The Dance of Deception 5/5 - Chapter Five - Reality (Part One)
Chapter One - Facade (Part One)
Chapter One - Facade (Part Two)
Chapter Two - Deceiving (Part One)
Chapter Two - Deceiving (Part Two)
Chapter Three - Illusion (Part One)
Chapter Three - Illusion (Part Two)
Chapter Four - Deception (Part One)
Chapter Four - Deception (Part Two)
The Dance of Deception - Chapter Five - Reality
If you look up the definition of the work ‘reality,’ you’ll stumble across an explanation similar to this:
‘The state of things as they actually exist.’
It’s a pretty vague answer in response of the question to define the world’s reality, but it sums it up as well as possible without having to spend countless hours arguing what our true reality is in numerous scientific and psychological terms.
Everyone has their own individual feelings about reality and what it is, but the one simple view that a lot of people appreciate is that, as long as you’re living your life to the fullest, with no regrets and no lies then normally the reality of your world is pretty damn good.
It was the second time in just over a week that a bright light scorched through Erica’s eyelids and forced the blonde to wake. As usual she fluttered her eyes open slowly, blinking rapidly against the overpowering sun and let herself adjust to the morning light, until her vision came into focus.
The first thing that became apparent as she awoke, was the surprising feeling of contentment filling her heart and head; the second was that for the first time since her and Callie had had drunken sex, she’d slept peacefully through the whole night.
It was a familiar heavy pressure across her stomach that caused her to tilt her head down; her blue eyes once again taking in the arm draped lazily across her torso. Erica smiled to herself when she noticed that the arm across her wasn’t just any arm, that this belonged to a woman she knew very well.
Erica turned her head towards the direction that the arm was coming from and instantly blinked her eyes a few times in order to make sure that the vision of Callie sleeping next to her, wrapped comfortably under her dark red sheet, was actually a reality.
She watched her sleeping for a few minutes, thinking how different things had been the last time she’d woken up with her dark-haired best friend sleeping next to her. Erica was pulled from her thoughts when she felt gentle fingertips tracing patterns against the bare skin of her hip that had obviously come exposed by her t-shirt shifting in her sleep.
She lifted her eyes to find Callie’s gentle brown orbs staring back at her, “Morning.”
Callie smiled at her shy greeting and continued tracing her fingertips against her hip, “Good morning.”
Erica let out a nervous breath, “Sleep okay?”
“Best night’s sleep I’ve had in ages,” Callie couldn’t keep the smile from her face as she watched the blonde carefully.
The intense gaze in Callie’s eyes made the blonde look away in embarrassment, “I guess we should get up,” she shifted her body and made a move to get out of the bed, surprised when Callie’s fingers tugged at her hip and pulled her until she was laying on her side facing her.
“I don’t want to get up yet,” Callie pulled the blonde closer, lazily entwining their limbs as their bodies pressed together; their faces now only millimetres apart.
Erica swallowed the lump in her throat, whispering, “Okay.”
Callie slowly moved her hand on Erica’s back, tracing patterns in the shape of a circle over and over again in hope that the older woman would unwind; instead she felt the blonde’s muscle’s flex in tension.
“Erica?”
“Yeah?”
Callie smiled, “Relax,” she smiled even more when the blonde let out a shaky breath.
“I’m sorry,” she bit her lip for a second before continuing, “It’s just now that we...” she let out another breath and held Callie’s eyes, “You make me nervous,” her cheeks immediately flamed in a red flush and she looked away.
The younger woman felt her chest swell in affection, loving how the cool, confident Erica Hahn, had turned into a shy, blushing, adorable thing in front of her very eyes, “Erica,” she smiled when the blonde looked at her again, “I like that I make you nervous, because you make me feel exactly the same way.”
“Yeah?”
Callie smiled, “Yeah. I feel like I’m back to being a teenager and you’re my first crush, making me all excited and awkward at the same time.”
