Chapter 2

"What do you mean Maura? I'm a bride, of course I want to wear a dress!" Jane complained after trying on the 5th dress. They've all been spectacular, but she seems to find something wrong with each one. Too long, too short, too lacy, too white. You name it, she complained about it.

Maura raises a brow at her soon to be wife. "That doesn't mean you have to wear a dress darling. You've looked beautiful in each dress you've tried. I'm not saying you shouldn't wear a dress. With your long bones and gorgeous lines, you would be a designer's dream for a tux."

"A tux? Maura, do you think that's what I want? Is that what you want? I don't want to feel mannish at my own wedding!" Jane is immediately on the defense.

"Emily and JJ, help me out here. What did you wear to your wedding?" Maura already knows the answer to this, but she wants Emily and JJ to tell Jane because she knows that Jane will be more open to the information coming from them instead of her.

"Well JJ wore this amazing sapphire dress. God, she was stunning." Emily replies, while JJ is swiping through photos in her phone. "And I wore a designer tux."

"And I can assure you, she looked anything but masculine," JJ adds in, holding up their wedding photo.

"Blue? Why did you choose a colored dress instead of a traditional white dress?" Jane asks as she moves to view the phone JJ is pointing in her direction.

"Well, as you can see in the photo, I'm six months pregnant and I thought that the traditional white was a bit much. Besides, we make our own traditions. I was marrying another woman after all. As you said, it was my wedding and I wanted to wear what I damn well pleased. Anyway, blue is my best color! I look amazing in sapphire."

"I can attest to that. They both looked fantastic at the wedding. Just because Emily wore a tux doesn't mean she looked at all masculine. With the right fit and design, a tuxedo can feature your feminine attributes. And well, be sexy." Maura states.

"Wait, do you want me to wear a tux Maura?" Jane asks. She and Maura haven't even really kissed yet, so thinking about or discussing sex hasn't happened. But Jane finds herself blushing. She can easily imagine kissing Maura and being intimate. She isn't a fool. She understood completely what it meant when she proposed. They just haven't had the time to address it. She is thankful though, that there will be no discussions about waiting until the wedding night. That was a definite perk of this impromptu situation.

"Jane, I want you to be comfortable. And lets just say that your comfort level trying on the dresses has not been high. I think you should humor me and try on a tux. Let's put it to a vote shall we? Who here thinks Jane should at least try on a tux? If she likes it, we can have it tailored to her measurements."

Everyone raises their hand. Emily, Maura, JJ, the clerk and the two women assisting them. Jane cracks up. "Well, I can't argue with that vote!" she laughs. "I guess I will try on as many as you like. If you want me to try on a tux, I will try on at least the same number as I have dresses." And with that, the two assistants begin bustling and one even starts making calls. Maura smiles and Jane steps in for a hug and a light kiss on the lips. "I can't wait to be your wife," she tells Maura. With a twinkle in her eyes, Maura tilts her head up to capture Jane's lips in a real kiss, but they are interrupted by an assistant.

"Miss Isles? I know you had planned dinner with Claude already this weekend while in town, but when he heard you were here shopping, he asked me to pull out all of the stops. Since Jane wanted to try on some tuxes, I called him to ask which lines I should pull from. He wants to be here for this and take care of the tailoring personally, so he is on his way in and said not to worry about dinner, he will take care of it!" she rushes out quickly.

"Well, well Maura. Aren't you full of surprises. I didn't realize when I suggested this boutique that you knew the owner personally." Emily laughs.

"Yes, it was my first choice and I'm glad we were in agreement," she beams. "Claude and I went to school together briefly while I was in Europe." She turns to the assistant, "Janice, please call me Maura, we've been through this! Thank you for the update." She turns to Jane, grabs her jacket lapels, holds her eyes and whispers, "And you hold that thought. I can't wait to be your wife either. And I'm going to get my first kiss as soon as it is possible and appropriate."

