Walking down the stairs, Lisbon enjoyed the scent of fresh brewed coffee wafting from her kitchen before heading in the direction of her den instead. Meandering over to the French doors she sneaked a peak at Jane deciding he looked more tense than he should under the circumstances…She hoped he wasn't having second thoughts about what they'd done…She certainly wasn't…She'd enjoyed being with him too much and she thought he'd felt the same.
Turning around, Lisbon headed back to her kitchen to collect her thoughts. Pulling two mugs from her cabinet, she proceeded to make as close to her "Special Coffee" as she could since she didn't have the right ingredients. But, close enough. Carrying the mugs out on the patio, she was glad Jane had left the door slightly cracked.
"Hey, you, why didn't you wake me up?" Lisbon dropped a kiss on the top of his head as she pressed the mug into Jane's hand ignoring his quizzical expression. "Just drink it already, okay?"
Taking a tentative sip, Jane set his cup aside. "Irish coffee?"
"Close enough." Lisbon agreed knowing the Whiskey wasn't Irish and the lightly whipped cream wasn't fresh but out of a can. "I know it's not tea; but, it's still delicious."
"Yes, it is." Jane agreed taking her mug out of hand before drawing her down to sit on his lap. "You're more delicious."
"You think so?" Lisbon pulled back from his pleasantly sloppy kiss.
"Oh, yeah." Jane agreed smirking at her. "Even if you taste like coffee when I'd much prefer tea."
"You really need to expand your horizons." Placing her hands on each side of his face, Lisbon leaned in to return his teasing buss with a tender kiss before her expression turned infinitely more serious. "You okay?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" Jane asked as he took a sip from her cup watching her brow rise at his audacity.
"Because things happened faster than either of expected them to." Lisbon admitted.
But, not so fast her neighbor across the way and two doors down hadn't already figured out the score if the double thumbs up she was giving her was any indication. Lisbon wasn't sure how she felt about that. Except she wasn't too happy that the one woman she didn't want discovering their "secret" had done just that. Having Marjorie of all people realize she'd found a replacement for Marcus before anyone even knew they were over made Lisbon look downright trampy in anyone's eyes and her "friend" wouldn't hesitate to spread the word.
Added to that, if the man she was sitting on was anyone other than Jane, she'd feel trampy, too. But, she didn't. Their relationship wasn't some sleazy Friday night hook up started at the local bar. It was a love affair over a decade in the making. While her acquaintance wasn't privy to those details, the truth was all that mattered. All Marj really cared about was she'd scored a particularly fine looking piece of "ass" the other woman wouldn't mind sampling herself.
Not that Lisbon would volunteer the specifics. No way. Not to that piranha. They weren't that close although Marjorie would try to play it that way. Not happening. Her personal life wasn't any of older woman's business nor would it ever be. Besides, the entire complex would know she was doing the handsome blonde guy in however long it took Marjorie to spread the word.
The one who used to come around before the other less attractive guy started staying over.
Actually, the story would probably go more along the lines that Lisbon in 212 was banging that blonde hottie again. You know; the one she used to do on a semi-regular basis.Marjorie had never believed she wasn't sleeping with Jane in the first place. No matter how many times Lisbon denied it. That she admitted they were just friends and that was as far as it went. The other woman just wouldn't buy it.
She'd flat out called her a liar to her face.
Probably because there was no way she wouldn't be doing Jane if given the chance. Like that was ever happening. Not if Lisbon had anything to say about. Forget Jane's opinion on the matter even if she was positive he'd feel the same way. That she-wolf in sheep's clothing wasn't getting anywhere near her man. She'd see to that.
"Twelve years is hardly fast." Jane gently reminded her. "And, yes, I'm better than okay. Besides, we've already had this discussion. Things have hardly changed in the last few hours."
"Yeah, well some things have." Lisbon said. "We've done…that…now."
"That?" Jane's look conveyed exactly how childish he thought she sounded…That indeed and a mighty fine that if he said so himself all however many times they'd copulated. He'd lost count somewhere along the way although he was sure he could figure it out if he thought about it enough. "I hardly think making love to you would negatively impact my emotional well being." He reached out to caress her cheek. "I should say just the opposite in fact."
That wasn't completely true; but, he'd handle any lingering issues on his own. Lisbon didn't need to jump to any unfounded conclusions as she was wont to do. So what if his emotions were more convoluted than the average widower's? He'd had a more traumatic past than most. But, he'd deal with them. He had too much to lose not to.
Besides, issues were not the same as regrets and he didn't have any of those.
"You would, huh?" Lisbon's light tone belied the knowing glint in her eyes. "While I'll take you at your word, I know you aren't being completely honest with me. If your demons get too much, talk to me. We're in this together so that means everything…The good, the bad, and the really ugly…Do I make myself clear?"
"Perfectly." Jane said quietly before changing the subject to one less uncomfortable. "Do you realize it's taken us longer to get together than some marriages last?" He pointed out. "Especially the ones we know about."
They'd seen a lot of marriages break up over the years at the CBI and a couple since joining the FBI.
