Post by charlirozzi on Nov 27, 2024 18:22:22 GMT -8
Callie Morrow was sitting at the window of a small coffee spot, dressed in a pair of jeans and a top that was probably entirely inappropriate for the drops offs at the twins individual activities this morning. Her long blonde hair was swept back off her neck in a high pony. She had her hands wrapped around the coffee cup in front of her. Manicured nails tapping away at the sides absentmindedly.
On the table next to her, her phone was lighting up with texts that she had been ignoring since the night before. It was something she was going to have to deal with, but Bella had asked her to wait.
Sleep on it.
So she had, although there wasn’t much sleeping involved. She had played out a million scenarios in her head. This mornings meeting felt like it had taken forever to arrive when she was lying in silence and darkness just waiting for it to come.
After trying to do the ‘right’ thing, Callie’s heart had felt heavy, even the wrong thing and it would feel heavy. She cared about Tony and had never set about to hurt anyone in any of this. But someone was going to get hurt and it was going to be her fault…
And she could live with that. So long as she didn’t have to live with never feeling the way she did that morning. The kiss was nice, great but that wasn’t what she couldn’t forget. The way their hands felt holding each other, the nervous breathlessness she felt when Bella smiled at her like she was the most important person in the world.
I don’t expect anything from you - I just can’t keep not feeling that with someone else.
Callie had been afraid to want this, to want her. But she wasn’t going to let that fear dictate her life any more. Now all she could do was sit and wait and pray that her fear hadn’t cost her everything.
It wasn't Bella that caught Callie's eye walking by the window, it was Summer coaxing Bella along. Summer had a supportive hand between Bella's shoulder blades, guiding her towards the coffee shop and Bella, well Bella had a posture Callie was very familiar with, that of a toddler that didn't want to go into the big scary building because they were afraid of the unknown.
The bell over the door jingled and Summer silently guided Bella over to the chair opposite Callie, easing her into a seated position by her shoulders. Then Summer gave Callie a brief smile and a nod before heading off without a word. This wasn't her business. She wasn't sticking around. She'd just done right by Bella by making sure her friend showed up to hear what Callie had to say. Had she skipped out on it Summer knew it was a decision Bella would regret for the rest of her life no matter the potential outcome.
Bella was dressed in a blue LA Dodgers hat with a matching blue crop top and baggy white pants that hung around her hips. She hadn't made eye contact with Callie yet, she wasn't sure she could. Right now she was doing all she could just to focus on the tiny salt and pepper shakers that sat in the middle of the table.
Finally her dark eyes rose to meet Callie's and they trembled. It was just as she feared. Callie looked beautiful. Put together, probably ready for a full day of activities with the twins. Everything would go smoothly. She'd be exactly where she needed to be exactly when she needed to be there.
Bella on the other hand felt ugly and exposed. Like Callie could see through the windows of her eyes right down into her soul. She imagined Callie could see the night she had, spent oscillating between ugly crying and explosively raging. She imagined Callie seeing her trying to run out the door of her room, desperate to grab that baseball bat and finish off the job Liam had started on the Legion garage.
A job she would've finished had Summer not pinned her down to the bed, her hands clasped in Bella's, begging her friend to focus and breathe. She'd scared Summer. For the first time she'd truly scared her. Sure Bella had gone off the reservation before but this time was different. This was a culmination and while Bella didn't put it into words Summer knew this was the worst thing to happen to Bella since they'd got here, and that was saying something in the sea of bad shit that had transpired.
Despite the fraught emotions and frayed nerves she was trying to keep down, Callie couldn’t help but smirk at the sight of Summer pushing Bella along. There was something about it that was incredible endearing and reminded her of her relationship with Cas, especially when they were younger. She was always the one giving him a push; now he was the one that had given her one. Whether he knew it or not.
Bella looked beautiful, even in her gloomy, tired state she held Callie’s attention; took her breath away. She waited for a moment, before sliding the cup next to hers toward Bella’s hands with a small smile.
“I guessed.” She indicated to the cup. Her tone was soft and unsure, a tremor of something beneath it that betrayed insecurity beneath her well put together facade. “I’m glad you came.”
Bella managed a weak smile and took the cup between both her hands, her nails had seen better days, likely because she'd been chewing at them the previous night. Or at least she'd been chewing at them when Summer wasn't there swat at her for doing it. Bella didn't sip from the cup, she couldn't. Her stomach was in knots. But the warmth of the cup between hands did give her a sense of comfort. She'd wished it were the warmth of another hand in hers but for now a hot cup of coffee would have to do.
