The Aftermath of Callie and Arizona

The Dating Game Part II

Callie's POV:

I couldn't believe it when the door opened to our old condo and Arizona let herself in. I had her pinned pretty tightly up against the door as we were making out, but definitely not with enough force that it would push open. We can get pretty intense when we are going at it, but nothing that would force in a door.

"Oh, come on Callie, it can't hurt just to take a look around, right?!" Arizona was already over the threshold to the front door while she talked. She motioned me from her vantage point to come join her inside.

"Arizona, this is known as, "Breaking and Entering..." You do realize that we could go to jail for just, 'looking around,' like you're suggesting! Personally, I think our daughters need two Mothers, but I know they need at least one of us not in jail."

"Oh Callie, live a little! It can't hurt to spend a few minutes looking around and then we'll leave, okay?"

"This goes against my better judgment Dr. Robbins, so let's make this quick, okay?" I hesitated and then stepped into the front room of the condo, before closing the door. It was an open concept room that had a kitchen and living room. The two master suites were on either side of the kitchen and our old room was the one furthest from the front door.

"Callie, look! They kept the wall color in this room! Remember how we went round and round between the colors, "Country Egg Shell," and "Sunset Taupe," when I first moved in?"

"Yes, but I don't recall there really being a difference between the two colors. They were both beige from what I remembered, Arizona."

"Exactly! I said it back then, but I'm still not sure why it was so hard for you to pick between the colors then! I saw a distinct difference between the two, but if you didn't, you sure made me wait a long time before you finally decided on one of them."

Arizona giggled as I sidestepped her observation regarding the remodeling changes she made when we first moved in together. 

Admittedly, the color she chose ended up making the room feel bigger than the slate grey I had painted it, but there's just some things you don't want to give your wife credit for sometimes. If I did, I would never hear the end of it regarding my own design choices over the years.

"Arizona, I still don't feel right about being in someone else's condo without their permission. I know this space once belonged to us and it feels so familiar, but we really should go."

"Callie, you're right, but just amuse me and let me look into our old bedroom?"

It's hard for me to say, No, to Arizona and I think she knows that fact because right after speaking, she gave me her cutest pleading look she could come up with. Her look, of course, melted me into a Callie puddle as she took my hand.

"Can you please just come with me and look at the first room we ever made love to each other in?" Arizona had taken my hand and started pulling me behind her and towards our old bedroom door.

"But sweetheart, I thought you said, way back when, that there are too many bad memories associated with this condo? Right before we bought our house, you told me that every time you looked around this space that you were reminded of bad memories. Mark, your hospital bed after the plane crash, our car accident..."

"I did say those things, but it was also a different time back then for me. I was still struggling with fitting all those life-changing events into my own narrative. This day and age, I feel like I've moved past all that, well, as much as one person can."

Arizona pushed our old bedroom door open as she finished speaking and stepped inside. Even though I was worried we'd get caught or get in trouble, curiosity got the better of me and I followed my wife in to the room I used to know all too well.