Thank you to everyone who's reading this story. I am amazed by the follows and reviews! I decided to go ahead and post this chapter for y'all since I've got a pretty heavy load at school this next week and I likely won't have time to work on this for the next couple of weeks. As always, please review. I gladly look forward to reading any praise or criticism you may have in order to make the story the best I can.
Oh, and just a little note for this chapter: I never really cared for Frank Sr. so I'm just pretending he and Angela have already divorced. I have Angela working in the café, but I don't have her living in Maura's guesthouse yet.
It's been a week since Jane told me that she wanted to go out with me. She said she wanted to go out with me, but she just needed to figure out how to talk to her mother about us first. I completely understand her need to do that. I know she grew up in a very devout Catholic family, so this is probably difficult for her. I don't know how much longer I can wait though. Jane has already expressed her apprehension about us becoming intimate, and I know telling her family, her mother specifically, is part of why she's holding back. She's also nervous because she's never been with a woman, although I have a feeling that once it actually happens she'll be able to overcome any inhibitions she has. I, on the other hand, am more than ready. Just thinking about last night has me nearly melting in my seat.
We had just been sitting on the couch together at my house. We were watching Shark Week. Jane decided it was the perfect compromise. I wanted to watch a documentary about the origins of forensic pathology while Jane wanted to watch the movie Jaws. She said Shark Week was perfect since she wanted to watch sharks and I wanted to watch something "science-y". It was far from being "science-y" enough to be something I'd choose myself, but Jane was happy so I was happy. She was very into the show, but I don't think I had watched more than a minute of it. I was watching her. My big, brave badass cop was flinching every time that the shark moved quickly towards the divers even though they were in a cage. I could barely hold back my laughter. Then they started showing some footage of another dive group that wasn't using a cage. One of the divers had a shark strike out at one of the divers and it latched on to his arm. Jane gasped and grabbed my thigh. That prompted me to make a gasp of my own. Jane looked over at me and she realized where her hand was and pulled it away quickly.
Sadly, this had become a fairly common occurrence over the last couple of days. Jane and I had done some fairly innocent touching, and hugging, and none of our kisses had been very intense after that first night when we told each other how we felt. We go to bed with each other every night, but all we do is cuddle and sleep. If I try to initiate anything at all, she would roll over to the far side of the bed, or excuse herself to the restroom. It was driving me absolutely crazy!
Jane had turned back to face the TV, but I was still watching her. The sensations I felt when she grabbed my thigh sent tingles to other places that I desperately desired to feel her touch.
"Put it back."
"What?"
"Put your hand back on my leg."
"Wha-why?"
"Well why did you pull it away so quickly? I have no problem whatsoever with you touching me…You do want to touch me, right?" she nods in affirmation." I liked it, so put your hand back on my leg…please."I say with a smirk.
She rolls her eyes then sighs and puts her hand back, but she's back to facing the TV again. I grab her hand and intertwine our fingers. I rub my thumb across her hand slowly. She seems un-phased by this action. I unclasp our hands and put her hand palm down on my leg. I put my hand on top of hers and remain still for a little while. After a few minutes, I start stroking the back of her hand and her forearm with my fingertips. I hear her breath hitch, but her eyes remain focused on the TV screen almost a little too intensely. I stop the movement of my hand and she lets out a quiet sigh. As soon as she does this I use my hand to move hers across my thigh. I guide it slowly towards the inside of my thigh and then back out again. I'm fairly certain Jane is holding her breath. I move our hands side to side on my leg for several moments until I finally slowly start to move our hands up thigh not stopping until we're centimeters away from my center. Jane finally looks over at me, and I'm surprised by how dark her eyes have become. I keep our eyes locked as I make a move to straddle her legs. Once I'm where I want to be, I take both of her hands and place them on my hips. I put both of my own hands in her hair and I turn her head up towards me as I lower my head down to hers. Our lips meet softly at first, and my eyes close. We move our mouths gently against one another's...at first. The kiss only stays tame for a few seconds because I can't help myself and I move my tongue across her bottom lip. Jane opens her mouth to release a moan and I use that opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth. As soon as our tongues meet, Jane moves her hands from my hips around to my lower back. I slowly start to move my hips in her lap. I leave one hand in her hair holding her face against mine while I slowly trail the other hand down her neck and then down to her clavicle. After several seconds, I continue my downward motion until my hand arrives at her chest. I can feel her nipple harden under my hand as I begin to massage her breast. I feel her hands drop down to my backside. I pull my tongue out of her mouth, and move my lips down her jaw to her neck where I start placing wet kisses everywhere my lips can reach. This prompts Jane to give me a firm squeeze, and I start moving my hips faster and more firmly. Just as I start to think about how nothing has ever felt more perfect, Jane moves her hands back to my hips and stops my movements.