Erica let out an amused sigh and smiled, “For someone who says that they feel awkward, you actually seem more than confident to snuggle up with me.”
Callie smiled back, and dropped her gaze to the blonde’s lips before returning to her eyes, “I’m only acting confident because I’m afraid that if I don’t, I’ll never work up the nerve to kiss you again.”
Erica felt the flush on her cheeks burn even more, “Oh.”
The younger woman moved her hand to cup her cheek, running the pad of her thumb over the blonde’s pouty bottom lip, “Can I kiss you?”
Erica flicked her gaze down to Callie’s lush lips and nodded. She watched in amazement as the younger woman snuggled closer to her, and tentatively dipped her head towards her own; she let her eyes flutter shut as Callie’s warm breath danced across her lips before they slid against her own in a tender kiss filled with the promise of a new beginning.
As they pulled apart Erica noticed the blush now covering Callie’s own cheeks and offered her a shy smile before nuzzling their noses together; their eyes locking and holding as they took in the sight of the others affection, and for the first time understood its true meaning.
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Erica closed her eyes and let her body relax under the pounding spray of the shower; the deliciously hot water easing her muscles into complete relaxation. She lifted her hand to her face and pushed her fingers through her hair letting the water soak her blonde curls into a straight mess. She grabbed her shampoo from the shelf and massaged her fingers against her scalp as thoughts of Callie filled her mind.
Erica watched the credits scroll across the screen, keeping her body completely still as her eyes stayed focus ahead, afraid that she might upset the new balance of closeness they had established. She felt Callie’s head move from its resting place on her shoulder and shivered as a warm breath puffed against her ear; soft lips pressing a gentle kiss just below it.
Callie felt Erica shift in her arms, turning her body so that she could find Callie’s brown eyes, “Enjoy the movie?” the blonde instantly scolded herself, after everything they’d been through, she couldn’t believe that that was the first sentence out of her mouth.
“I did,” the younger woman smiled and then let out a nervous half laugh, “Can I be honest with you?”
Erica nodded, “Of course.”
“I feel a little awkward, like I want to do things and say things to you but I’m,” she shrugged, “A little unsure if I’m... allowed.”
Erica pushed herself up, moving out from between Callie’s legs and smiled as the dark-haired woman hurried to push herself upright. She reached over and took Callie’s hand between her own, smoothing her thumb across her knuckles, “I know what you mean,” she looked away shyly and let out a breath, “Before, I wouldn’t even think about holding your hand, I’d just reach out and do it, but now, I feel like I have to build up the courage for twenty minutes in my head before I actually do it.”
Callie smiled as she looked down at their hands, pulling them into her lap and giving the blonde’s hand a gentle reassuring squeeze, “We should make a pact, no more awkwardness.”
“And how are we going to do that?”
Callie thought about it for a minute, “Maybe we should try not to over think things. If we want to do something, we should just do it and not worry about how the other might react.”
Erica flashed her a half smile, “So, if I wanted to... kiss you, for instance,” she dropped her eyes to Callie’s lips briefly, “You’re saying that I should just do it?”
The younger woman nodded her head, “Mmm yeah, you should definitely just do it.”
The blonde smirked at the timid expression that skittered across Callie’s face and lifted her free hand to brush a stray piece of dark hair away from her forehead. She smiled shyly before letting her fingers cup Callie’s cheeks; tilting her head forward and brushing their lips together in a series of slow caresses.
Callie dropped her hand onto the blonde’s thigh at the same time that she timidly ran the tip of her tongue across Erica’s full bottom lip; seeking entrance into the warm crevasse of her mouth. She felt Erica’s fingers slide from their position on her cheek and into her hair as their tongues came together in an appreciative dance.
They pulled back breathlessly and let their foreheads rest together. Erica ran her tongue over her own lip and savoured the remaining taste of Callie’s strawberry lip-gloss, “I think I like the new pact already.”
