Chapter 4- Callie

Her lips are soft, so soft, and her touch, like that old Garth Brooks song, her hands of leather, turn to velvet in a touch. And I had to hold back a moan, as she kissed my neck, nipping at my ear, I couldn't control it anymore "oh god Arizona"

"you like that?" she whispered into my ear her breath turning me on even more. Closing my eyes tight, I couldn't answer so I let my body do the talking, and bucked up into her. Hearing her let out a moan as our bodies pressed closer together. She leaned back, and with one quick movement took off her shirt. Her black bra was cradling those mounds I wanted to taste, pulling her down, my mouth went to the bra covered nipples and I felt her shiver and I gently bit the fabric. My hand went around her back and unclasped the bra, and there they were, begging me to taste them. I wasted no time in taking one in my mouth. Moaning at the taste, salt from sweat, and sweet Arizona. The sound that came out of her mouth was something I have never heard before, as I ran my tongue over her nipple. We were taking it slow, but I could tell she wanted more, and so did I, my body ached for her to touch me. She pulled back again, discarding the bra, and looked down at me. Those blue eyes dark with want, and. Oh my god its love. I wasn't sure how to feel about that, but my body had its own idea how to feel as it tingled all over. "Calliope" she whispered. I have never heard my full name sound so good. "hmm" I hummed my reply.

"you're wearing too many clothes" she laughed

"guess you better change that then" I tried to sit up, as she reached forward, grabbing the hem of my t-shirt. The next thing I knew, we were both naked, and Arizona was hovering over me. Her touch was soft, and slow, as she ran her hands down my body, which bucked, when she got to the part I wanted her most. I felt her run her fingers through my most sensitive area, and we both moan. "damn you're wet"

"hmm" I hum again and our lips meet, as she slowly ran her finger up down, before inserting one.

Xxxxxxxx

Waking up with a jolt, my hand inside my shorts. Letting out a deep sigh, I pull my hand out and lay my head back onto my pillow. It was just a dream. Looking around I found the clock, it was 3 in the morning. And I have a long day ahead of me. Sighing I rolled over, my mind still on the dream. It's been 2 weeks since that day, 2 of the longest weeks of my life. I wanted to call, I really did, but I knew both of my parents would pitch a fit. I had gotten the long talk about how, we as upper class America can't be seen hanging around low life's like the Robbins. Daddy bitched about it all the way home. I sigh again, and close my eyes, I needed to try and get some more sleep, or I'd be worthless for the day full of meetings I had. Part of me wanted to say fuck it all and pack up and leave, but where would I go? I could go south, doesn't Cristina live somewhere in North Carolina? Or maybe Seattle. Meredith said I was always welcome. 'or you could go to Robbins Kennel and be happy' a voice seemed to say. Jumping up out of bed, I wasn't going to get anymore sleep, I head into the bathroom, and then to the kitchen. I needed some strong coffee, maybe even an energy drink or 10 to get me through this day.

Xxxxxxxx

As predicted my dad showed up at my house at exactly 8. My mom was waiting in the car, I reach for my jacket, briefcase, and coffee cup and pull the door shut behind me. My car had yet to be fixed, and they insisted on driving me to and from the dealership every day. Rolling my eyes I climb into the back seat. "good morning Calliope" my mom says with a smile. I give her a grunt, and take a sip of my coffee. "don't spill that" my dads voice is heard.

"right wouldn't wanna mess up this fancy car" I mutter under my breath, not really caring if they heard me or not. Which of course they didn't, why would they? They have never heard me my entire life. Letting out another sigh, I turn my attention out the window. Until I hear "George stopped by to see me"

"why?"

"he wanted to know if you'd changed your mind"

"nope" I honestly haven't' said much to either of my parents since that day. You'd think they'd give up trying to talk to me.

"I like George" my mom says

"you would" I mutter, this time loud enough for them to hear me. We are now pulling into the parking lot of the main dealership, where we work from. I hear the car being put into park "he's a nice man" my mom goes on.

"if he's so nice then you marry him" I say and reach for my stuff opening the door and slamming it. I cannot do it anymore, I'm beyond irritated when I walk into the show room I feel my blood start to boil. "why are you here"

"hello Calliope"

"don't call me that" I say through gritted teeth

"why? You used to like it" he smiles, and I can feel my stomach start to turn, wanting to bring up the gallons of coffee I had consumed over the last few hours.

"what do you want George?" I finally say once I found my way to my office.

"you" he smiles and sit in one of the chairs I had opposite my desk. When I look at him he's got his leg crossed over the other and a cocky grin on his face. "get out"

"no" he smiles

"George I'm not doing this" I shake my head

"yes you will" he smiles and stands leaning over my desk so his face is right in mine "you will marry me Calliope, one day you will be Callie O'Malley"

"GET THE FUCK OUT!" I scream pointing towards the door. I could feel the spit hit my chin. He nods and leaves, but not before winking at me. I cannot believe this is happening. How I longed for that day I spent in the company of good people, shoveling dog shit. Taking a deep breath to calm myself I turn to my computer, typing in the password, I click the internet browser and in the search bar I type in Robbins Kennel. It pops up, a picture of the sign, the last time I saw it, it was dangling by one chain, but in the picture, it was hanging straight. Below the picture was the phone number, I quickly grabbed a pen and my sticky notes, writing down the number. Turning back to the computer my eyes caught another picture. It was Arizona, Alex and Daniel with Jack and Rose. subconsciously I ran my finger over Arizona's face. The dream coming back to me, I couldn't help but smile. Reaching for my cell phone, I type the number in, hit save, and then my finger hovered over the call button. Until there was a knock at my door, I quickly close out of the internet browser and turn towards the door. My first meeting was ready, I'll have to call later.