Naked Plans

Chapter 12

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Eliza's POV

I'm pretty quick giving my statement. Arizona waits outside the room in the waiting area. I can't keep running away from my problems, if this has taught me anything, it's that. I want to tell her about my past, but not like this. Preferably in the comfort of one of our homes. I'd rather she didn't hear it in a precinct interrogation room. Plus, my statement would have raised questions for her, in a situation when I couldn't answer them honestly. Or take the time the answers would have required. We'll have to have that conversation at home.

As I exit the interview room, I see my gorgeous girlfriend sat there, waiting for me. Lost in thought. A small frown playing on her features. I approach her, silently. Not speaking until I'm stood right next to her. "Hey, you ready?" I ask her, a bit stupid, I know, since we are here because of me, but with the intense thought process Arizona has going on. I thought I'd ask anyway. "Yeah, ready when you are." She responds, plastering a fake smile on her lips. The kind that doesn't reach her eyes. In this moment, I know I must clear this up for her. As soon as possible. I take her hand in mine as she stands. I need to feel her close to me right now. I need to her to make me feel safe.

"What do you want to do? Taxi home or Taxi back to the hospital?" I ask, hoping Arizona will suggest just getting a taxi home. If she suggests going to the hospital, then there's a chance we'll be going home in opposite directions. Me to my house and her to hers. And right now, all I want is to be with my woman.

"Home?" Arizona questions, instantly I feel like I've assumed we will be spending the night together. A little embarrassed.

"Uh we can share a ride?" I suggest back, trying to dig myself out of the assumption I have just made. She's smirking at me, and I know she's winding me up now. Grinning at myself, I place a light kiss on her cheek.

"So, your house or mine?" I ask her, being sure to let my breath reach the skin on her neck. Making my intentions to spend time with her clear. Now it's up to Arizona. I can't lie I'll be gutted if she turns around and wants to go home alone, but I'll understand it. After everything today, I'll understand. Standing there, biting on her bottom lip, deep in thought, Arizona takes her time to answer me. And she knows its driving me crazy.

"Mine?" she finally responds, an enormous dimpled grin on her face. She knows exactly what she's just done to me. Biting on her lip like that, getting her dimples out. If it wasn't for the fact we're in the police station, I'd jump her right now, and she knows it. This is her way of getting back at me for the car ride over her. Which, in my defence, was completely unintentional. Maybe the conversation about my past will have to wait. There are other matters, which are more pressing at this moment in time. Matters such as showing my girlfriend just how much, I love her. Just how sorry I am for storming out on her this morning. Just how much I need her.

We walk out of the station, hand in hand. The heat between us is phenomenal. Her hand in mine, it's making my skin tingle. This woman is something else. The way she makes me feel, just by holding my hand. Just by being with me, near me. Just by holding me. It's completely unexplainable. Arizona manages to grab us a cab, since I'm completely lost in my own thoughts of appreciation of her. Not really focusing on getting home, like I should be.

Climbing in the cab, we're both quiet, silent, lost in our own thoughts. My thoughts being about getting my beautiful girlfriend home, and in to bed. I can only assume Arizona's thoughts are along the same lines. Based purely on the fact she's chewing on her bottom lip again. Staring straight ahead. And she's gripping my hand pretty tightly still.

Tilting my head, I kiss Arizona on the cheek, then lean closer to her ear. Purposely breathing against her neck, again. I know it driver her crazy. "You ok?" I ask her, my voice barely above a whisper. I hear my girlfriend's breath catch in her throat. Keeping my mouth close to her neck, I gently place a kiss on the exposed flesh. Eliciting a quiet moan from Arizona's mouth. "Mmhmm." She finally answers my question. Removing my hand from Arizona's grip, I place it back down, on the inside of her thigh. I can already feel the heat coming from her core. It's breath-taking. Arizona is breath-taking, everything about her.