A/N:Hey… I'm really sorry for this late upload. I was busy with exams, conferences, and job and never could make time for this. And right now, too, I'm at work. However, my girlfriend got super angry at me and I know how much she has been demanding for an update since last two days…. So, my golla, this is for you…

It was the wildness of it that got me going: the primal lust,

the sheer needs of two people in heat,

quickly finding ways to express their sacred hunger to each other in animal passion

Chapter 17

Arizona wakes up when she feels something is moving in between her legs and without opening here eyes too, she knows what that is.

"Callie!" Arizona removes the sheet and looks down, "you bastard, again?" Of course, there is smile on her face.

"You sleep… why did you wake up?" Callie rolls her eyes looking up from her position- that in between Arizona's legs. Before Arizona could say anything, Callie again deeps back to the place making Arizona moaning harder. "You like it… stop pretending."

"Shut up…keep doing what you are supposed to do.

Arizona lies back totally breathless, Callie climbs up and peppers her neck with feather like kisses and mutters almost inaudibly, "te amo locamente".

"What did you say?" Arizona is still breathing high. "Come again."

"Nothing." Callie smiles and starts getting off from the bed.

"What nothing? And where are you going?" Arizona asks little annoyed.

"I need to make some phone calls," Callie replies wearing her tee.

Arizona doesn't say anything, but she is very irritated because of the way, Callie gets out of the bed right after sex. Arizona always has imagined having sweet bedtime after sex, maybe they could have some small talks. But, Callie will always get off after the mind-blowing sex. And just now Callie has said something, but on asking like every other time, she has given the same reply, nothing. Arizona is really pissed off now.

While taking shower, Callie laughs at herself. She had said those three words to Arizona, but she didn't know it. Callie is always so afraid of letting her guards off in front of Arizona. She can feel that Arizona too loves her, but what if, Arizona doesn't love her, the way she does.

At the airport, Adi asks, "Cal, still, your fight is going on?" Adi looks at Arizona. Arizona is sitting at the lounge with a super grumpy face. "She is looking at you as if she would kill you."

"I don't know." Callie shrugs her shoulders. "She was okay during se…" She stops her big mouth realizing what she was about to say.

"During…?" Adi asks with a smug face.

"Adi…" Callie walks towards Arizona and takes the next seat.

"SO?" She tries to do some small talk.

"What did you tell me in the morning?" Arizona asks directly looking at Callie. Anger is evident in her eyes. Callie is not sure if this is the right time to do the translation.

"Forget that…" Callie almost stammers.

"Okay… don't talk to me till the point you don't tell me the meaning".

Callie again tries to talk to Arizona in the aircraft. It has been an hour, but Arizona is behaving as if Callie does not exist here. So, Callie starts, "See…"

"Excuse me… I'll go to the washroom." Arizona bypasses Callie to the direction of the washroom.

Callie is so frustrated now. She is certainly not known for her patience. She quickly gets up and follows Arizona. As Arizona is about to go in the washroom, Callie pushes her inside and moves in the small washroom with her.

"Callie?" Arizona angrily pushes her away, but there is not enough space to move anywhere.

"What? Stop being such stubborn. Tell me why are you angry?"

"I'm not."

Callie grabs Arizona's hair and pulls her in a searing kiss. "Now tell me."

Because of the force of the kiss, Arizona is little breathless. Even though she is upset towards Callie, the kiss has melted her down. She can never say no to this wild woman standing in front her.

"I hate when you get up from bed right after sex," Arizona says like a little girl.

Callie only stares at her not knowing what she can say now. Callie never had anyone with whom she would want to share the bed except having sex. But, when Arizona says this, she realizes this.

"This is the only thing?" Callie moves little closer, almost crashing Arizona's body with hers.

"And what did you say in Portuguese?"

"It was Spanish." Saying is Callie grabs Arizona again and starts kissing her with all she has. Somehow in between the kisses, Arizona murmurs, "we…. Ummm aircraft…"

Callie holds Arizona's one leg on her own leg to have more space while inserting her hand in her pants. "I know…"

"Callie…yes… there…" Arizona starts demanding for more. For them it doesn't matter where they are, probably they can have sex anywhere, as long as, it is in between them. The kind of sexual attraction, Arizona feels for Callie, this is not comparable with any other feelings. These cravings for Callie is new, raw and flashy.

When Arizona is almost there, Callie hides her face in Arizona's face and starts moving her fingers faster. She knows that Arizona is just there. She moves her lips towards Arizona's ears and breathes out, "I love you, wifey", as Arizona reaches her peak.

Arizona clutches Callie's shoulders, "What?"

Callie bites Arizona's ear lobes and again says, "te amo locamente…. I love you, crazy."

Arizona keeps staring in Callie's eyes, "this is what you said in the morning?"

Callie nods and holds her waist tightly.

"And you are saying me this, in an aircraft washroom… after seducing me like this?"

"Tell me you love me too…" Callie asks her.

Arizona nods her head frustrated, "I don't know what I have seen you that I love you this madly."

"What?"

"Nothing … you stupid…." And she hugs Callie tightly. "I love you…too…more than you would ever know." She places a tender kiss on Callie's neck, "don't you think we are too obvious now considering the time we are in this washroom?"

There is no right time or place to say the other person that how much we love them. Life is small and it is never enough to love someone… to tell them, how much they mean to us. And true love probably the most obvious thing in this whole world.

Let me know if I could end the story soon… or should I add more drama in it?

And the verses below are written by my hot-shot basketball player girlfriend, who happens to be a wonderful writer too…

"A player and a writer,

We had nothing in common.

But tonight my Jersey smells of you

And your stories of our conversations."