"Thanks." She muttered, her voice hoarse from a long night of raging.
She shrugged as if her coming were inevitable and they hadn't both just witnessed Summer guiding her to the table. "I told you I'd be here."
A small tug of a smile at the corner of Callie’s lips appeared. When Bella had said her coffee plan sounded like attitude sprang into her mind, compared to the attitude that Bella was giving now. It wasn’t the right time to smile, but she couldn’t help herself, even as she tried to stave it off.
“I ended things. And I meant what I said, I don’t expect anything from you.” Her words were soft but more intentional now, one hand releasing the cup she had been gripping. “I didn’t end things with Tony FOR you. That’s not the right reason.” She slowly inched her fingers closer to the other side of the table where Bella was holding her own cup.
“But I did do it because of you… Because of what I feel when I’m around you, how it felt when…” she let just her pinky touch Bella’s fingers, brushing across them nervously. “When I kissed you.” Swallowing hard, she stared at her pinky touching Bella’s fingers for a long pause.
“You… this… it terrifies me. It feels like when it comes to you I can’t think straight.” The pun wasn’t intended, but it was there. “All I know is I would rather be alone and feel like this. Than be with someone else and not feel it.”
Bella's eyes closed and she took measured breaths. She didn't want it to show but inside she was raging. She was waiting for the gut punch. Waiting for the dream to be snatched from her hands after she'd put in the work to climb that ladder. Just like Ruby and Jade had done by snatching those titles from her and Summer's hands. Every time Bella got close to victory, she was handed and big fat defeat. Last night had been the worst case ever. On one hand she'd had Tony texting her about how her and Callie would make a great couple and he was happy for them. That it was better this way. On the other she had Callie delivering a gut punch by callously declaring she'd decided to work things out with Tony. When Bella had asked why the answer she'd received was something akin to, you didn't behave the way I expected you to.
Her hands nearly crushed the coffee cup. She hadn't realized she was squeezing it so hard and when she opened her eyes she did everything she could to hide the presence of tears.
"How'd he take it?"
She was instantly furious with herself. Throughout this entire ordeal she'd been cordial to Tony. Worried about Tony. In fact it was her deference to Tony that made Callie think this matter to Bella, and here she was doing it again.
Callie saw it, the tears she was fighting to hold back. Of course she saw them, she was examining every tiny flicker of emotion on Bella’s face, every indicator of what she was feeling. Lifting her hand she placed it over one of Bella’s, her movement was cautious and soft, she didn’t want to push anything.
“Exactly as you’d expect, I think.” She didn’t want to talk about Tony. Callie had hurt him and she knew it, he accused her of lying, if never caring and she had expected it. Expected worse. She deserved worse. She had caused this mess and instead of trying to clean it up, she was chasing her own wants. Her own need.
“Bella-“ her voice cracked, closing her eyes she inhaled deeply, her jaw flex giving away her biting down on her back teeth, trying to steady herself. When she opened her eyes she couldn’t stand it.
Moving out of her chair and around the table, she bent down at her knees, her eye-line just below Bella’s and her hand now carefully tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
“Tell me I shouldn’t kiss you right now. Say it and I won’t, I’ll sit back down and give you your space…”
Bella's eyes went wide as she looked down at Callie. What the hell was this?! It shouldn't be happening this way. Bella needed to assert dominance or GRRRR really loud or SOMETHING. No. Young lady, you need to go back to your seat right now and think about what you did! I am hurt and I am angry and you need to listen to me right now, missy! You are not controlling this ship, I am. Me. Me! ME!!
Instead all that came out was a hoarse . "Uh..." accompanied by an obvious expression that said, yup kiss me, I'm pretty much putty in your hands right now and it's pathetic. I'm pathetic putty. But also, yes. Kiss me.
Callie’s smile broke through before she leaned up, her hand holding Bella’s jaw softly as she kissed her. She leaned into that kiss, nothing delicate or hesitant about it. An entire night of waiting and worrying, of being terrified that she couldn’t, wouldn’t, all of it melted away as she kissed her.
When she finally broke the kiss, she barely moved back at all, Callie’s lips still so close to hers that they brushed against each other when she smiled again, a deep reprieved exhale before she spoke.
