Dimples and Trust Issues 5/?
Title: Dimples and Trust Issues 5/?
Author: Me
Rating: m-ish
Pairing: Callie/Arizona
Summary: takes place after the bathroom kiss... kind of a different spin on things.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em but I really wish I did
A/N: Thanks for all the AWESOME comments everyone, and thanks for reading...So in honour of my holidays starting today (YAY!!!!) I thought I would post the next chapter, hope y'all enjoy:)
“Oh my God you are such a cheater!” Callie exclaimed between bites of pizza, as she watched Arizona manoeuvre Mario around the screen.
“Calliope Torres…” Arizona stated in an indignant tone her eyes never leaving the screen, “…it’s called strategy and you’re just mad cause you haven’t got to play yet. I told you that you should have gone first. Plus how is it cheating if the game lets me do it.” Arizona finished with a dimpled smile.
Callie stared at the woman sitting beside her. Arizona was perched on a pile of pillows, her feet cross beneath her, blue polished toes wiggling, and her white teeth digging into her soft bottom lip in concentration. She was utterly gorgeous. The fact that Callie was not only noticing this but that it was affecting her in ways she was not ready to name was a clear signal that she was once again in over her head.
Although maybe this time would be different, I mean Arizona wanted to date her despite all the things she’d heard around the hospital. Arizona was not using her to get over someone else or forcing her to be someone she is not. Callie continued to entertain the smallest, tiniest, most minuscule possibility that maybe she might want a relationship with Arizona Robbins…maybe.
“These controllers are super!! When I was a kid I had a system just like this…” Arizona said smiling faintly at the memory before she shared the story with Callie. “I played with it all the time, my friends and I had tournaments, I mean obviously you’ve noticed my wicked amazing skills…” That part was said with a giggle as she quickly looked over at Callie and flashed a dimpled smile. “Anyways one night I left the controllers on the floor and our dog thought that they looked pretty appetizing and then when the store said they didn’t have any controllers like that left and my parents refused to take me anywhere else I was stuck getting this MONSTEROUS joystick paddle controller thing. It was horrible and it totally ruined my future Nintendo-ing experience.” Arizona finished her story with a huff and a little victory dance as she made it to the next level.
Callie smiled at the silly childhood story but the whole time Arizona was telling it she couldn’t take her eyes off Arizona’s wiggling toes. Honestly one quick swipe across what Callie hoped were Arizona’s very ticklish feet and her little Mario would be plummeting to his death and Callie would finally get her chance to play. Leaning in a little closer to Arizona, acting as if she was reaching for a pillow, Callie waited for the perfect moment. Arizona had Mario teetering on the edge of a cliff and he was just about to jump when…
“Aaahhhh” Arizona screamed as she jerked forward dropping the paddle. Arizona turned to look at a straight faced Callie. “You want to talk about cheaters…well it just doesn’t get any more blatant than that….you Calliope Torres are lucky that I’m starving because I fight dirty!”
Callie just laughed as she picked up her controller and finally got to see her little green Luigi move.
Kneeling on the floor beside Callie Arizona began searching for the dipping sauce for her pizza and she was having absolutely no luck. “Callie, have you see the dipping sauce?”
“How can you not find them? I’m still embarrassed about ordering them. Honestly how can a woman as tiny as you possible consume four…four garlic butter dipping sauces with one medium pizza…that we’re sharing?” Callie asked not taking her eyes off the screen for one second in order to help Arizona search.
Arizona completely ignored Callie’s comments because the four containers of yummy, gooey, goodness came into view. Leaning straight across Callie on her knees, ducking low to avoid blocking the television, Arizona made a grab for the dipping sauces.
Callie had excellent peripheral vision and right now it was being consumed by pale smooth skin and….back dimples. Her eyes were off the television in a flash and instantly glued to Arizona. The way she was stretching across had the material of her shirt riding higher exposing more and more flesh to Callie’s searing gaze. Dropping her paddle Callie’s hands began moving with intent that her brain told her was wrong but her body told her was so right.
Hearing the tell a tale sound of a player dying Arizona turned her head to look at the television before grabbing her much sought after sauce. “Ha that’s what you get for cheating Calliope you barely made it past level….”
Soft, steady fingers slowly traced the exposed flesh right along the waist band of her jeans effectively sending a shiver coursing through her entire body. Arizona slowly turned her head in the opposite direction, keeping her hands firmly planted on the floor and being careful not to move the rest of her body even an inch in case Callie stopped touching her.
“You have back dimples.”
The softly spoken statement had Arizona’s insides doing somersaults. She couldn’t find any words, none at all, not with Callie’s fingernails grazing along the two small dimples on her lower back. All she could do was nod.
“You have dimples and I have trust issues.”
The delicate fingers were slowly inching higher, whispering across skin that was still covered by midnight blue material, and it was literally taking every ounce of Arizona’s strength to hold herself still.
“You have dimples and I have trust issues but I want to try, I really want to try this with you. And you know what; it might end up as just another romantic disaster in Seattle Grace Hospital…but maybe not.”