Arizona stirred awake, smiling as she took in the sight before her. Amelia lay on her stomach, the covers pulled down just enough to expose her entire back, her head turned away from the blonde, her hair sprawled across the pillow. Arizona watched in admiration as she breathed, occasionally mumbling softly in her sleep. She inched closer, slowly and cautiously so as not to wake her, and lightly trailed a single finger down her spine, gently tracing every knot, mapping out every curve, carefully defining every muscle, wanting to memorize the feel of the other woman's naked skin beneath her fingertips. The blonde brushed chocolate locks aside, peppering soft kisses along the newly exposed skin, leaving a trail from the back of her neck down the pathway of her spine, stopping when she reached her lower back.

Amelia hummed as she awoke, relishing in the feeling of the blonde's warm lips pressed against her skin and moaning in disappointment when the sensation was gone.

"Don't stop," she mumbled.

Arizona smiled, brushing her lips back up the column of her spine, kissing her shoulders, the side of her neck. Amelia sighed dreamily before turning her head to face the blonde, her eyes still closed as Arizona planted gentle kisses on her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, her jawline, and finally leaned in to lightly kiss her lips. The brunette's eyes fluttered open as she turned on her side and reached out to wrap her arms around the other woman's neck, pressing their bare bodies together as she kissed her again.

"Good morning," the blonde mumbled against her lips. Amelia broke the kiss, smiling sleepily at the other woman. "Morning."

Arizona gently cupped the brunette's face, caressing her cheek with her thumb, and pressed their lips together again. Amelia sighed into the kiss, running her fingers through soft blonde hair. Arizona pulled away, placing a kiss on the tip of Amelia's nose, and moved her hand down to rest on her the curve of her waist.

"How did you sleep?" she asked, stroking up and down the other woman's side.

"Mmm. Good," the brunette sighed. "You?"

"Perfect."

Amelia couldn't remember ever feeling so content, wrapped in Arizona's protective embrace, their foreheads resting together as she stared into those crystal blue eyes she loved so much. She savored the moment, knowing that if they didn't get up within the next few minutes, they'd be late for work.

The blonde placed a final kiss on Amelia's lips before sitting up. "Come on, we need to get dressed."

"Hey, Dimples. Get over here."

Arizona rolled her eyes at the nickname Amelia had given her and strolled over to the nurse's station where the brunette stood.

"What can I do for you, Dr. Shepherd?"

"Are you on call tonight?"

"No."

"Good. 'Cause I'm taking you out. On a real date."

The blonde grinned, her heart fluttering in her chest. "Oh really? What exactly will we be doing on this date?"

"I can't tell you. It's a secret." The brunette's eyes flickered back to the chart she was filling out. "Mostly because I haven't figured it out yet. But when I do, I'm still not telling."

Arizona laughed, her attention being brought back to reality when she received a page.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it. I'll see you later," she said, winking as she walked away.

Arizona's shift ended after Amelia's did. She glanced at her watch as she walked out of the hospital, quickening her pace when she realized she had less than forty-five minutes to get home and change for their date.

She felt uncharacteristically anxious as she stood in her bedroom, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She had tried on about seven different outfits, struggling to decide what to wear, and it certainly didn't help that Amelia wouldn't tell her where they were going or what they were going to do. After several minutes of contemplation, she walked out of her room and down the hall, stopping in front of Amelia's bedroom and knocking on the door.

"Hey, so, um... is this a dress and heels kind of date or should I wear something more casual?"

Amelia peeked her head outside the door, the rest of her still unclothed body remaining hidden behind it, and gave Arizona a comforting smile as she took in her obvious frustration.

"Are you nervous?" she asked, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

The blonde bit her lip, blushing slightly.

"Yes."

Amelia's smile grew into a wide grin as she chuckled softly. "Don't be. It's just me."

"Yeah, and you make me nervous."

The brunette laughed, pulling the other woman into her bedroom and kissing her softly in reassurance. "Don't be," she repeated, whispering the words against the other woman's lips. She glanced at the clock and reluctantly broke the kiss.

"Okay, I have to get dressed. So do you. We should leave soon."

The blonde nodded and walked towards the door, stopping as she reached for the doorknob. She turned around to face the other woman again, raising her eyebrows expectantly.

"Casual. Nothing too fancy," Amelia clarified.

"Got it. Thanks," Arizona smiled before leaving the room.

They left the house twenty minutes later, Amelia insisting that the blonde close her eyes as they drove.

"Are your eyes still closed?"

"Yes. Are we almost there?"

"Almost. No peeking."

Amelia parked the car and turned to face the other woman. "Okay, now you can look."

Arizona's face lit up when she saw where they were. Her girlfriend was the absolute cutest.

"Mini golf?"

"Yeah..." the brunette replied. "I mean, we don't have to if you don't want to... I just remember you once told me you haven't been to one of these since you were a kid, so I figured, you know... but now that I think about it, it's kind of dumb. We can just do something el-"

"Amelia." The blonde cut off the other woman's rambling. "Relax. I love it. It's perfect. Come on, let's go."

"Okay, no fair. I only have one leg."

Amelia huffed in amusement. "Oh, please. Don't play that card. That doesn't affect your aim. Face it, I'm just better at this."

The brunette smirked, stepping off of the putting green and smiling proudly in victory.

"Yeah, yeah," replied the blonde.

Amelia giggled and pecked the other woman's cheek before taking her hand and leading them back to the car. She marveled at how natural it felt, being with Arizona. The kissing, the touching, the hand holding. It was easy, and comfortable, and for the first time in a long time she felt happy. Truly, genuinely happy.

"So how'd I do?" the brunette asked, playfully but somewhat timidly, as they approached the front door and entered the house. Arizona chuckled softly, unable to dismiss the huge smile plastered on her face. She met the other woman's eyes and her heart melted when she realized she had meant the question genuinely.

The blonde placed her hands on Amelia's waist, pulling her closer and emphasizing every word. "It was perfect. You were perfect."

"Really? Promise you're not just lying to make me feel better?"

Arizona laughed. "I promise."

Their lips met as Amelia's hands tangled in silky blonde hair, Arizona's wrapping around the brunette's waist as the pair stumbled clumsily into Amelia's bedroom.