Callie opened her eyes and smiled as her eyes found the mischievous twinkle reflected on the surface of Erica’s gleaming blue eyes, “Me too,” she leant forward to kiss her again, “I think it’s the best pact I’ve ever agreed to,” she flicked her eyes over to the clock and let out a sigh of irritation as she took in the time, “It’s already midnight; I should go home and get some sleep, I’ve got an early shift.”
Erica let Callie stand before jumping up and grabbing her hand again, “Stay here.”
“Are you sure?”
Erica shrugged and moved past the younger woman without speaking another word. She tugged at Callie’s hand and led her up to her room. She passed her a pair of old shorts and a t-shirt to change into and headed into the bathroom with her own sleeping gear. When she reappeared a few minutes later she found Callie standing nervously at the end of her bed; she flashed her a smile and crawled under the covers.
“Cal,” she knew the other woman was remembering the last time she’d spent the night here, and how the morning after had turned into a unnecessary disaster, “Stop thinking and get in.”
Callie let out a shaky breath and shook her head before walking over to her side and crawling under the covers; she kept her body still as Erica switched off the lights and counted the passing seconds in her head. At the sound of Erica’s laugh filling the room she shuffled onto her side to face her, “What’s funny?”
“Us,” the blonde rolled onto her side, “We never laid this far apart even when we were just friends.”
Callie chuckled, “You’re right, this is ridiculous,” she rolled back onto her back and stretched out an arm, “Get over here Hahn, I want to cuddle with you.”
Erica snuggled closer to the younger woman immediately, lazily throwing one of her legs across Callie’s as she rested her head on the dark-haired woman’s shoulder; tucking her face into the crook of Callie’s neck as strong arms wrapped around her body and held her; she closed her eyes and enjoyed the way they fit together.
She shook her head as she switched off the water and stepped from the shower, laughing at how easily their nervousness had returned this morning when they woke, knowing that it would always be there between them while they adjusted their friendship into a relationship. She quickly towelled herself dry and threw on some clothes before heading down to the kitchen. Erica paused at the bottom of the stairs and watched as Callie softly sang along to the radio while she cooked.
Erica moved into the kitchen, sneaking behind the younger woman and sliding her arms around her waist, drawing her back against her chest as she nuzzled the side of Callie’s cheek with her own. She felt Callie’s arms cover her own as she relaxed into the embrace, “I can’t believe how much I’ve missed you these last few days,” she placed a kiss on Callie’s cheek and moved to nuzzle her ear.
Callie squirmed as Erica’s teeth nipped at her lobe and quickly twisted around in the blonde’s arms, draping her own loosely around her neck; her eyes taking in the lingering red mark on Erica’s neck, “I’m sorry I-” she dropped her eyes down to the mark, “I’ve never done that before, to anyone. I don’t know what came over me.”
Erica smirked, “It’s okay Cal, I mean we did get a little carried away and...” she trailed off as Callie brushed her fingertips over the mark on her neck and couldn’t help the low moan that escaped her throat, “Hmm; it’s still sensitive.”
She watched a wicked gleam appear in Callie’s eyes before the younger woman offered her a sexy smirk; dipping her head towards her neck and letting her lips glide over the sensitive, red, bite mark. Erica closed her eyes as an appreciative tingle crept down her spine; Callie’s lips, tongue and teeth grazing against her neck in a flurry of touches.
Erica tangled a hand into Callie’s long hair and let out a growl as the younger woman continued to torture her neck, “Fuck Cal...”
Callie trailed her lips up to Erica’s ear, nipping playfully at her lobe before sucking the flesh into her mouth. She heard the blonde moan her name and felt propelled to kiss along her jaw until she reached her lips; their mouths crushing together in a heated kiss.
Erica felt herself being pushed backwards until her back connected with the hard edge of the kitchen table; within seconds Callie’s hands had gripped at her hips and lifted her so that she was seated on top of the wooden surface. She moaned as Callie pushed herself between her legs; her lips once again moving to attack her neck in a series of kisses, nips, and licks that left her toes curling.
