiet, both deep in thought.

Once John pulled up to Callie's house, they both exited the car and walked around to the trunk, John pulling her luggage out and set it on the ground. "Thanks for the ride, when I left on the Saturday, I just caught a ride with Mel to the airport."

He nodded. "Anytime,"

She smiled and leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "I'll see you Saturday then,"

"See you then," He said as she walked off and he got back in his car. He waited until she was in her house before driving away. Once he turned the corner, he, without thinking, flipped an illegal u-turn and headed back to her place. He pulled into the driveway and got out of his car, pocketing his keys as he walked to the front door and knocked.

Callie was surprised when she opened the door to see John. She had barely had enough time to carry her things into her room before she heard the knock. "You forget something?" She asked, confused.

He took a deep breath and nodded, taking a step toward her. "Yeah," He said before cupping her face in his hands and leaning his head down to hers, sealing their lips in a kiss. Callie automatically let out a moan of familiarity. It had been too long since she'd felt his lips on hers and she missed them. John pulled away, his eyes still closed. He opened them once he had regained composure and stood up straight. He looked at her, waiting for her next move. He expected her to kick him out, he couldn't blame her if she did, he had told her nothing could happen between them again.

Callie surprised them both when she grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled him into her house, closing the door behind her before jumping into his arms. His arms automatically went around her as her legs locked around his waist. She looked down at him with a grin, which he returned. He looked at her lips quickly before making eye contact and pulling her lips back to his as he blindly lead the way to her bedroom.

A/N: Well, so much for just being friends lol. Hope you liked this chapter, thank you as always for your wonderful reviews!