“I know we have a lot to figure out. You’re hurt and angry, you have every right to be.” She didn’t let her eyes waiver from Bella’s bolstered and comforted by the kiss she pushed on. “But you’re not a choice, it’s not about choosing you. I care about you, so deeply it’s alarming really… and I am yours, whatever that looks like, I’m yours.”
Bella wasn't equipped for this, she really wasn't. She wanted to look Callie in the eyes and ask, are you mental?! But she'd never wanted something more in her entire life. Just say that you fucking idiot, she thought to herself. Just say that out loud.
Bella drew a deep breath and pushed all the anger down. She stamped down the rage because the rage never brought her anything but pain. Not that she'd abandon it. She'd draw upon it soon enough but not here, not with Callie. Callie deserved better.
"I've never wanted anything more than I want this right now." Her eyes traced over Callie's features and she laughed. Laughed at herself. "I really want to add a but..." She shook her head, still smiling. "Something like..." Her voice went stern. "..but we really need to set some rules here." Another laugh escaped from behind her lips. "But there are no buts. It's just that... I've never wanted anything more, period... end of sentence."
Her laugh relaxed the tension in Callie’s shoulders, instead of a sigh she could actually exhale. For once and had said everything she was thinking and it hadn’t blown up. No one was angry or disgusted, all the things she had been so convinced happened any time she really let herself feel weren’t there.
“Thank god you said that.” She broke into a small laugh herself, a dramatic exhale as she leaned her head back to look Bella fully in the eyes. “Grounds rules and boundaries and all of that? It’s a discussion, one we can have whenever you wanna have it.” The smile didn’t leave her face, her eyes filled with it. “As cute as it is when you pout, there’s no better sight than you laughing.” She wrinkled her nose up, a faux cringe at her own playful relief.
She stood up finally, holding her hand out to Bella with that same happy smile. There was a lot for them to figure out, but they could do that. She wanted this, Bella wanted this. It was the outcome she hadn’t really dared to hope for. “Pretty sure I still owe you that breakfast…”
Bella took her hand and stood with a smile.
"Breakfast sounds good." Then a thought struck her. "Will there be kids involved? I'm not sure I'm ready for the kids yet. They probably think I'm insane because I said I had to have my place fumigated for dragons."
Before Callie could respond Bella held up a hand. "Wait!"
She kissed her firmly on the lips, letting it linger for a moment before she pulled back with a smile. "Okay, now you can answer."
Callie laughed again, squeezing Bella’s hand with hers as she steered her out of the coffee shop and towards the car.
“Oh they definitely think you’re insane. Dragons? Really? Way to think on your feet…” she was teasing her, shaking her head with an amused grin.
“No kids, they have extra curricular stuff and I’m on strike cleaning the house after Ally and Julian decided to pull that stunt.” Unlocking the car she gestured towards it with a smirk.
“You get one joke about my driving being bad cause I drive on the wrong side. Use it wisely:”
"I mean as long as you don't fuck on the wrong side we should be fine."
Bella's face immediately went red. Where the fuck did that come from?!
"I uh... I don't even know what that means... let's just say I used up the one joke and move on, yeah?"
Callie actually choked on thin air, the combination of her joke and Bella’s blushing was too much and her laugh almost took her out. After taking several seconds to get her breath back, she released Bella’s hand just to snake an arm around her waist.
“I was gonna say something really smooth about testing the theory but that sounds really douche-y…”
She smirked, enjoying Bella flustering herself a little more than she should really.
“But I’ve got two hours, think that’s enough time?”
Bella was finally starting to feel herself and she playfully pinned Callie up against the car with a grin.
"Do I think two hours is enough time for what? Hmmm?"
She leaned in close, biting at the air between them. She was right where she wanted to be and she was going to savor every second of it.
The switch up had Callie biting her bottom lip as she mused the question, a smile through the bite as she lifted one brow.
“… breakfast?” She let her eyes drop and then slowly work their way all the way up to Bella’s eyes again.
Bella peered at her playfully before her growling stomach betrayed the truth.
"Breakfast. I haven't been able to eat since this all started and I'm freakin' starving."
Callie let out a loud laugh before nodding her head in agreement.
“Okay we better feed you, I’ve seen the chaos that happens if you get hangry.” Her tone was teasing, playful.
She stole another kiss before tapping her hands against the car with a smirk.