"Maur"she moans. Her voice is incredibly sexy when she's panting like this. I stop kissing her neck and start sucking on it instead. "Maur" this time it comes out more like a growl. I use my teeth to gently bite down on her neck. I can feel her hands digging into my hips. "Maur, we need…oh god…we need to stop." As she says this, she brings one hand up to the back of my head and laces her fingers in my hair as she gently pulls me back from her neck. I don't understand what she's doing at first and I make a move to kiss her again. Jane rolls me off her lap and stands up quickly. We're both breathing so fast; it takes me a minute to find my voice.
"Why did you make me stop?" I pant. " Weren't you enjoying yourself? I certainly was enjoying what we were doing."
"Me too."
"Then why did you stop me?"
"I just want to do this right. You deserve to be with somebody who'll take you out and shout from the rooftops how amazing you are and I can't even manage to tell my Ma."
"Jane, there's no rush to tell your mother. Take all the time you need…I still don't understand though."
"Understand what?"
"Why you stopped us. I was really looking forward to where that was going."
"Like I said, I want to do this right. I want to take you out to a nice place, enjoy a drink or two, drive you home, and walk you to your door. I want to do all those normal date things. You deserve better than take out and Shark Week. I promise to tell Ma tomorrow and if you're still interested, I'd like to take you out Friday night."
I can't stop the smile creeping up on my face. She is so sweet and thoughtful, and definitely worth waiting for.
"Actually, I'm the one who asked you out first, so I'd like to take you out Friday night."
"Nope, I'm the one making you wait, and besides I did tell you if I dated a woman that I'd be the guy, so I'm taking you out."
We stare each other down for a few more seconds before I feel the smile beginning to form on my lips."I'll allow it this time, but sometime soon I want my turn to be the guy. You're a beautiful woman and you deserve to be treated that way too, okay?"
"Deal" she says as she moves in to seal it with a kiss.
After that Jane went out to walk Jo Friday and I went to take a verycold shower. I feel myself shudder involuntarily in my seat. I hate being unprofessional and daydreaming at work, but I don't have anything to do in the lab right now and being stuck at my desk is painfully dull. Thinking about Jane last night has me all worked up and I desperately need a distraction. Just as I'm about to get up and walk to the lab to steal a job from one of my techs, I hear my phone buzz.
-Hey I won't be able to meet for lunch today. I'm about to meet my Ma in the café for lunch and to talk. I figured telling her in a public place was best. It might keep her from having a melt down.
I type out my response.
-Are you sure you want to do this alone? You know I wouldn't mind going with you.
-No, no worries. I got this. I'll come down and see you after lunch. Love you.
-I love you too. Good luck.
I desperately want to be there for Jane, but I know how independent she is. I know how protective she is too, and I wonder if she's trying to shield me from the situation in case Angela responds unfavorably to the news. I make my way over to the lab when my phone buzzes again. I answer, and I'm informed of a fresh body found. I make my way to the crime scene and find out that the case hasn't been assigned to Jane. I get to work and make my primary assessments. By the time the body makes it back to the morgue its nearing the end of my work day, and I realize that I never heard from Jane after lunch. I collect some trace evidence, but decide to push the autopsy to tomorrow. I pull my phone back out and call Jane. I don't get an answer. I decide to call it a day and I gather my things to leave. I glance in the café on my way out to see if Angela is still there, but I don't see her. I walk in and ask if she's still there, but I'm informed that she never came back after her lunch break. I call Jane again as I pull away from the station. Her phone goes straight to voice mail. I leave her a message asking her to call me. I send her a text as well saying the same thing, just in case she's somewhere that she can't answer the phone. I decide to drive by Jane's apartment, but I don't see her car. I walk up and knock on her door, but I get no answer. I'm beginning to get a little worried. I decide to drive by her mother's address too. Angela's car is there, but Jane's is not. I don't want to go talk to Angela before I've heard from Jane. I try her cell again and still, no response. I call Frost and he says that Jane called him after lunch saying she didn't feel well and that she was going home. I start to panic. If she and Angela both went home after lunch I think it's probably highly likely that their talk didn't go well. I have to find her. I know she's not at home, because I've already been there. I try to think of where she could have gone. I check the Dirty Robber then the batting cages since I know those are her favorite places to go when she's upset. I am just about at my wits end when I think of one more place she may go if she's upset.
