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That Saturday, Maura cleaned her house, from top to bottom. Jane had slept over the previous night, so was swept up in the cleaning frenzy.
Jane was watching from the kitchen island as Maura fussed over the already glistening home she kept.
"What if they want to see Bass?" Maura's head popped up from behind the coffee table, she'd been dusting under it for ten minutes. Jane tilted her head to the side, crunching on some organic potato chips, that tasted like cardboard if she was honest.
Maura's hair was tied up in a loose bobble and stray waves of hair fell over her face.
"Maur, it'll be fine" Jane tried to make her voice sound reassuring.
"Bass isn't used to children"
"He's a turtle..."
"Tortoise"
"Tortoise, he wont care" Jane remarked and discarded the potato chips. Maura gave her a sharp glare.
"Put it in the trash"
"Am doing" Jane scooped up the packet and disposed of it. Her left side still hurt as she moved around to inspect what Maura was now fussing about.
"Maur, they aren't old women, their kids... they don't care if the TV is dusted, they just care if it has Cartoon Network or not"
Jane took the duster off Maura and hid it behind her back.
"Go have a rest, I'll toddler proof the place"
"But..."
"Maura" Jane warned and swatted her with the duster.
"No" Maura tried to give Jane a serious look, but it was flawed by Jane prodding her with it until she laughed. Maura fell back onto the sofa and Jane continued to hit her with it, climbing on top of her to get a better aim at tickling her.
"Jane" Maura's voice became raspy with laughter and Jane tickled her neck with the duster. The soft skin that lay at the crook of her neck was assaulted the most. Jane laughed at Maura's attempts to get her away, they were comical. Maura squirmed and tried to restrain a wave of laughter bubbling in her stomach. Jane threw away the duster and tickled Maura's sides, making the woman wriggle. Maura slapped Jane's hands away but to Jane's advantage, she was a officer of the law, she'd been trained to hold people down. Jane grabbed Maura's hands above her head with one hand and held them there, still tickling her with the free hand.
"Jane" Maura shrieked through an unwilling burst of laughter.
Jane lent down to press her lips to the M.E's ear.
"Give in?"
"Yes" Maura's tone was weak and she was panting. To passers by, it would have looked like they had been up to something other than tickling. Jane let go of Maura's hands.
Maura then took in their current position, Jane was straddling her, she didn't want to but she was turned on with the fact. Jane looked at Maura panting and gulped, she looked sexy all bothered and breathless.
Seconds later there was a knock on the door, Maura's eyes widened in shock.
"They're early"
Jane hesitantly got off Maura and let her fix herself up to the best of her ability in 2 seconds. Jane followed on her heel to the door. Maura slapped Jane on the arm, making the Detective recoil with a soft smirk.
Maura sighed, this flux in oxygen composed her system for the greeting she was about to give.
She was ready.