"I hadn't really thought about it." She didn't want to either. "But you're right. The kind of work we do is hard on a relationship especially when one partner isn't Law Enforcement."
"Then we won't ever have that problem." Jane's eyebrow rose questioningly as he stared across the way. "I've been trying to ignore it; but, your friend over there seems pleased to see us together." He nodded in the direction of the other woman so intently watching them. "Perhaps more pleased than she should be considering we don't know each other."
They were never going to if he had anything to say about it. There was something about that broad creeping him out. Like maybe she was way too interested in what was going on at Lisbon's place.
"Marjorie's just glad someone is getting some or she thinks they are whether it's true or not." Lisbon groused. "The woman's obsessed with sex and everyone's sex life. She must not have one of her own." She had yet to answer that secret of the universe.
What she did know was Marjorie was much too nosy about things that were none of her business.
"I'd say she has one if the man walking out on her patio is any indication." Jane nodded in the direction of the other apartment. "If I don't miss my guess, he's a good twenty years younger than she is."
Glancing up to take in the younger man wearing the low slung shorts and nothing else, Lisbon started in recognition.
"Oh, that's just 'ew' and try closer to thirty years." Watching the couple erotically nuzzling each other, she wondered where the eye bleach was when she needed it. "I did not need to see that."
"She's a good looking woman." Jane raised an eyebrow in Lisbon's direction at her unexpected reaction to the red head's salacious activities. "And while he's young, I can assure you that guy is old enough to know what he wants and he appears to want her. Since she seems to feel the same, I don't see what the problem is."
"You don't know the rest of the story." Lisbon said. "That's Brent something or the other. He's been her son's best friend since kindergarten. Her words not mine when she introduced both of them in passing."
"That does put a different slant on the story." Jane agreed with a devilish smirk. "Whatever. It's none of our business if your neighbor chooses to fish a little closer to home than either of us would be comfortable doing. They're two consenting adults. Let's leave it at that."
Lisbon bit back the "barely" almost passing her lips.
"No, it isn't." Lisbon agreed. "But, it's still more than I ever wanted to know. I'll be back in a minute. You need a refill?"
"I don't think so." Jane glanced at his cup. "Get your caffeine fix. I'll be here when you return."
"You better be." Leaning in, Lisbon pressed her lips against his breaking the kiss when Jane moved to deepen it. "Marjorie's doing more than enough exhibitionism for both of us." She nodded in the direction of the other patio.
Following her gaze, Jane's eyebrow rose as he quickly decided what was going on over there was way more than anyone should see. They needed to get a room all ready. The woman was clearly used to making a spectacle of herself and enjoyed it a little too much.
Perhaps Lisbon was right and this was definitely an 'ew' moment.
Smirking at Jane's reaction, Lisbon skipped away to fetch her refill wishing she could block the images of the other woman devouring that kid from her mind. Not that Brent seemed to mind. He didn't. It was just the rest of the unfortunates forced to watch the show who did. Pouring fresh coffee in her cup, Lisbon wasn't all that surprised to feel Jane's arm encircling her from behind. Adding sugar and cream to her cup, she took a quick sip before setting her cup back on the counter.
"Marjorie's antics get a little too much for you?" She turned into his embrace. "I know she's way too much for me."
"Maybe." Jane agreed. "Or maybe I missed you."
"Right." Lisbon said as she leaned up to give him a kiss. "I was only gone a couple of minutes."
"Well, maybe I thought there were more pleasant things we could do in here than hanging out there being watched by your friend." Jane answered honestly. "She gives me the creeps."
"Marjorie's more of a vulgar acquaintance than a friend." Lisbon corrected him. "She's far too nosey and she thinks you have a mighty fine ass. Her words not mine."
"I don't think I like her looking at my ass." Jane responded back. "I know I don't. I'd much prefer she keep her eyes, and her hands, to herself. She's not my kind of woman."
"I'll be sure to relay that." Lisbon snickered at his righteous indignation. "However, I agree with her sentiment. You do have a nice butt and I should know. I've seen you naked."
"You can see me naked again if you'd like." Jane decided she was welcome to see him naked for the rest of their lives as long as he got to return the favor.
"You making an offer?" Lisbon laughed softly at the amusing sense of déjà vu flooding her senses.
"What do you think?" Jane cocked a brow at her.
"That I'd definitely like." Lisbon answered. "Just not down here while they're out there." She nodded in the direction of her patio and prying eyes.
Taking her silent cue, Jane walked over to the glass doors and closed the blinds shutting out unwelcome intrusions before returning to Lisbon's side. Feeling his eyes boring into hers, Lisbon knew he was waiting for her to make the next move. Briefly contemplating whether she wanted to relive that first heated encounter on her couch, Lisbon decided she wasn't really comfortable knowing Marjorie and Brent were out there even with the blinds closed. She'd much prefer knowing they were truly alone considering how she felt about her lover.
Leaning in to give him a hungry kiss, Lisbon grasped Jane's hand as she led him up those stairs firmly convinced they could deal with whatever the future held as long as they did it together.
From the look in his eyes, Jane felt the same and that was enough for the moment.