A/N: I did not expect so many of you to have read the Crossfire Series, but I'm so happy you did! Which is why I feel like I have to make myself clear, I am not going to have Calzona be a derivative of Ava and Ace, there might be a few similarities, but I do plan on writing what my own creativity tells me too.

Okay, moving on! Hope you enjoy this.

Chapter 2

Arizona turned around to find the person she least expected smiling down at her like as if the brunette hadn't seen her naked a while ago, as if she hadn't gotten down to her knees and sucked her thoroughly. The Latina offered her hand and Arizona was once again transported back to being pushed against her front door as those very fingers brought her pressure, tweaked her nipples and most importantly took her to the very edge. She swallowed the lump that she didn't realize was in her throat and shook her hand.

Callie leaned in closer to her ear. "Whenever you are ready, beautiful." She said as she took her seat on the giant chair on the end of the table.

This just made things hard, very hard! But Arizona was a professional, she was going to do what she had planned and she was not going to let the brunette's evil smile, her twinkling eyes or even the look that she was giving her ruin she moment.

"So were told to create a brief for a new Torres product called Torres Tequila. If you could open the folders in front of you, you can see some of the leading Tequila brands in the country. All of them happen to be from Mexico, which is pretty apt since Tequila can be only made in Mexico. It raises an important question. Why should someone choose Torres Tequila-"

"I'm going to interrupt you for a second there." One of the men at the table spoke. Callie's eyes darted towards him. "You want to sell Torres Tequila as something that only the rich can obtain, that it is not accessible to everyone, even though we are going to be retailing in all major stores. How is that going to help?"

"Mister?"

"O'Malley."

"Right! Mr. O'Malley. I'm sure you are going to sit through many tired pitches about how Torres Tequila is for everybody with worse slogans like. 'Tequila doesn't have to be out of your pocket.' Or what not! But I don't think that is the way to go for it." The blonde explained.

"Why is that? People want to buy cheap booze, and you are blatantly saying that it is not cheap or accessible! You are going to half our sales even before we put our product on the market!"

Arizona took a deep breath. "Torres Tower, the biggest building in the city. Club La Vida, the busiest nightclub of the country. The Lucia bar and grill, I tried getting reservations there last week to see who I was pitching for and that restaurant is booked up till Christmas! Everything that has the Torres name on it screams luxury, its expensive, it's beautiful, one of a kind and totally worth all the trouble trying to get to it. I think we should market it like people getting a bottle of this Tequila is like they have luck on their side, that they have earned it, worked hard for it. I'm not saying that it shouldn't be cheap, but we should advertise it like it's a luxury."

"But-"

"George," Callie interrupted. "Let's move on?"

The rest of the presentation went on without a hitch. A few people asked a bunch of questions and as always, the blonde knocked them out of the park. Her eyes met Callie's from time to time, which gave away nothing. She couldn't tell if she was going well or absolutely bombing.

Suddenly Callie stood up. "Thank you for the presentation. My team and I will discuss and let you know in about two to five days. If you don't hear from us within that time, feel free to reach out to us, although we will let you know if we will be using your services or not."

The brunette led her out before shaking her hand one last time and closing the door behind her back. Arizona couldn't help but think why she was being so distant now when she literally refused to leave her apartment in the morning, never the less, both she and Teddy left the conference room feeling unsure of themselves.

Callie made her way back to her office after attending a long day of meetings as she watched people trying to market her Tequila. While she was impressed by some of them, most of them appeared to be pretty generic and hated them. She removed her jacket and draped it on the back of her chair as she glanced her watch. It was just one pm. She still had another five hours to go and she was already exhausted.

Just then her phone rang.

"There's a woman in here that is refusing to leave your office without talking to you." Her assistant said.

Callie ran a hand through the back of her shaved head. Something she always did when she was exhausted and wanted the world to stop just so she could breathe.

"How did she get into the building?"

"She said she had a meeting with you this morning and she said she knows you and it's really important."

"What's her name?"

"Arizona Robbins."

The brunette couldn't help but smile. The woman wasn't going to go easy on her was she. Callie remembered the moment she had laid eyes on her last night. She was initially in the club because she wanted to know if it was worth her time. She knew it was available on the market and wanted to go check it out herself. "Let her in."

Shortly after, there was a knock on her door. "Come in."

The blind entered the room and closed the door behind.

"Look Callie, I didn't know that I was meeting with you and that you are the Callie Torres and I just want to make sure that what happened last night doesn't ruin my chances of signing the Tequila contract so-"

"You harassed my assistant?" Callie said as she walked over towards the blonde.

"I did not harass her."

"You refused to leave the building until you got to speak with me, so speak!" She demanded.

However, Arizona was trapped between the door and the Latina. "I read about you, while I was waiting."

Callie leaned in closer as the bridge of her nose lightly scrapped against the blonde's neck as she exhaled watching a line of goosebumps dotting her neck. "What did it say?"

"It said that you are one of the youngest self-made billionaires that you umm practically own Seattle that you..." she felt a light lick on her neck followed by a nibble. "You umm you are intersex."

At that Callie pulled away. "Does that bother you?" She asked as bit her ear.

"Umm no, I don't know I have never been with someone with a you know, a penis."

"A gold star lesbian?"

Arizona nodded. "And I didn't feel your um thing last night so I don't know if it was true or..."

"All of that is true beautiful and I'm not ashamed by it one bit."

"I didn't say that you-" her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Callie nibbled on a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. "Oh god! You shouldn't feel ashamed by it."

Callie gently parted the blonde's leg by her knee as she positioned herself between her legs. She then bent down to grab the sides of her skirt and roughly pulled them upwards and thrust her hips forwards. Arizona could feel her erection poking though her pant as the Latina ground against her. Arizona wanted more, even though she had never had sex with someone who had a penis she was turned on more than she had ever been. Her hands weaved themselves between the dark tresses as she pulled Callie's head down for a kiss. She was immediately met by a tongue entering her mouth dueling with her own.

The Latina took the opportunity and hoisted Arizona up and encouraged her to wrap her legs around her waist. This brought their cores even closer to each other. The heat the blonde was giving off was making Callie harder with her lust growing deeper. She wanted to be inside of her so bad as she could feel Arizona's panties getting soaked.

Just then there was knock on her door. "Madam Torres, you have a meeting in ten minutes." That seemed to snap the two of them out of their daze. Callie let the blonde down at the ground and fixed her skirt for her.

"Fix your hair beautiful," she said before turning away and fixing her own erection. "I can't believe I almost fucked you in my own office!"

"Do you have to call it fucking?"

Callie ran a hand through her hair. "If you think that we are seeing each other or that we are dating, et me clear things up for you. I don't date, I fuck. I fuck good, if the wetness in your panties are an indication of anything. So yes, I will call it fucking."

"I just, I wanted to tell you that just because we slept together-"

"We did not sleep together," Callie interrupted.

"Just because you gave me an orgasm this morning, I don't want it to influence the proposal I made for your Tequila."

Callie nodded before opening the door for her. "Either way, you'll get to know in a couple of days."

The blonde sighed. Why did it have to be so difficult! As the Latina said, she would get to know in could of days if she was knee deep in debt that she would have to sell her business and move back in with her parents in the middle of no where or if she made the right choice and took the chance and decided to risk it all for an opportunity.

Only time will tell.

A/N: So how was that? Do you think Arizona would get the contract? Do you think there would be something more between the two of them? What do you think?