Ok, here we go...
Usual disclaimer, blah blah.
Maura jerked her hands away from Jane's, and with her right, slapped the kneeling woman hard across the face. "How dare you!"
"Jesus Christ, Maura!" Jane's left hand immediately cupped her stinging cheek and she felt her eyes watering. "What the hell?!"
The blonde took a step backwards as Jane stood up. "How dare you think that after how you treated me and after seeing me for the first time in five months that you can just get down on one knee and propose!"
"Maura, I –" Jane started to speak.
Maura interrupted, "No, Jane Rizzoli, I absolutely will not marry you if you seriously think that I would ever say yes under these circumstances! Are you delusional?" Maura growled. "We aren't even together anymore!"
Jane grabbed Maura's hands again. "So does that mean you'd say yes under a different circumstance?"
"That is not my point, Jane," Maura protested, pulling her hands away again and stepping back from Jane. "What I mean is tonight is the first time we've had any contact in five months and you think proposing to me in the middle of an argument will resolve everything?"
Jane stepped forward, closing the gap Maura had just created. "And my point," Jane touched her own chest for emphasis, "is to try to get you to understand just how serious I am. I love you, Maura Isles, and right now I want nothing more than the whole fucking world to know!"
"I'm still not saying yes!" Maura shot back.
"Fine! But one day, would you? If we started dating again, properly, openly, would you marry me one day?" Jane asked, grasping Maura's hands.
Maura desperately cried, "I can't answer that right now!"
"Well then will you just do one thing for me right now?" Jane requested.
"Depends on what it is," Maura replied hesitantly.
"Kiss me like I know you've wanted to since the second you walked through that door."
Maura stepped back from Jane, letting go of her hands and running her right hand through her hair. "Jane, I'm not sure that's a good idea right now."
Jane closed the gap between them once more. "Why not?"
Tears threatening to fall, Maura looked Jane in the eyes. "Because if I kiss you right now, I don't think I'll be able to stop."
Jane smiled, "Well maybe I wouldn't want you to." She wrapped her arms around the other woman's waist, pulling them flush together. Maura drew in a sharp breath and closed her eyes, reveling in the sensation of Jane's body pressed against hers once again.
Jane leaned in, her mouth just millimeters away from Maura's.
"Your mother will be back soon. We don't have that much time," whispered Maura, eyes still closed.
The brunette pressed her forehead against Maura's and whispered back, "There's a perfectly good bed next door that I'm pretty sure still belongs to you." She began kissing along Maura's jaw toward her mouth.
"But if she comes back and we're not here, she'll be worried," Maura weakly countered.
Jane pulled back a little and reached into her back left pocket. She typed out a quick text to her mother and pressed send, then slid the phone back into her pants.
"What did you say?" Maura asked.
"'Just FYI, Maura and I are both fine. Don't worry – we'll see you later'," Jane smirked.
Maura groaned. "Jane, she'll know exactly what we're doing."
Jane wrapped her left arm back around Maura and started kissing her jawline again. "Mmm," Jane hummed. "Don't care. Just want to make love to you again."
Maura moaned as Jane's kisses continued along her jawline. "Jane," she moaned again.
"Mmhm?" Jane hummed in response as she sucked Maura's earlobe into her mouth.
The dark blonde moaned louder, "Ohhh, I, ohh, this is such a bad idea. Maybe we should stop?"
Jane breathed in Maura's ear. "Do you want me to stop?"
Maura let out a whimper. "But we shouldn't be doing this," she replied softly, though she made no effort to push Jane away.
Jane pulled back to look at Maura, who opened her eyes. There were tears in them.
"I would never make you do something you didn't want to," Jane said softly, afraid she was going to make Maura do something she didn't fully want, or something she'd regret. "Tell me you want me to stop and I will, Maura,"
"I can't tell you that, Jane," Maura choked out.
"Do you want me to keep going?"
"I can't answer that either," Maura whispered, a tear sliding down her cheek, leaving a streak in her makeup.
"Well then what the hell am I supposed to do?" Jane growled in frustration.
"Maybe it would be better right now if I just left? And we continued our conversation later?" Maura whispered, hesitation evident in her voice. Tears were now flowing freely down her cheeks. She stepped around Jane and started toward the door.
Jane whipped around and grabbed Maura's hand, pulling her to spin back around into her arms. "I let you walk away last time. I won't make that mistake again," she growled, pressing her lips to Maura's and kissing her hard until they both pulled back, gasping for air.
Ok, love? Hate? Besides being short (which is how I prefer to write my chapters, because trust me, I update so much more quickly that way)...