Well maybe I couldn't leave it as a one shot so I'm going to continue. I kinda had a dream about what would happen next, as odd as it sounds I hope you enjoy it.
It was like I was on a roller coaster, I had left my stomach behind my when his lips first touched mine. It was as if an electric current passed through him into me and I couldn't help but shudder pleasantly. I closed my eyes and let his tongue explore my mouth. It was searing hot as it gently wrestled with mine, interlocking then releasing. He ran his hands up and down my spine causing me to shiver further, almost to the point where I was shaking. He found the ribbon at the top if my blouse and undid the bow leaving it to pool around my chest.
I had to stop. Hightower was next door. Jane looked puzzled, using his best puppy dog eyes against me.
"not here, not now" I told him. Doing up my blouse. Frankly I was embarrassed that I had freaked out but I wasn't going to let him see that. I just stood close to Jane, inhaling in short breaths, trying to remember his scent. It was clean and soapy, yet also like pine and athletic.
"Come to mine, later" I told him. He simply nodded and I began to feel nervous. No snide remarks or sarcastic comments, no beaming smile, or airy laugh. He took my hand in his and led me round to my desk to pick up my brief case.
"I'll leave just after you and meet you at your car, okay?" he said solemnly. To be honest he was as nervous as I was. But he had reason to be, I was just irrationally scared. And it made me more frustrated that this was all I had wanted for half a decade. No other guy would accept me constantly cancelling on him due to work, and even when I was there I was mentally truant. My mind always on other things, work, Jane, mostly Jane. But I came to the realisation that this would be a long serious relationship if it progressed. I'm 39 now, which is not the age for one night stands. My kids should starting school, I should live in a house in the suburbs, my husband should have a high paying job but still be at home to look after the kids. I rubbed my temples in frustration, I had none of that crap. And I wasn't unhappy? Was I?
I walked out of my office briskly, often I was the last person left in the building par Jane. But tonight lots of people were working overtime, hence the precaution that Jane and I had set. I waited for the lift and by the time it had arrived Jane had caught up with me and unfortunately so had Hightower. I could feel her eyes boring into the back of my head, neither of us had spoken. My phone buzzed in my pocket causing my leg to vibrate. I glared at Jane, knowing it would have been him that sent the text.
'threesome?'was all that the message read. It brought a smile to my face. He was so in-appropriate. My heart was still racing from our kiss and I was worried that it would all fizzle out by the time we got back to mine.
"Agent Lisbon could you press 2 for me. I need to sort or some paperwork" she said very bluntly.
"Yes mam" I reply.
Hightower walked out of the elevator without so much of a goodbye. God it was going to be a veritable crap storm with her and Jane constantly butting heads, and it was my neck on the line. I missed Minelli. Once again Jane took my hand in his and flashed me a smile.
"still saying she likes me?" I ask him. My words practically dripping with sarcasm.
"still saying I'm attractive?" he said, mimicking my tone of voice.
"the elevators not moving" I tell him. He looked confused for a moment as if he was puzzled how he could be outsmarted by a lift.
"I'll call maintenance" I say picking up the red phone. It rings 14 times before someone picks up. Jane has begun tracing his fingers up and down my spine sending my heart into an unsteady rhythm.
"how may I help you" asks the voice in the end of the phone.
"the elevator is trapped between floors 2 and 1" I tell him.
"ok, sit tight someone will sort it out. Your looking between 2 and 3 hours".
"what?" I screamed at him.
"sorry mam, general working hours are over and I will have to send someone out to fetch you". I slumped down on the floor of the elevator looking defeated. Jane sat down next to me. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into him. I rested my head on his chest and he pulled his fingers through my hair.
"maybe we won't get the evening we want" I murmur.
"I'm sure we could do whatever you wanted here" he said playfully.
"Jane I'm not having sex with you in the CBI elevator!" I told him regretting my words as they slipped from my mouth.
"woah Lisbon hold on, we haven't even had a date yet. I didn't believe that you would have sex with a guy on the first date, maybe the fourth. This is a side of you I have never seen before.". He said almost laughing, I wasn't exactly being sexy.
"kiss me?"I ask him.
"that I will do my dear" he said leaning and placing his lips on mine. We must have been kissing for about 40 seconds and as soon as we stopped I gasped for breath, my lungs tingling.
"I've been waiting for this moment for 5 years". I said, hoping I wouldn't freak him out. He looked pensive and ran his hands through his perfect blonde curls.
"Paper frog?" he asked.
"Paper frog" I confirmed. He smiled at he and I kissed his jaw.
"do you know what, I'm glad I waited its all worth it"I said. Wanting to spend the rest of these 3 hours next to him. He picked up strands of my hair and began to plait them, I laughed gently at how it tickled. He undid the back of my top again and I began to work on the buttons of his shirt.
"I give in, you're just too beautiful" he whispered in my ear.