“Let’s go before the monstah comes out.” Her English accent made very poor work when combined with a teasing attempt at a Boston one.
This was it, they would figure it all out and maybe for real this time, with Bella’s help she would break the cycle.
On the table next to her, her phone was lighting up with texts that she had been ignoring since the night before. It was something she was going to have to deal with, but Bella had asked her to wait.
Sleep on it.
So she had, although there wasn’t much sleeping involved. She had played out a million scenarios in her head. This mornings meeting felt like it had taken forever to arrive when she was lying in silence and darkness just waiting for it to come.
After trying to do the ‘right’ thing, Callie’s heart had felt heavy, even the wrong thing and it would feel heavy. She cared about Tony and had never set about to hurt anyone in any of this. But someone was going to get hurt and it was going to be her fault…
And she could live with that. So long as she didn’t have to live with never feeling the way she did that morning. The kiss was nice, great but that wasn’t what she couldn’t forget. The way their hands felt holding each other, the nervous breathlessness she felt when Bella smiled at her like she was the most important person in the world.
I don’t expect anything from you - I just can’t keep not feeling that with someone else.
Callie had been afraid to want this, to want her. But she wasn’t going to let that fear dictate her life any more. Now all she could do was sit and wait and pray that her fear hadn’t cost her everything.
It wasn't Bella that caught Callie's eye walking by the window, it was Summer coaxing Bella along. Summer had a supportive hand between Bella's shoulder blades, guiding her towards the coffee shop and Bella, well Bella had a posture Callie was very familiar with, that of a toddler that didn't want to go into the big scary building because they were afraid of the unknown.
The bell over the door jingled and Summer silently guided Bella over to the chair opposite Callie, easing her into a seated position by her shoulders. Then Summer gave Callie a brief smile and a nod before heading off without a word. This wasn't her business. She wasn't sticking around. She'd just done right by Bella by making sure her friend showed up to hear what Callie had to say. Had she skipped out on it Summer knew it was a decision Bella would regret for the rest of her life no matter the potential outcome.
Bella was dressed in a blue LA Dodgers hat with a matching blue crop top and baggy white pants that hung around her hips. She hadn't made eye contact with Callie yet, she wasn't sure she could. Right now she was doing all she could just to focus on the tiny salt and pepper shakers that sat in the middle of the table.
Finally her dark eyes rose to meet Callie's and they trembled. It was just as she feared. Callie looked beautiful. Put together, probably ready for a full day of activities with the twins. Everything would go smoothly. She'd be exactly where she needed to be exactly when she needed to be there.
Bella on the other hand felt ugly and exposed. Like Callie could see through the windows of her eyes right down into her soul. She imagined Callie could see the night she had, spent oscillating between ugly crying and explosively raging. She imagined Callie seeing her trying to run out the door of her room, desperate to grab that baseball bat and finish off the job Liam had started on the Legion garage.
A job she would've finished had Summer not pinned her down to the bed, her hands clasped in Bella's, begging her friend to focus and breathe. She'd scared Summer. For the first time she'd truly scared her. Sure Bella had gone off the reservation before but this time was different. This was a culmination and while Bella didn't put it into words Summer knew this was the worst thing to happen to Bella since they'd got here, and that was saying something in the sea of bad shit that had transpired.
Despite the fraught emotions and frayed nerves she was trying to keep down, Callie couldn’t help but smirk at the sight of Summer pushing Bella along. There was something about it that was incredible endearing and reminded her of her relationship with Cas, especially when they were younger. She was always the one giving him a push; now he was the one that had given her one. Whether he knew it or not.
Bella looked beautiful, even in her gloomy, tired state she held Callie’s attention; took her breath away. She waited for a moment, before sliding the cup next to hers toward Bella’s hands with a small smile.
“I guessed.” She indicated to the cup. Her tone was soft and unsure, a tremor of something beneath it that betrayed insecurity beneath her well put together facade. “I’m glad you came.”
Bella managed a weak smile and took the cup between both her hands, her nails had seen better days, likely because she'd been chewing at them the previous night. Or at least she'd been chewing at them when Summer wasn't there swat at her for doing it. Bella didn't sip from the cup, she couldn't. Her stomach was in knots. But the warmth of the cup between hands did give her a sense of comfort. She'd wished it were the warmth of another hand in hers but for now a hot cup of coffee would have to do.
