Lynx: A Callie Torres Story

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"I still don't know if I'm ready for you to get stared at by everyone all night," Jada said as she closed the car door and hurried around the front to grab Callie's hand.

As soon as Jada grabbed her wife's hand, she was immediately pulled against Callie's chest and into a kiss. "Hey," Callie whispered huskily. "The only woman that has my attention is you."

"What about men?"

"Eh," Callie said with a smile. "Men are irrelevant to me right now."

"Welcome to the club."

"The club of what?"

"The men are irrelevant romantically club. Since you want to channel your inner lesbian energy tonight," Jada teased.

"Yeah I don't need a man in my life like that."

"Neither do I," Jada replied. "Although you act like a guy sometimes and it's pretty hot."

Callie laughed as she laced her fingers with her wife's. "You like that huh?"

Jada nodded quickly. "I do."

They had reached the entrance to the bar. "Sometimes I hate how hot you are," Jada admitted. "Because it gets a lot of unnecessary attention from people that aren't me."

Callie stepped down from the stairs to stand in front of her wife. "You are so beautiful, sexy, and hot," she whispered into Jada's ear before pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek. "And I'm lucky as hell you're stuck with me because I wouldn't be able to keep my eyes off you if you weren't."

"Calliope, you are such a flirt."

"You don't give yourself enough credit," Callie continued. "You are hot, like really hot and I just feel awesome knowing your sexy ass is all mine."

"Callie, you are so much prettier than me and that's a fact."

Callie shook her head. "I'll tell you my type. I'm very obviously into girls. But I like a girl who's a little bit shorter than me, is a brunette, has gorgeously stunning eyes, is hot as hell, carries herself with confidence, and I think her name may also be Jaelynn."

"Calliope, you need to stop."

"Never," Callie replied with a smile as she opened the door.

Jada stepped inside the bar first and was rewarded with a bunch of interested stares from men and women sitting around the bar. She giggled to herself and turned around to tell Callie that she was right, and the stunning wife of hers was getting all the looks.

But she didn't realize Callie hadn't immediately walked in behind her. Leaning against the doorframe a few feet away, stood Callie smiling at Jada.

"I told you," Callie boasted with a geeky smile.

"Calliope-"

Jada was interrupted by a blonde haired woman asking to buy her a drink. Before Jada could say anything in return, Callie stepped between her and the girl.

"Sorry hun," Callie said with a hint of sarcasm that Jada had to hold back from busting out in laughter over. "It's my job to buy the wifey some drinks."