Chapter 53- As the Truth Comes Out

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Arizona's pov continued...

"Hey Zona, I'm home" I hear Callie call with the clattering of keys on the counter and a big sigh.

Seeing as I'm slightly intoxicated, I'm shocked I'm not responding, but it's probably for the best.

"Arizona?" She calls again. I sat up on the couch and looked at her.

"What's up?" She asks, looking at me quizzically.

I'm still not responding, but finishing off my second full glass of red wine and putting it on the table somewhat aggressively as I looked at her with a sigh.

"Okay, seriously, what's going on?" She asks, clearly confused by my drunken state.

I take the book off of my lap and flip to page 19. I hand her the book with a slightly irritated look.

She looks at it confused, and scanned the book. Her face remains until she sees what I saw. I knew it. It's him.

As she looks at me, I can tell she is speechless. Tears forming in her eyes as she looks at me in shock. All of the sudden, I'm starting to feel bad for my harsh behavior, but I can't tell if it's me or the booze. I'm just going to go with me, if I don't want a fight I think it's a better bet.

"Callie?" I ask softly. She shakes her head and looked away in response. I immediately put my hand on her shoulder and sat closer to her.

"Callie...." She looks at me and I continue "is that who I think it is?"

She looks at me for a moment in contemplation and then hesitantly nodded tearfully and I take her face in my hands. As I lean forward to hug her, she beat me to it and her body melted to mine.

"Why?" I ask with a sigh. She knows that I'm asking why she didn't tell me. Although it hasn't been said, she knows me like the back of her hand.

"Because it hurts too much" she responds in tears.

As I take her into me closer, I breathe in her scent and smile. She's just so perfect, even when she doesn't feel that way.

"I love you, but I wish you would've told me" I whisper before gently kissing her head.

"I know, I'm sorry" she says, burying her head into me deeper.

I allow her to take a moment to recompose herself, and then I feel a surge of postpartum hormones take over and order me to kiss her. Well, it could be the alcohol too. As her head lifted up, I planted a delicate but needy kiss on her.

"Hey, hey. What's this about now?" She asks.

"It's the stupid postpartum hormones. Maybe the wine too. Brother and baby later, this now" I say. Callie began to look at me like I was loosing it but then stopped.

"okay, I guess" she chuckles.

5 minutes later......
Callie pulled away and moved her hand to my face to caress my cheek.

"Brother and baby now?" She asks. I nod slightly.

"Well, first off, I missed you today. Second off, I want to have another baby with you, but we have got to do it in Seattle. I looked at some houses for sale today to get an idea of what we will be looking for." I can't help but smile when she talks about stuff like this. I love that she loves me this much, I don't deserve her.

As I began to grin wider, I whisper "okay" and kiss her again.

She pushed me away. "We aren't done yet" she demands. It's so sexy when she demands stuff. I sigh, she knows what she did.

"I never told you because it hurt me too much. I never wanted to talk about it. I know that I should've told you, but I haven't wanted to talk about it. The last time I had to was -" she stopped, I interrupted.

"That night when your parents came for dinner and thought I was just a friend" I finished. A small sad smile spread onto her face.

"You know" she said with a tearful smile. This time, I move my hand to caress her cheek.

"I know" I say.

I check my phone and see that there's still 4 hours before one of us has to pick up Sofia. I smirk at her a little.

"Good old fashioned high school make out?" I ask with a smile. She returns my gleam.

"Only if I get a good old fashioned couch cuddle session afterwards" she says with a smile.

I chuckle a little, she knows that will happen either way. "Deal."

We both smile and lean into each other, I feel her soft lips press up against mine.

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