Her head felt fuzzy as her body hummed to life under the younger woman’s touch, feeling the need to get some control back, she pulled Callie’s mouth back to her own; biting down on her lip until the dark-haired woman moaned into her mouth. Quickly, she wrapped her legs around Callie’s curvaceous hips and pulled her closer.
Callie pulled back, breathing heavily and moved her hands to the bottom of her top; pulling it over her head and throwing it to the floor before moving in to claim Erica’s kissed bruised lips again. She worked her hands between them as their tongue duelled in perfect sync, fiddling to undo the buttons on the blonde’s shirt.
Erica gasped in surprise as Callie pulled back from her mouth; barely catching sight of the dark desire in her brown eyes. The younger woman growled in irritation; ripping her shirt undone and watching as a few of the buttons flew into the air. Before she could register what was happening, Callie was kissing her again; her hand groping her breast through the material of her bra.
The blonde pulled back and tried to find her voice as Callie began kissing down her chest, “Callie wait,” she grabbed at her shoulders until the younger woman straightened up and moved to kiss her again, “We have to stop,” she sucked in a deep breath as teeth grazed over the pulse point in her neck.
Callie slowed her kisses down against the blonde’s heated skin and breathed her in, mumbling, “Okay,” before lifting her head to find Erica’s darkened blue eyes.
Erica saw a flicker of rejection cross Callie’s eyes and reached out to cup her face in her hands, smiling shyly, “It’s not that I don’t want you,” she leant forward and placed a chaste kiss on the younger woman’s lips, “I just think we should wait a little while, I don’t want us to mess it up.”
Callie nodded her head and smiled, “I guess I just got carried away again, I’m sorry.”
Erica let out a laugh, “I’m not,” she ran her hands over the skin of Callie’s back, gently raking her nails against her flesh; making the younger woman shiver, “When we do this Cal, I want it to be right. It can’t just be us losing it in my god damned kitchen all the time.”
Callie laughed and smiled brightly, “I think your kitchen has magical powers that make us want to jump each other,” she helped the blonde from the table and picked up her shirt, pulling it back over her head before eying Erica’s shirt carefully, “I’m sorry about the buttons.”
Erica bent down to pick them up and playfully threw one at Callie, “It’s a good thing this isn’t my favourite shirt, otherwise you’d be dead meat Torres.”
Callie moved towards her and smirked, “What if I promised to make it up to you,” she grabbed the blonde’s hips and drew her forward for a kiss.
After a few seconds Erica moved out of Callie’s reach, “We have to stop, otherwise we’ll never get to work, we’re already late,” she pointed a finger past Callie’s shoulder, “Not to mention we’ve already burnt breakfast,” Callie looked at the burnt food for a second before sauntering towards Erica again. The older woman caught the look in her dark eyes and smirked, “Callie no...”
As soon as Callie’s lips glided against her own again she let go of her control and kissed her back passionately; they were already running late for work, so what difference did a few more extra minutes make.
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Callie grabbed Erica’s hand as she moved to open the car door, getting the blonde to turn back towards her. Erica watched the younger woman struggle for words and linked their hands together, letting her thumb trace comfortingly across Callie’s knuckles.
“Okay,” Callie let out a breath and licked at her dry lips, “Me and you, we’re in this thing together now right? I mean we’re not just friends anymore, we’re...”
“A couple, yes,” Erica offered a reassuring smile and lifted their joined hands to her lips, placing a kiss on the back of the dark-haired woman’s hand.
“Good, that’s good,” she breathed out a sigh of relief, “I mean not that I thought we weren’t, or that I didn’t want us to be. It’s just we haven’t really talked about an official name for it yet and I-”
“Cal, you’re rambling,” Erica smiled as her eyes registered the flustered look on Callie’s face, “You’re right we haven’t given it an official name yet,” she paused for a minute, letting her chest swell in affection for the woman in front of her, “This is going to be cheesy, and ridiculous and totally un-Hahn like, but... I want you to be my girlfriend,” she looked away feeling embarrassed at the juvenile word, “I want us to be girlfriends... as in exclusive girlfriends.”