"Thanks." She muttered, her voice hoarse from a long night of raging.
She shrugged as if her coming were inevitable and they hadn't both just witnessed Summer guiding her to the table. "I told you I'd be here."
A small tug of a smile at the corner of Callie’s lips appeared. When Bella had said her coffee plan sounded like attitude sprang into her mind, compared to the attitude that Bella was giving now. It wasn’t the right time to smile, but she couldn’t help herself, even as she tried to stave it off.
“I ended things. And I meant what I said, I don’t expect anything from you.” Her words were soft but more intentional now, one hand releasing the cup she had been gripping. “I didn’t end things with Tony FOR you. That’s not the right reason.” She slowly inched her fingers closer to the other side of the table where Bella was holding her own cup.
“But I did do it because of you… Because of what I feel when I’m around you, how it felt when…” she let just her pinky touch Bella’s fingers, brushing across them nervously. “When I kissed you.” Swallowing hard, she stared at her pinky touching Bella’s fingers for a long pause.
“You… this… it terrifies me. It feels like when it comes to you I can’t think straight.” The pun wasn’t intended, but it was there. “All I know is I would rather be alone and feel like this. Than be with someone else and not feel it.”
Bella's eyes closed and she took measured breaths. She didn't want it to show but inside she was raging. She was waiting for the gut punch. Waiting for the dream to be snatched from her hands after she'd put in the work to climb that ladder. Just like Ruby and Jade had done by snatching those titles from her and Summer's hands. Every time Bella got close to victory, she was handed and big fat defeat. Last night had been the worst case ever. On one hand she'd had Tony texting her about how her and Callie would make a great couple and he was happy for them. That it was better this way. On the other she had Callie delivering a gut punch by callously declaring she'd decided to work things out with Tony. When Bella had asked why the answer she'd received was something akin to, you didn't behave the way I expected you to.
Her hands nearly crushed the coffee cup. She hadn't realized she was squeezing it so hard and when she opened her eyes she did everything she could to hide the presence of tears.
"How'd he take it?"
She was instantly furious with herself. Throughout this entire ordeal she'd been cordial to Tony. Worried about Tony. In fact it was her deference to Tony that made Callie think this matter to Bella, and here she was doing it again.
Callie saw it, the tears she was fighting to hold back. Of course she saw them, she was examining every tiny flicker of emotion on Bella’s face, every indicator of what she was feeling. Lifting her hand she placed it over one of Bella’s, her movement was cautious and soft, she didn’t want to push anything.
“Exactly as you’d expect, I think.” She didn’t want to talk about Tony. Callie had hurt him and she knew it, he accused her of lying, if never caring and she had expected it. Expected worse. She deserved worse. She had caused this mess and instead of trying to clean it up, she was chasing her own wants. Her own need.
“Bella-“ her voice cracked, closing her eyes she inhaled deeply, her jaw flex giving away her biting down on her back teeth, trying to steady herself. When she opened her eyes she couldn’t stand it.
Moving out of her chair and around the table, she bent down at her knees, her eye-line just below Bella’s and her hand now carefully tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
“Tell me I shouldn’t kiss you right now. Say it and I won’t, I’ll sit back down and give you your space…”
Bella's eyes went wide as she looked down at Callie. What the hell was this?! It shouldn't be happening this way. Bella needed to assert dominance or GRRRR really loud or SOMETHING. No. Young lady, you need to go back to your seat right now and think about what you did! I am hurt and I am angry and you need to listen to me right now, missy! You are not controlling this ship, I am. Me. Me! ME!!
Instead all that came out was a hoarse . "Uh..." accompanied by an obvious expression that said, yup kiss me, I'm pretty much putty in your hands right now and it's pathetic. I'm pathetic putty. But also, yes. Kiss me.
Callie’s smile broke through before she leaned up, her hand holding Bella’s jaw softly as she kissed her. She leaned into that kiss, nothing delicate or hesitant about it. An entire night of waiting and worrying, of being terrified that she couldn’t, wouldn’t, all of it melted away as she kissed her.
When she finally broke the kiss, she barely moved back at all, Callie’s lips still so close to hers that they brushed against each other when she smiled again, a deep reprieved exhale before she spoke.
“I know we have a lot to figure out. You’re hurt and angry, you have every right to be.” She didn’t let her eyes waiver from Bella’s bolstered and comforted by the kiss she pushed on. “But you’re not a choice, it’s not about choosing you. I care about you, so deeply it’s alarming really… and I am yours, whatever that looks like, I’m yours.”
