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In honor of my birthday tomorrow the 29th here is long chapter. The longest one so far. Hope you enjoy…
On we go…
CH7
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On Sunday morning, Jane sleeps-in and wakes up to a text from Maura. Her eyes take a few seconds to adjust from "beneath my eyelids black" to "phone screen bright"— 'pretty sure there are paint colors with those names.'
*Good morning. I cannot wait to see you later. ~Mx*
*Morning!*
*Hi :) So for dinner, I was thinking something simple.*
*Hopefully something more complex than just boiled veggies :( blah*
*Something simple that you would enjoy. Spaghetti with meat sauce, your mother taught me how to make the sauce, plus a salad, and some homemade bread.*
*Yummy:) So I'll see you later.*
*Yes please.*
Late Sunday morning and early afternoon comes and goes like Speedy Gonzales, and in all honesty that's what the detective's morning consisted of, a cartoon marathon and bowls of Luck Charms. 'I'm a fan of all things Irishy.'
Once 3pm rolls around, the brunette decides it's time to start getting ready. She does not really understand why she getting ready three hours before but it fells right.
She hops in the shower and goes about a slightly more girly routine than usual; she shaves with precision, exfoliates her body and washes behind her ears. Out of the shower, she lotions up and blow dries her hair-which takes forever.
Then, she makes her way to the closet. Picking out a simple pair of jeans, that makes all her good parts look great, and a 'you are looking very Jane top' she gets ready. 'God, I loved that show. DANA!'
By the time she is done, it is 4:30. Plenty of time left to pack an overnight bag for herself, get Jo's things and get Watson all set up for the next 24 or so hours without her.
With those tasks done, she heads out the door with Jo in tow slightly after 5:00.
She has one more stop in mind before she heads to Maura's house.
She gets into her car and firsts takes a short detour to one of the little shops the blonde likes. It's a wine shop, and Maura is a regular there. As Jane enters a bell over the door informs the owner of her presence.
"Hi Ron." She smiles kindly at him. He is a quiet man in his early sixties, balding, a little sloppily dressed, but he knows his wine and runs a nice shop.
"Hi. You are Maura's friend right?"
"Yes. Jane." She extends her arm and shakes his hand making a formal acquaintance.
"Detective? If I remember correctly. What brings you in?"
"Right again. Uhmm, well, I was picking up some wine to take to Maura's house; I was wondering what you would suggest?"
"A couple of quick questions. What will be accompanying the wine? Is there a price range you have? And how many bottles are you looking for?"
"Well she is preparing a simple dinner, spaghetti and meat sauce; I'm not rich or anything, so can I get something good for like fifty bucks? And it will just be one bottle."
"Sounds nice… uh good," he clears his throat. Let me go and check what wine she has ordered, that way we can pick something she will be excited for. She always gives me a little wine review on what she buys." Ron quickly makes his way back to his desk and flips through his book; he must not like computers much. "Ok, so, I have a few different wines that Maura has told me likes that fall within your budget." He points them out and tells Jane a little about each and what Maura has said about them. She ends up picking a thirty-five dollar bottle because it received the best review, out of the bunch, from Maura.
She pays him for the bottle, and he asks if she would like a bow or a bag for it. The detective declines trying not to make a bigger deal out of the situation.
Back in the car, she shows Jo the bottle, and the terrier gives her an approving look; then, Jo turns and faces the road.
"Alright bossy, I know, I don't want to be late."
Once she pulls onto the road there is just a short drive left. Before she knows it, she has arrived. She is a little early but it should be ok.
She stares at her overnight bag and wonders if she should take it in right away. 'She did tell me to bring it but it seems a little presumptuous to bring it in right away.' She leaves her bag, hooks Jo's leash to her collar, grabs the bottle of wine and heads for the front door.
The knock that she lands on the door is quickly answered by the sound of heels clicking on hard wood, followed by the door flying open.
"You're early. Where is your bag?" Asks a slightly flustered Maura.
"Hii… It's in the car-"
She cuts Jane off, "sorry, I'm a little nervous but go get your bag. Please."
"Oook.. Hold Jo for me." She makes a mad dash to the car to retrieve her bag. 'Well that was not awkward. Great intro to a first date. Shit. Is this a first date? I have to find a nice restaurant to take her to next time.' She looks down at her hand and sees she still has the bottle of wine. 'Nice job did not even give it her.' She flings her bag over her shoulder and once again makes her way to the front door.
"Ok let's try this again. Hi, Maura, you look breath taking." Now, she notices what Maura is wearing and she truly looks breath taking. She is wearing black skirt that Jane knows has a slit up the back, an emerald green top that hugs all her curves and shows a mouth watering peek of cleavage, and black heels. Jane ends up staring a little longer than she should and hears the shorter woman clear her throat. "Right as promised me and Jo, plus an overnight bag. Ohh and I brought you this," she hands over the bottle and hazel eyes light up as she sees the label, "hope you like it."