Callie laughed, “Have I told you how cute you are when you’re flustered?” she watched Erica shoot her a look and moved as close to the blonde as she could possible get inside the car, “And we’d better be exclusive because I don’t think I can watch anyone else near you, seeing you with that guy Jack at that club had me on a major jealous streak.”
Erica quirked an eyebrow, “Is that right?”
Callie nodded and leaned in towards the blonde and captured her lips between her own, kissing her slowly. She pulled back and nodded her head, “Yep, just as I thought, I was right.”
The blonde felt confusion flood her body, “Right about what?”
Callie flashed Erica her megawatt smile, “Kissing my girlfriend is way better than just kissing my friend.”
Erica pulled Callie’s lips back to her own, letting their kiss linger for a few seconds before pulling away, “You’re right Torres, kissing my girlfriend does feel pretty good.”
“Pretty good?” Callie frightened offence, and laughed against Erica’s lips as the blonde kissed her again.
“Really good.”
Callie smiled playfully, “Yeah, that’s what I thought Hahn,” she sat quiet for a moment as a thought entered her head, “We’re a couple.”
Erica nodded and quirked a brow, “I thought we just established that?”
“No, that’s not what I meant. I know we’re a couple, it’s just... we’re a couple,” Callie carefully watched the blonde’s face for a response.
“Okay, you’ve completely lost me Cal,” Erica looked away for a second, “Are you freaking out or something?”
Callie let out a chuckle and tilted Erica’s face back towards her own, “No I’m not freaking out,” she placed a chaste kiss on the blonde’s pouty lips, “I just meant that we’re a couple now, and we haven’t done much coupley stuff yet, like cuddling, and holding hands-”
“Callie we cuddle and hold hands all of the time.”
“But it’s different now,” Callie sucked in a deep breath, “I want us to go on a date together, I want us to celebrate finally getting to this stage.”
“Are you asking me out on our first date Torres?” Erica smiled teasingly.
Callie nodded her head and smiled, “Yes. I want to take you out for dinner, tonight after work. Will you go with me?”
Erica pulled her in for another kiss, loving how she could chose to kiss the younger woman whenever she wanted, “Of course, I’d love to go on a date with you Cal.”
Callie smiled beautifully, “I can’t wait,” she turned her gaze to the hospital and let out a sigh, “I wish we didn’t have to go in today.”
“I wish we didn’t either,” she pushed her door open a little, and offered the dark-haired woman a smile, “But just think, the sooner we get in there, the sooner the day will pass, and the sooner we can have our date.”
Callie jumped from the car and smirked, “Have I ever told you how sexy you are when you’re being all logical?”
Erica let out a laugh and locked her car as she headed towards the hospital; Callie quickly caught up to her and linked her arm through the blonde’s; entering the hospital together like they always did, but knowing that something was definitely different.
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Callie let herself into the fifth floor on-call room and immediately plopped down on the bed. She’d had the worse morning ever, there had been nonstop trauma’s rolling in since she and Erica had arrived and since then, Erica had been stuck in surgery, and she’d been left to deal with a set of rowdy teenage ice hockey players, who’d all managed to break some kind of bone, in what she could only presumes was a totally vicious match.
After missing the blonde at lunch and then hearing that Erica would be stuck in the OR for much later than she imagined, Callie felt really grouchy. It was a childish emotion really, but after spending so many days away from the blonde, all she wanted to do now, was wrap herself around the other woman and stay secluded from the rest of the world while they got lost in each other.
Callie lifted one hand behind her head and lifted the other to trace her fingers along her lips; feeling the tingling sensation that had remained all day from her make-out session with Erica in the kitchen earlier that morning. She felt stupid as she thought over their fight the morning after their night together, in a way she’d always known why the older woman was struggling so much with what had happened between them, because she felt the exact same way.