Bella wasn't equipped for this, she really wasn't. She wanted to look Callie in the eyes and ask, are you mental?! But she'd never wanted something more in her entire life. Just say that you fucking idiot, she thought to herself. Just say that out loud.
Bella drew a deep breath and pushed all the anger down. She stamped down the rage because the rage never brought her anything but pain. Not that she'd abandon it. She'd draw upon it soon enough but not here, not with Callie. Callie deserved better.
"I've never wanted anything more than I want this right now." Her eyes traced over Callie's features and she laughed. Laughed at herself. "I really want to add a but..." She shook her head, still smiling. "Something like..." Her voice went stern. "..but we really need to set some rules here." Another laugh escaped from behind her lips. "But there are no buts. It's just that... I've never wanted anything more, period... end of sentence."
Her laugh relaxed the tension in Callie’s shoulders, instead of a sigh she could actually exhale. For once and had said everything she was thinking and it hadn’t blown up. No one was angry or disgusted, all the things she had been so convinced happened any time she really let herself feel weren’t there.
“Thank god you said that.” She broke into a small laugh herself, a dramatic exhale as she leaned her head back to look Bella fully in the eyes. “Grounds rules and boundaries and all of that? It’s a discussion, one we can have whenever you wanna have it.” The smile didn’t leave her face, her eyes filled with it. “As cute as it is when you pout, there’s no better sight than you laughing.” She wrinkled her nose up, a faux cringe at her own playful relief.
She stood up finally, holding her hand out to Bella with that same happy smile. There was a lot for them to figure out, but they could do that. She wanted this, Bella wanted this. It was the outcome she hadn’t really dared to hope for. “Pretty sure I still owe you that breakfast…”
Bella took her hand and stood with a smile.
"Breakfast sounds good." Then a thought struck her. "Will there be kids involved? I'm not sure I'm ready for the kids yet. They probably think I'm insane because I said I had to have my place fumigated for dragons."
Before Callie could respond Bella held up a hand. "Wait!"
She kissed her firmly on the lips, letting it linger for a moment before she pulled back with a smile. "Okay, now you can answer."
Callie laughed again, squeezing Bella’s hand with hers as she steered her out of the coffee shop and towards the car.
“Oh they definitely think you’re insane. Dragons? Really? Way to think on your feet…” she was teasing her, shaking her head with an amused grin.
“No kids, they have extra curricular stuff and I’m on strike cleaning the house after Ally and Julian decided to pull that stunt.” Unlocking the car she gestured towards it with a smirk.
“You get one joke about my driving being bad cause I drive on the wrong side. Use it wisely:”
"I mean as long as you don't fuck on the wrong side we should be fine."
Bella's face immediately went red. Where the fuck did that come from?!
"I uh... I don't even know what that means... let's just say I used up the one joke and move on, yeah?"
Callie actually choked on thin air, the combination of her joke and Bella’s blushing was too much and her laugh almost took her out. After taking several seconds to get her breath back, she released Bella’s hand just to snake an arm around her waist.
“I was gonna say something really smooth about testing the theory but that sounds really douche-y…”
She smirked, enjoying Bella flustering herself a little more than she should really.
“But I’ve got two hours, think that’s enough time?”
Bella was finally starting to feel herself and she playfully pinned Callie up against the car with a grin.
"Do I think two hours is enough time for what? Hmmm?"
She leaned in close, biting at the air between them. She was right where she wanted to be and she was going to savor every second of it.
The switch up had Callie biting her bottom lip as she mused the question, a smile through the bite as she lifted one brow.
“… breakfast?” She let her eyes drop and then slowly work their way all the way up to Bella’s eyes again.
Bella peered at her playfully before her growling stomach betrayed the truth.
"Breakfast. I haven't been able to eat since this all started and I'm freakin' starving."
Callie let out a loud laugh before nodding her head in agreement.
“Okay we better feed you, I’ve seen the chaos that happens if you get hangry.” Her tone was teasing, playful.
She stole another kiss before tapping her hands against the car with a smirk.
“Let’s go before the monstah comes out.” Her English accent made very poor work when combined with a teasing attempt at a Boston one.
This was it, they would figure it all out and maybe for real this time, with Bella’s help she would break the cycle.