"Ohh Jane it's one of my favorites and it will go excellent with our meal. How did you know? Did you know that this wine comes from…," she starts her Google speak and Jane knows that she is truly pleased with the wine choice. Jane just smiles at her. After a minute, Maura finally remembers they are still at her front door and stops mid sentence as a blush colors her cheeks. "Thank you, Jane. Please come in. You look lovely too. Are those the jeans we got when we were shopping last time? They fit your form perfectly."
"Yes, they are." They lean into each other to exchange a kiss on the cheek, but Jane turns her head a little too far and the corners of their mouths connect. They both struggle to not turn this little happy incident into a full blown kiss. "Glad you like the wine. How's dinner?" Her voice, all but, squeaks out the question.
"It's almost done. Go put your bags away; then, let Jo out into the yard to stretch her legs."
Jane does as requested. When she returns, she sees the ME stirring the sauce. The brunette takes a moment to look at her. She watches how the muscles in Maura's arm gently ripple as she stirs, and how her calves flex and relax when she shifts her weight.
"So, Ma taught you how to make the sauce?" She walks up to her side and places a hand on Maura's lower back.
"Yes. A while ago, I asked her what is one of your favorite meals and that is when she taught me how to make it."
"You know, she does not teach anyone her secret recipes. She really loves you like a daughter," Jane looks straight into hazel eyes to make sure she knows that statement is true. "I know how to make it because she taught me when I was younger. I pretend I don't know how to make it that way she will not force me to cook." She gives a half smile.
"Really, I look up to her as if she was my mother," there is an extra shine in her eyes, "and I know you don't like to cook even though you know how."
"So, how is it?"
"You tell me." She offers Jane a sample from the wooden spoon with one hand as the other cups underneath to catch any drops. Leaning in, Jane samples it as she pulls back a little drop lands on Maura's hand which she licks off. Jane's eyes are immediately drawn to that action.
"Amazing, you could give Ma a run for her money."
The rest of diner goes amazingly. Easy conversation flows between them. They sneak in touches, here and there, mostly to each other's hands. The bottle of wine disappears quickly. They flirt, maybe not more than usual, but now they feel freer about it or what it could lead to.
"You want to watch a movie?"
"That sounds great, Jane. I'm going to get some water; do you want anything?" She asks while she heads to the refrigerator.
"Water sounds good. Are you in the mood to watch anything in particular?"
"Something sweet and funny sounds most appealing, right now."
"Ok, let me see what I find." Jane settles on '50 First Dates'. 'Funny/sweet for her; a bit funny/dumb for me. And I get to see her get a little flustered whenever there is something wrong with the scientific stuff.' "Hey what took you so long? I thought you went to bottle your own water at some fancy spring." Jane is teasing her, and Maura knows it.
"Here is a bottle of water for you and one for me. And I brought some strawberries; I was in the mood for something sweet." She sits very close to the detective, the sides of their bodies touching, and sets the bowl of fruit on her own lap.
"You cut off all the strawberry tops. That's why you took so long?"
"Yes, less of a mess. Now shh, the movie is starting."
They watch the movie while munching on strawberries. Quickly, their snack disappears, and Maura leans forward to place the bowl on the coffee table. While she leans forward, Jane's hand lands on her lower back. The petite woman looks over her shoulder at Jane; then, she leans back and snuggles into her side as Jane's arm wraps around her. Long, tan fingers trace lazy doodles on Maura's side and they sigh contently. They focus on enjoying the movie and the comfort they bring each other.
"I think penguins are cute." Maura breaks the silence.
"I think you are cute." Jane whispers into her ear.
She turns her head towards Jane, and they cannot help but look at each other's lips. They seem so perfect and lush. She tilts her head a little to give Jane better access and that is all the permission the detective needs; she leans forward and close the distance between them. It is just their lips pressing together, but it feels incredible. It only last a couple of seconds and they separate. The smile that they share speaks volumes of what this means for them.
Once again Jane leans in and presses their lips together but then they move against each other and with each other. The blonde's lips part and Jane gets a real taste of her as she slips her tongue past the blonde's lips. 'God, she tastes amazing'. There are traces of wine, strawberries and something that can only be Maura. That mixture makes Jane moan.
They separate but stay close to each other.
"Hey."
"Hey." She smiles back. A few seconds later, Maura asks, "you want to get ready for bed; then, we can finish the movie dressed more comfortably?"
"I like that plan." Jane plants a quick peck to her lips as they get up because she can.
