Oh you guys are going to love this one ;)
"Tim" Callie yells.
"What Cal" He yells back from his room.
"Get in here, I need help" The Latina yells.
A few minutes pass before the blond walks into the room that the Latina is in.
"Blue or red" Callie asks, holding up two nice tops.
"Just wear your leather jacket" Tim sighs, shaking his head.
"If I do that then I have to wear my green shirt" Callie groans, throwing the shirts back in the bag.
"Calm down Cal, it's just Flagstaff" Tim chuckles, walking over to his friend.
"I know it's just that" Callie mumbles, looking down.
"I know, she has my good looks" Tim says, gently lifting up Callie's chin so she has to meet his eyes.
"I like her" Callie whispers, biting her bottom lip.
Tim chuckles, letting go of Callie's chin.
"Why the hell do you think I got her to come out here" He asks with a smirk.
"What" Callie's brow furrows in confusion.
"I wanted you to meet her Cal" He says slowly, adding a wink at the end.
"You told her I was straight" Callie all but yells, hitting his shoulder.
"Oww" He grabs his shoulder, "I couldn't do it all for you."
"Whatever" The Latina sighs, rolling her eyes.
"Wear the jacket" Tim says, backing away.
"I-"
"Jacket" Tim shouts, turning and running out of the room.
"What was that about" Arizona asks as she walks into the room.
"Nothing" Callie shakes her head.
"So uh, I want to ask you something" The blonde says.
"Okay, go for it" Callie says, looking up at the blonde for the first time.
"Woh" Callie mumbles, looking over the blonde.
"Is this too much" Arizona asks.
Callie lets her eyes take their time looking over the shorter women's body.
"You look amazing" She finally says when her eyes meet blue.
"What are you going to wear" Arizona asks with a smile.
"I uh, Tim told me to wear my jacket" Callie mumbles, looking away.
"Tim does know what girls look good in" Arizona chuckles, walking closer to the Latina.
"What does that mean" Callie asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing" Arizona shakes her head.
"So uh, when do you want me ready" Callie asks, changing the subject.
"Get dressed, I'll wait for you" Arizona chuckles, walking out of the room.
"Okay" Callie sighs.
"You look amazing" Arizona smiles at her date.
"Not as good as you" Callie blushes, taking a sip of her wine.
"Yeah right" Arizona chuckles, rolling her eyes.
"Oh, you don't believe me" Callie asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Nope" The blonde pops the end of the word.
"Blue eyes, blonde hair, long legs, tan, you are every guy's dream" The Latina lists.
"Too bad I'm not into guys then" Arizona muses, "I think that it would be so boring to only like blue eyed blondes."
"It looks good" Callie chuckles, licking her lips and looking at the shorter women's body.
"I think that Latina and big brown eyes looks better" Arizona says.
Brown eyes tare away from pale skin and to blue eyes. Blush rushes to Callie's cheeks, making then glow a pinkish color, she crosses her arms.
"Thanks" Callie whispers, smiling but looking down.
"Did I mention that you look amazing" Arizona asks.
Callie chuckles, looking back up with a small smile.
"Yeah, you did."
"Callie" Arizona raises an eyebrow.
"Yeah" Callie raises an eyebrow back.
"When you go back, can you write me" Arizona asks.
Brows furrow in confusion, "Uh, I guess?"
"I just, I know you now... So... I want you to write when you are over there" Arizona explains, looking down.
"Do you like me or something" Callie asks with a chuckle.
"Well..." Blue eyes meet brown, "Yeah."
Stomachs drop at the truth. Dark eyes do the deadly triangle. Right eye, Left eye, lips, right eye, left eye, lips.
Nobody moves. One. Two. Three.
Who knows how long they stayed like that? Who cares?
Arizona reaches out and touches the side of the Latina's face, so gently.
"I really like you" She mumbles, her eyes looking down at lips.
"Good" Callie mumbles, "I can do this then" She adds.
With that Callie leans in.
Soft lips meet for the first time of many. Both sets of eyes, blue and brown alike close.
The kiss is perfect. The type they write about.
Callie moves closer to Arizona, her hands going to the shorter women's shoulders, touching and pulling her closer.
Arizona feels Callie. Her thumb rubbing over Callie's cheek.
It isn't just the meeting of lips. It's a perfect kiss, with the perfect person.
Neither knows who was the first to pull away, and neither cares.
They both open their eyes, gazing into each others.
Foreheads touching...
Brown eyes calm the butterflies in the blonde's stomach.
Blue ones slow the rapid heartbeat of the Latina.
"Woh" Arizona breaks the silence.
"Yeah" Callie agrees.
"Let's go home" Arizona says with a smile.
"Okay" Callie quickly agrees with a smirk.
Callie takes a step back and Arizona takes out her money, leaving it on the bar.
And with that, the date goes home.