Cupcakes and Tattoos

Chapter 3

Arizona abruptly stopped what she was doing. She could have sworn she just heard the most beautiful laugh, but she knew she was alone. She continued to mix her chocolate batter. She had decided earlier to do a test run in her new kitchen. Maybe she would bring some cupcakes next door. She found herself looking for any excuse to go talk to Callie. She was in the middle of her usual baking routine. Music, dancing, and mixing. She believed it made her product the best.

"Are those Heelys? Do they really make those for 'grown ups'? Seriously?" Cristina wouldn't really put Arizona anywhere near the grown up category. Callie burst out laughing again, causing Cristina to quickly cover the brunette's mouth with her hand and push her down on the ground.

Okay, there it was again. Arizona turned just as Callie and Cristina dove behind the door out of sight. She looked around and didn't see anyone. What in the world? I need to sleep more, I'm officially going bonkers.

Cristina peeked back around the door. Arizona was facing back the other way. She signaled for Callie to come back. They both watched wide eyed as the blonde rolled, yes rolled, around the back room of her bakery. She had a bowl in her hand and was shaking her butt in time to the music. It was the cutest damn thing Callie had ever seen. Cristina was just horrified. She started to mimic Arizona's horrible dance moves. "Cristina, what are you doing?" Callie whispered.

"Just shaking what my momma gave me." She continued to wiggle her butt.

Callie completely lost control of her laugh, making Arizona slam her bowl down on the table and spin around to face the door. She overestimated the speed of her spin on her wheels and ended up flat on her ass. Callie ran inside and kneeled down next to the blonde, "Arizona, are you okay?" Do you need me to check out your cute butt to make sure it's not broken?

Arizona looked up to meet Callie's concerned eyes. She felt herself starting to get lost in them. She heard a cough and looked around to see sourpuss Cristina, Mark, and a tall curly haired guy she has never met staring down at her. "Freaking awesome," she whispered, covering her face with her hands. She was mortified. Way to make an ass of yourself in front of the hot lady, stupid, stupid, stupid. Wait... "What the hell are you guys doing spying on me, again?"

Cristina shrugged and walked back out the door without saying a word. She was pissed that Callie blew their cover and ruined her fun. Joe reached his hand down to help Arizona up. "Hi, I'm Joe. I own the bar next door. You should come by sometime."

"Arizona Robbins, I own this bakery you all barged into uninvited. Now leave please, I'm busy," she smiled sweetly at him. Arizona wasn't really that busy and she didn't want them all to leave, just the boys. Callie, read my mind. Please stay. Maybe if I give her sexy eyes, she'll stay. Callie locked her eyes onto those baby blues. She read Arizona's message loud and clear.

Oh, feisty! I like," Mark whispered in Callie's ear. She grinned widely, because she liked it too. Arizona swooned. How had she not noticed Callie's electric smile yesterday? Oh right, you were too busy perving on her body to notice. Mark and Joe turned to leave. "Coming, Cal?"

Pffft, I wish. "Um, Arizona do you need any help?"

Nope. "Yeah actually that would be great!"

Mark stepped behind Arizona, so she couldn't see him, but Callie could. He made two peace signs with his hands and banged them together crudely. I'm going to kill him. She glared at him and mentally told him to get the hell out. He got the hint and shoved Joe out the door.

"So..." Arizona smiled broadly at Callie. Alone at last.

Oh dimples. Oh god. Did someone turn up the heat? Callie shrugged out of her jacket and set it on a chair in the corner. "So..." She turned to find Arizona staring blankly at her. She was used to this. Revealing her arms usually left woman staring. Not that she minded. Mark, Cristina, and she worked hard on those babies. There were meant to be admired. The brunette took this opportunity to let her eyes roam Arizona's perfect body. She had on another pair of cut off shorts and a plain blue baby doll tee that showed off just a hint of a firm stomach. Her skin was entirely free of any tattoos or piercings. She found herself wishing she could get her hands on it. She loved tattooing virgin skin. Something about being the first person ever to leave a permanent mark on someone was a major turn on for Callie. Everything about Arizona was a major turn on for Callie. Oh the things should could do right now. She glanced at the bowl of frosting sitting on the counter next to the batter. Ten piedad.