Callie let out a breath and shook her head, she’d known the minute she’d woken up in Erica’s bed what had happened, and she didn’t even need to see the blonde’s angry blue eyes, because she had remembered nearly all of it. She’d known, when Erica had been dancing with Jack at the club that she was jealous, and although her heart ached with the reason why, her mind had rationalised that she just didn’t want to see her friend get hurt by some macho guy.
It had been the surge of alcohol racing around her body, that had given her the courage she had needed to dance with Erica, and it had been her heart’s true desire to kiss her; that was the real reason she had, not because she was so drunk that she wasn’t thinking clearly, but because she knew that deep down, kissing the older woman was what she’d always wanted and never been brave enough to admit.
Callie scolded herself for her reaction the next morning; she’d known that Erica hadn’t been ready to face the truth of what really laid between them. In reality they’d both always felt the intensity of their relationship, but it had been Callie that had initiated their closeness; she’d been the one who craved the need to be touchy feely with the blonde, she’d been the one that had started off their playful banter, that always held a hint of flirting, Erica had always been the one to go along with it.
She’d catch Erica staring at her sometimes, her deep blue eyes filled with a mixture of unreadable emotions; always carefully guarded under control by her Dr Hahn front. But sometimes, if she was really lucky, the blonde would let her control slip and she’d catch a glimmer of Erica’s affection for her.
They’d both been stupid for far too long, always shrugging off any moments that passed between them and acting as if they hadn’t noticed the wave of intimacy that surrounded them. It made Callie feel guilty for waiting until alcohol had taken them both under its spell, before pushing herself a step forward and taking the risk she always wanted.
Callie snapped out of her thoughts as the door came open and Erica took a step inside, closing her eyes and leaning her back against the wood as she took in a few deep breaths.
“Tough day?”
Erica’s eyes flickered open as Callie’s voice reached her ears and she smiled, “Surgery was a nightmare, but we managed to get the guy through it without as many complications as I thought he’d have.”
Callie pushed herself up and off the bed, taking a tentative step towards the blonde, “That’s good,” she smiled shyly and moved so that the space between them was barely there, “I’ve missed you today,” she lifted her hand to brush a piece of hair away from older woman’s forehead, “I can’t stop thinking about you Erica.”
The blonde woman closed her eyes as Callie leaned towards her and kissed the corner of her mouth, “I couldn’t think straight in that surgery, all I could think about was you Cal, it’s driving me insane,” she let Callie pull her away from the door and hug her against her body; wrapping her arms around the younger woman’s neck and breathing in her scent.
Callie pulled away and smiled at her, “I can’t wait for tonight, I know where I want to take you.”
Erica smiled back, “Well I trust you, so I bet it’ll be amazing,” Callie smiled brightly and moved in to kiss the blonde properly; pulling back when the older woman laughed against her lips.
“What’s funny?” She raised her eyebrow inquisitively as she took in the amused sparkle in Erica’s blue eyes.
“We’re in an on-call room together,” she shook her head, “It’s just a little ironic, how we’re suddenly turning out like everyone else in this damn hospital.”
Callie let out a laugh thinking of what everyone’s faces would look like if they caught them coming out of an on-call room together. Erica laughed with her, obviously thinking along the same lines. When the laughter died away and left them in silence, their smiles faded from their faces and they stood looking at each other; their gazes dancing across the other’s face.
Erica wasn’t sure who made the first move but the next thing she knew, her back was pressed hard against the door and Callie’s mouth was attached to her own. She moaned as the younger woman’s tongue danced across her bottom lip and snuck between her lips; instantly caressing every inch of her mouth.
She moved her hands to tangle into Callie’s silken locks, as the dark-haired woman gripped at her hips and pushed a leg between her own. Erica pulled her lips away from Callie’s mouth and whimpered as the younger woman pushed against her even harder and trailed her hot, wet, kisses along her jaw, stopping to suck on her earlobe before teasing the sensitive skin of her neck with her pearly teeth.