They go about their routines and get ready for the night. Jane has a shorter routine than Maura does, so she makes way to the couch first and lies down. She is dressed in black shorts that go mid-thigh and a gray tank top. Jane nervously plays with her hands for a few minutes before the higher maintenance woman makes her way back out to the living room.
"Hey, you look nervous. What is wrong?" Dressed in a light blue silk camisole and shorts, she looks down at Jane.
"What? No, I'm ok. Let's watch the movie." She tries to sit up, but Maura stops her.
"No, stay like that." She crawls over Jane and nestles herself between the back of the coach and the detectives side. The brunette stops breathing for a second or maybe five. "Is this ok?"
"Uhh yeah. Just let me get my arm out." She pulls her arm out and lays it over Maura as she rest her head on Jane's shoulder.
They continue to watch the movie. A few minutes in, Jane happily discovers a little piece of Maura's skin to play with. It's just above the top of her shorts on her side where her cami rode up. She enjoys that sliver of skin for a little while, feeling goose bumps form on it as she gently uses the tips of her fingers and nails to tease it.
"Jane?" She turns and looks at Maura. "Can we kiss again?"
Without reply, Jane leans forward and captures her lips. They take their time exploring each other's mouths and lips. It is slow and sensual, creating a slow burn.
Maura brings up one hand to the side of Jane's face. She slowly traces Jane's ear with her finger; then she gently tugs at it pulling their mouths closer together. It feels like it last for hours, just getting lost in the moment. Maura shifts and drapes her leg over Jane's as they continue exploring their new freedom to kiss and creating more skin-on-skin contact. Jane rests her hand on the thigh that Maura draped over her letting her thumb stroke back and forth on the milky white skin. 'God, she is so soft.' They spend the next minutes? Hours? Neither knows just enjoying the moment.
The slow burn becoming too much for the good doctor, Maura starts to push her hips forward to grind on Jane's thigh. Knowing she is not ready for the next step, Jane freezes up when she feels Maura press into her.
They pull apart breathing much heavier than usual. They take a second to calm down.
"I'm sorry, Jane." She breaths out still trying to get it under control.
"Hey, don't be. I'm sorry; I'm not ready. I know you are not used to waiting, but you know I cannot even kiss someone unless I'm sure."
Regaining some of her mental functions, Maura answers back. "Well, we already kissed, so does that mean you are sure about us?" The teasing tone in her voice compounded with the little smirk and twinkle eyes lets Jane know that she is ok with taking things slow.
"I know my logic is flawed; I'm not a genius. I'm sure about us, but I still want wait. To enjoy each new step in our relationship. Is that ok?"
"Yes, it is more than ok. I usual don't get to enjoy the all the little steps in a new relationship, but I would really enjoy doing that with you." Her head quirks to the side as something clicks, "is that why you looked so nervous when I came out from changing? Did you think I would be disappointed or push you to do something you were not ready for?"
"Yeah, kind of. So, we are ok?"
"We are more than ok. I'm really happy right now." She plants a kiss on Jane's slightly swollen lips with equally swollen lips.
"Me too, ok, good. So it looks like our movie ended a while ago, you ready for bed? We have work and all that tomorrow."
"Yes, I feel a bit tired."
"Ok."
They go about their regular night check of doors, windows and alarms.
As they make their way down the hallway, Jane grabs Maura's hand and pulls her towards herself. "Ok I'll see you in the morning?" She cups a delicate face with her hand and place a tender kiss on her lips.
"What? You are not sleeping in my bed?" She sounds a little heartbroken.
"I want to; I just did not want to assume."
"I want you to."
"Ok, let me just use the bathroom and I'll meet you in bed."
"Perfect!"
A couple of minutes later, Jane finds herself staring at Maura's bedroom door handle.
'The dreaded handle.'
Jane hears laughter from the other side. "Jane come in, please." Finally opening the door for herself, Jane enter Maura's bedroom.
'Success!'
'Shit, now the bed.'
Maura is now smiling at the detective. Jane looks a little lost as she stares at the bed.
"Get in, Jane. It is not going to swallow you up."
"Ohh look at you with the jokes." She counters trying not to let Maura have the upper hand even though she clearly does.
She gets in bed and feels herself turning awkward. She push the feeling aside and turn to face Maura.
"See not so bad, Jane."
She takes Jane's hand and simultaneously wraps it around herself as she turns to face away from Jane. A second, she pushes her back against Jane's front. "I thought you said we would do things at my speed."
"What, you don't like this?"
"I do."
"At your speed, I would not get to feel your arms around me tonight and sometimes you need a little push. At least I'm letting you be big spoon."
"Like you could be big spoon."
"Just wait. You'll love when I'm big spoon."
"Hmmm."
"Night."
"Night Maura."
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