Chapter One

[ Jane POV ]

I stared at the sleek building that towered over us. It was an off white colour, with metal balconies for those who were willing to pay more than the normal vacationers. It blended right in with the tourist hot spots in the surrounding area. Out by the beach, vendors and restaurants were starting to prepare for the nights festivities. The more I took in the surroundings, the more I missed my desk in Boston. Hell, I even missed my nagging mother.

There was a sigh to my left and then those feelings washed away. That's right, I had two months of vacation time with Maura Isles in Miami. It was an all expenses paid trip, with full vacation pay. I was a little skeptical about it at first but eventually agreed to it when Maura persuaded me a bit more. "I can't believe Lieutenant Cavanaugh even suggested this…"

"Now Jane," She said in a motherly tone, "I'm not implying that you're more special than the rest of us, but you have been to hell and back and still manage to close cases efficiently. The Lieutenant was right to suggest this and I for one, took the opportunity to explore places that I've never been before."

"Whatever you say. And gee, thanks. You're not here to spend some quality time with your best friend." I was joking and as usual, she didn't seem to catch it and took it seriously. Her brows furrowed as she stared at me and her lips were all pouty, practically begging me to have a taste. "Hey, I'm just kidding. Let's get checked in and rest up."

"Agreed. I wouldn't want to haul around a cranky Jane while we explore tomorrow."

I rolled my eyes and picked up my suitcase. "Let's go."

When we finally got into our hotel room – or should I say suite – I went straight into the bedroom and dropped onto the king sized bed and took a minute or two to admire everything. Lieutenant Cavanaugh probably pulled a lot of strings to use BPD funds for this kind of luxury. I've got to hand it to him though, it somehow made me feel better knowing we were worth spending this much on. Maura on the other hand was unfazed by the modern and hi-tech suite we were going to stay in. She could probably afford a stay in a place like this for a year with the amount of cash that was presently in her wallet. "Don't worry about your belongings, I'll put them away for you."

She had already opened up my luggage and was unpacking all it's contents. I was too tired to even protest. Once she decided on something, it was hard to get her to change her mind without having to use a lot of effort. I dragged myself to the ensuite and discarded all my clothing for a nice, hot shower. When I finished, I felt thoroughly refreshed after taking my sweet time. I brushed my teeth and dried off my body, the bed was practically calling out to me.

Hair wet, clad in a robe and tired as hell, I walked into the room expecting her to still be putting away our stuff. To my surprise she was laying on the bed, our bags tucked away neatly in the corner. I took a mental note to put those in the closet tomorrow.

After I changed into my sleeping attire, I stood at the foot of the bed to admire my favourite medical examiner. She was in such a seductive pose that I couldn't help but let my eyes roam freely onto every part of her body, especially her legs and cleavage. She was wearing a modest yet classy red dress but due to her current position, it rode up her creamy legs and exposed such a teasing amount. Anymore and I'd have a sweet view of her thong. I fought the urge to run my hands down the length of her body and perhaps rip the offending piece of clothing off her, but thought against it all together.

The last thing I needed was Maura waking up and freaking out seeing her best friend fondle her while she was asleep.

I shuddered imagining her wreaking havoc on me.

I took the liberty of taking off her heels for her. Oh, the things I do for you. I snaked my arms under her neck and behind her knees and moved her onto the pillows as softly as I could. Thankfully, she didn't wake. I turned off all of the lights, slipped in beside her and pulled the covers over us both. Sleep took me in an instant.

This chapter is short, but I'm just getting the general idea out there so the next chapters will be longer. I'm sorry if anything sounds weird or is spelled wrong, I don't have anyone proof reading this. And it's also because I can't multi-task. I can't write/think of a story properly with music in my ears. But it was a must, in order to drown out the noise my brother and his friends were making, all drunk. Blah.