She steps away before Jane can react. Jane just stands there with a goofy grin on her face. JJ has disappeared to call Henry to say good night and grabs Emily to do the same. Maura is looking at the rack of clothing the assistants brought in and talking to the other one, Paulette. Jane walks up behind her slipping her arms around her waist and settling her chin on Maura's shoulder. "So which one is first? I'm game." She snickers at her double entendre, because as she stands up to full height, she sneaks an open mouthed kiss to the nape of Maura's neck. The blush that spreads to Maura's cheeks does not go unnoticed. Jane smirks as she starts undoing buttons and heading to the area they have set up to change.

What had been a somewhat elegant fitting session soon turns into a bit of a party. As Claude shows up, champagne is opened and a catered dinner buffet appears. The music in the shop also kicks up a notch and they are all soon enjoying themselves. Between a glass of champagne and the interplay of her and Maura—not to mention the dream come true of their new relationship—Jane is in high spirits and starting to relax a bit more. Maura decides to up the ante. They are in Vegas after all. She decides that it's a novel idea to help Jane get dressed and undressed. She sneaks in light touches and caresses every chance she gets when bare skin is exposed and revels in the reactions she gets from Jane; both the involuntary flushes and goosebumps as well as the reprimanding looks and private smiles.

Having returned from saying goodnight to Henry, JJ and Emily are enjoying both the party and the interaction between the new and soon to be married couple. They have a bet on who will initiate the first real kiss between them and whether or not it will happen before or at the altar. Knowing Maura and Jane are distracted with wedding clothes—and each other—Emily makes arrangements at a nearby chapel for the ceremony. She chooses a place on the strip with a quiet and intimate chapel setting for the main event, but that also has all of the chintzy elements of Vegas in case Jane and Maura want to have some fun afterwards. She reminds Maura to upgrade their suite at the hotel while Jane is changing into her next ensemble. Maura is just finishing the arrangements when Jane steps out from the changing area, leaving her breathless.

"So, does this monkey suit make me look like a dude?"

JJ laughs. "Anything but Jane, seriously. You look like a million bucks."

"That's probably how much it costs, huh babe?" Looking up at Maura, she is caught off guard at the predatory gleam in her eyes, as well as the hand raised to her chest. She whistles, "Maura? Did I lose you? You don't seem to be here with us..."

This time, it's Emily's turn to laugh as she mimics fanning Maura with a nearby fashion mag and quips, "That's because her head is in the clouds!"

Still somewhat speechless, she gently leads Jane over to the mirror. Standing behind her, Maura touches the sleeves, smooths the shoulders and adjusts the collar a bit. "Darling, while there is a masculine slant to this tuxedo, you look nothing like a man. You look beautiful. And if you can't tell from my reaction just now, very sexy." Again, the mention of the word sex from Maura makes Jane color slightly. She's quite relieved that Emily and JJ spare her and don't tease her about it. It doesn't help that Maura is indirectly referring to sex, with her. She's barely had time to think about it, but is surprised to find that she isn't the least bit nervous about that part of the night. Vows, putting the ring on Maura's finger, not tripping over her own feet at some point, and finding something appropriate to wear? Yes, she has all kind of butterflies about getting those things right. But intimacy with Maura seems natural, and it is definitely something to which she looks forward.

She gives Maura another trademark Rizzoli smile, complete with dimples, to cover her blush. "Well, I guess I better try on the other 3 that Monsieur Claude has lined up for me."

"Jane, wait. Let us see you for a moment. Would you do me a favor and walk around a bit with this one on?"

"Seriously Maur? Sheesh, only for you would I put on a fashion show." But of course she complies. She's loathe to admit it, but she is definitely enjoying herself. "I don't even know what kind of shoes would be appropriate with this outfit!"

Claude steps in and begins rattling off quick directions to his assistants in French as he makes very minor adjustments to Jane's suit. "Ma cher, you do not have to worry about shoes. Or anything fashion related, really. I will take care of all accessories once the decision is made. I have to say, this color is fantastique on you. As I knew it would be. Charcoal goes lovely with your dark features. However, the black will set them off like nothing else. Paulette," he calls to one of his assistants, "the black suit next, I think. Yes?" She leads Jane off to the changing area once again and shows her which clothing she should try on next. Before changing to the next offering, Jane pauses to really look at herself. She has to admit the tux does suit her.