Erica lolled her head to the side, willingly giving the younger woman more room work. She felt Callie’s hand slide from her hips, her deft fingers sneaking under the thin material of her scrub top and gliding up over her ribs until they cupped her breasts; a talented thumb flicking across her hardened nipple and making her ground down onto the thigh pressing against her centre, a desperate need to feel more, consuming her.
Callie growled against Erica’s neck as the blonde’s heated centre pressed against her leg. She quickly moved to capture the blonde’s lips again, letting their tongues duel in a passionate battle; her fingers shakily slipping from rounded breasts to fiddle with the tie on the older woman’s scrubs.
Erica forced her eyes open as she pulled away from Callie’s luxurious lips in a frantic need for air; her hazy gaze focusing on long fingers pulling the knot in her scrubs free and pushing underneath the material; setting against her throbbing centre.
Callie kissed her again, slower this time as her fingers timidly stroked Erica through the thin fabric of her panties; the blonde’s moan humming against her lips. Erica pulled Callie closer, letting her face bury into the crook of the younger woman’s sweet smelling neck. Callie moved her free hand to tuck underneath the older woman’s thigh, lifting it to wrap around her hip as her fingers pushed aside the material of Erica’s panties and brushed against her enflamed clit for the first time.
Erica gasp as the younger woman teased her bundle of nerves; and moved her mouth to suck over the sensitive skin of Callie’s racing pulse. The dark-haired woman moaned at the sensation of Erica’s arousal covering her fingers and settled into a rhythm of alternating patterns she’d mapped out across the blonde’s throbbing desire.
“More...” was all Callie could make out of the jumbled words being murmured against her neck. She moved her fingers through Erica’s heated slit, circling her entrance before sliding a lone finger into her.
Just as Erica opened her mouth to beg for more, the shrill sound of both of their pagers echoed through the room and drew them from the moment. Callie stilled her finger inside the blonde and leaned back to find Erica’s eyes; the older woman nodded her head towards the pagers and whimpered when Callie withdrew herself from inside her.
Erica lowered her leg from Callie’s hip and let the younger woman steady her; her legs adjusting to the pounding tingling that had settled between them. The dark-haired woman tied her scrubs again, and gave Erica a shy smile as she sucked her finger into her mouth to clean away the sticky sweetness that had been left behind. Erica tried not to moan at the sight of Callie tasting her as she reached down and grabbed her pager.
She coughed, clearing the dryness from her mouth, “Another trauma’s on its way in.”
Callie nodded as she read the same message on her own pager; lifting her eyes to find Erica’s blue, “I knew we shouldn’t have come in today.”
“We better go, the ambulance will be here in five minutes,” she ran her hands through her hair quickly and adjusted her scrubs, trying to erase any signs of what had almost happened.
Callie watched Erica turn and grab the door handle, and reached out to tug at her wrist, “Wait,” when the blonde turned to look at her she lifted a hand and ran it over her bottom lip, “Your lipstick had smeared.”
“Thanks,” Erica found it hard to pull her eyes away from the lingering desire reflected in Callie’s dark pools.
“Erica, about just now; I’m sorry. I know you wanted to wait until it’s the right time,” she let out a shaky breath and gave a small shrug, “And so do I, I just... I really want you.”
Erica leant forward and kissed her quickly, “Cal it’s okay, I want you to... badly,” her pager went off again and she smiled apologetically, “I have to go, but I’ll see you tonight okay?”
“Can’t wait,” she watched Erica leave the on-call room and took a deep breath as she counted away in her head; making sure she’d left enough time between Erica’s exit and her own. When she finally stepped out into the hallway she shook her body, willing the building sexual tension in her body to leave; waiting for the right time was definitely going to kill her.
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Chapter Five - Reality (Part Two)
Chapter Five - Reality (Part Three)