Callie's P.O.V:
It's been about a month now since Tim and Teddy had left and signed the house over to us. After talking it over with Arizona, we decided to go for it. We signed all the paperwork to finalize everything and moved in two weeks later. I decided not to sell the apartment, which was the best decision because Addison called and said she was transferring schools and moving back to Seattle, so I was able to rent it out to her. Now it was finally beginning to feel like spring, the renovations at the Label were well there on the way. While Arizona was home, getting the house together, I would put in long hours during the week to help with the renovations as well as bringing in new artists. Everything was looking up for us and we couldn't be happier.
Pulling up into the drive of what use to be Tim and Teddy's house, all I could really feel was excitement. Excited for the fact that I get spend the next two days without any interruptions with the two people I love the most. When I enter my home, the spell of chicken picata hits my nostrils.
"Arizona?" I call out.
"In the kitchen," she hollers back. I walk into the kitchen and there she was. My beautiful wife was standing at the stove, with her phone up to ear. Noah was right behind her in his exersaucer, just bouncing away, letting out little squeals here and there. I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist, resting my chin on her shoulder.
"Oh, hold on, Teddy, Callie just got home," she chuckles. She turns around in my arms and gives me a peck on the lips, "hey, how was your day,"
"It was great, actually," I say to her, "so, I have a surprise for you,"
"Oh, come on, Calliope, I don't like surprises. You know that,"
"I know, but you will love this one, I promise," I say with a smile.
"Hey Teds, can I call you back? Apparently, my wife has a surprise for me, now I may have to kill her, and I don't want you to hear," I just chuckle at her words and shake my head, "okay, love you too. Tell Tim I love him when you talk to him, talk to you soon, bye," She hangs up the phone, then looks at me with a raised brow, "okay, what?"
"How would you like to go to the label with me tomorrow?"
"Calliope, you said you're taking the weekends off,"
"I am," I say, assuring her, "we won't be going in for me to do anything that's related to work. Okay, maybe a little, but not renovations or anything,"
"What about Noah?" she asks.
"He can sit with me in the booth," I tell her.
"Okay, fine," she says, agreeing to my offer, "I guess,"
"Awesome!" I exclaim, getting excited, "you won't regret this. I promise,"
"We will see," she chuckles, "now, can you get out the plates and set the table for me, then get Noah in the highchair? Dinner is almost ready,"
"As you wish," I tell her. I make my way over to the cabinet and grab two plates out and walk over to the table to set it.
"So, what time we have to be there tomorrow?" Arizona asks, coming out of the bathroom in her towel.
"About tenish," I tell her. She walks over to her dresser and pulls out her night clothes for her to get ready for bed. My little friend between my legs jumps with excitement when she drops her towel down onto the floor. I lick my lips seductively as I watch her lather herself down with lotion. Her actions cause me to get painfully hard. Not being able to take it much longer, I stand up from my spot on the bed and walk up behind her and whisper in her ear, "you know, it's not nice to tease," Looking at our reflections the mirror, I watch her lips turn into a smirk.
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The Girl in the Bar-Rewrite
FanfictionArizona is an 18-year-old college student who happens to be home from college for the holidays. Even though she's underage, she meets Callie during karaoke night. One night of unexpected events turns young Arizona's life upside down. Will Arizona be...