Jane thumbs through the case file on her desk. Only thirty minutes left in the workday and no leads on the new case. She must be missing something and it is driving her crazy, so she refocuses on the pages in front of her, intent on finding something.
Maura brushes into the bullpen, energetic and glowing like usual. "Hi, Jane. Big plans for the weekend?"
Jane flips to the next page to peruse an old accident report, "Yeah. I'm getting treated to dinner and drinks tonight," she flips the paper over, "then I'm going to get down and dirty."
Maura's eyes widen slightly, "Oh." She smiles and prods Jane for more information. "Who's the lucky guy?"
Jane's head cocks slightly to the side, her eyes squinting as she examines skid marks from the crime scene photo, "Not a guy."
A shiver of excitement runs down Maura's spine. "Oh…I," Maura stutters, the new bit of information catching her completely by surprise, "I…I didn't realize that was an option."
Jane's eyes scan the report, only half-paying attention to the conversation, "Yeah, well…I'd do just about anything for a free meal."
A spike of jealously rattles through Maura's body as she imagines Jane with another woman. It's a dangerous mix, when combined with the unrequited desire that permeates every thought in her mind, every single goddamn day, as she gazes at the detective.
Maura swallows the lump in her throat as she settles on the corner of Jane's desk. She leans down and places her hand on the detective's forearm to get her attention.
"I've been feeding you for the past 4 years," she lets her thumb gently caress the olive skin. Her voice is seductive, suggestive and oh, so promising as she breathes the words close to Jane's ear. "What will you do for me, Jane."
The folder lands on the desk in a thud. "Huh?" Now she has Jane's full attention.
"Have I not been clear?" Maura questions, her gaze momentarily lowering to Jane's chest before returning to the brunette's eyes.
Jane's bow furrows and she shakes her head, clearly caught off-guard. "Wait…what?"
"Were you trying to make me jealous or…" Maura lets her hand roam along Jane's arm possessively, "…are you just trying to torture me by going out with another woman?"
"Oh shi-," Janes starts and then stops. "I-I just meant I was just going over to Ma's tonight." Big brown, apologetic eyes stare back at the doctor. "She bribed me into fixing the grout in her shower in exchange for cooking me dinner." Jane smiles uncomfortably at the doctor.
"Oh," Maura straightens her shoulders as she tries to hide the hint of embarrassment, "I didn't realize you were out for hire."
"I'm not." Jane crosses her arms and leans back in her chair. "I only do home repair for the ones I love." She adds quickly, "In exchange for food and booze, of course."
Maura chews on the inside of her lip. Cats already out of the bag, so she decides to forge ahead. "Do you have anything going on Saturday night?"
Jane shrugs, "Nah. I got nothing."
"Good," the doctor smiles as she pushes up off of Jane's desk. "Dinner and drinks at my place. Then we'll get down and dirty." She walks towards the door.
"Ah, Maur…," Jane whines, "Don't make fix your grout, too." Her face scrunches up at the prospect of Maura's huge, oversized shower.
Maura pulls open the door and looks over her shoulder and winks at Jane, "I don't need any grout, Detective."
