Life Without You

Eight.

Two Weeks Later -

Callie -

"Mmm baby I love it when you cook, these enchiladas are so delicious," Arizona says between bites of food. I laugh as I watch her reach for another enchilada, when she's barely finished with the one she has already.

"Thank you honey, I'm glad you like it, I guess Princess Sophia likes my cooking too huh?" I ask as I tickle Sophia, she laughs before eating some of her enchilada.

I decided to cook my mothers favorite dish tonight. Enchiladas, yellow rice, and re-fried beans all from scratch. I smiled as Sophia began telling Arizona about her day in day care.

I loved their relationship, Arizona was so good with Sophia. Sophia could talk Arizona's ears off and she wouldn't get annoyed or upset, she'd give Sophia her un-divided attention each time. She would listen and talk to her the way I would do. This made my love for Arizona grow more and more.

Always said that if I ever moved on and found somebody else, if they didn't love Sophia the way I did, they weren't the one for me. Arizona not only loved Sophia but she loved me. Yes she told me but she did something more important, she showed me everyday just how much she loved us.

For the past couple weeks I had been debating on whether or not it was too soon to ask her to move in. I couldn't help it, I wanted to be around her at all times. I mean she practically lived here anyways, she was here almost everyday.

We had our own little routine, it was cute. In the morning she cooked breakfast, and I got Sophia ready for daycare, we dropped her off for daycare and we went our separate ways in the hospital.

We would eat lunch together, and then at the end of the day we would take turns with Mark, picking up Sophia from daycare. When I get home, Arizona  would do reading and vocabulary with Sophia while I went and showered and got dinner ready.

After dinner, we'd take turns giving Sophia her bath and putting her in bed. Once the rug rat was down, we would cuddle and watch either a movie or binge watch one of our favorite shows before falling asleep.

I could get used to doing this for years and years to come. I don't know if I was the only one but all I thought about was marrying Arizona. I know it was too fast after only talking for a few months, but the few months seemed like we'd known each other forever.

I love Arizona and I really wanna ask her to move in but I don't know what she's going to say. I don't want her to turn me down.

Maybe one day I'll build up enough courage to ask her but I seriously don't know when that day will be, each time I build up the nerve to ask her I picture her telling me no, and I'm not afraid to say that I'm scared of rejection.

"Mommy, momma read to me the other night it's your turn tonight!" Sophia yells excitedly snapping me from my thoughts.

"Okay sweets, you go pick your book," I say to her. Sophia runs down the hall and I walk over to the sink to wash the dishes.

"You cooked baby, let me clean," Arizona says as she comes up behind me grabbing me by my waist.

"Baby it's okay I got it, besides it not that many dishes I was cleaning while I was cooking," I say to her, she scowls and I pay her no mind as I start washing dishes.