They had yet to talk about what happened after dinner and Jane was keen on keeping it that way. There was nothing to talk about really. Except maybe for the fact that Jane had been very much aroused by Maura's sultry voice and look and – of course – the way she had been pressed against the Italian's body. As if she had every right to and did it every day.

They had joined Danny in front of the TV, falling into the middle of some kind of Kid's movie. Jane didn't even bother remembering the name or what it was about. She kept replaying the earlier scene over and over.

Eventually it was time for Danny to go to bed and the girl had asked Jane with puppy dog eyes if the Detective could be the one to tuck her in.

Jane had been surprised, glancing over at Maura to make sure it was okay and being met with an affirmative nod. The honey blonde had looked completely proud and emotional. Although that didn't take much these days Jane noted.

So she set up to tuck Danny in. Thinking it was an easy task initially, she was surprised to find herself having to chase the girl to change the five year old in her pajamas, have her brush her teeth and finally reading her a bedtime story.

Jane had never thought it to be so much work, but she gladly did it. The little girl stirred something inside of her. Something she never knew she possessed. Or wanted.

"And they lived happily ever after." Jane – thinking it was over – closed the book and moved to get out of bed. But Danny held on tightly, not looking even the slightest bit tired. Jane suddenly imagined the trouble Maura had to go through every night.

Maybe she should've played basketball with her after all. She smiled down at the five year old, kissed the top of her head and once more intended to get out of the bed. But once again Danny's hand found its way in her own and she tugged on it.

"Please stay? Until I fall asleep?" Jane opened her mouth to say no and tell her to go to sleep, but found herself lost in deep brown eyes. How could this kid make her do anything she wanted?

Nodding, she settled back in. Danny snuggled into her side immediately, a smile on her face. But luckily she didn't ask any questions. Jane wasn't sure she couldn't tell her no, apparently her heart wouldn't let her.

Maura – wondering what was taking Jane so long – came over to check up on them, finding Danny practically lying on top of the other woman. Jane was wide awake, her hand drawing lacy circles on the little girl's back. Danny was snoring softly. Maura smiled.

"Jane?" She whispered, careful not to wake up her sleeping daughter. The Italian turned her head, smiling slightly at the sight of Maura.

The honey blonde nodded her head towards her daughter and Jane – with one look to make sure she was indeed asleep – untangled herself from Danny's vice grip carefully.

She really hoped she wouldn't wake up. Fortunately she didn't and Jane covered her slumbering form with a Pokémon blanket. Not being able to help herself, she leaned in to press a soft kiss to Danny's temple. The girl stirred, but didn't wake and the two adults made their way out of the room quietly, tip-toeing down the hall back to the living room.

"Thank you." Jane shrugged, not entirely sure what she was being thanked for. But she didn't have the energy to ask the other woman either.

With a loud sigh, she flopped down on the couch. Grabbing her beer from the table, she took a long swig. It had been a tiresome weekend. Tiresome but satisfying. Glancing up from the TV to watch Maura sit down, she took another sip.

"I'm cutting you off after this one." Jane frowned down at her beer. It was only her third.

"Jane, you still have to drive home." Jane's eyebrows shot up and her mouth formed an 'o'. She had totally forgotten that tomorrow was Monday. Meaning work.

She groaned softly. This might be the first time she actually didn't want to go to work. Damn Maura. It was all her fault.

She finished her beer slowly, savoring the taste and maybe – but just maybe – trying to postpone going home a little longer. Yes, things were slightly awkward after the 'thing' that happened, but that didn't mean she didn't want to be around Maura anymore.

Not at all. She was still very much happy to be around the other woman. Awkward, sometimes uncomfortable and even a bit flushed, but happy nonetheless.

"Jane?" The Detective hummed, turning her head to look at the honey blonde. "Is everything okay? I mean… you haven't said a word to me after… we did the dishes. Did I make you uncomfortable?" Jane snorted. She couldn't help it. Of course it made her uncomfortable! Hello, she was just recapping the whole thing!

Maura turned her head, ashamed at what she'd done. Jane's reaction had been proof enough. But she turned around when she felt a hand on her shoulder. And once again, she found herself lost in chocolate brown orbs. Jane smirked.

"Maur. You make me uncomfortable most of the time." She hastened to explain when she saw guilt, sadness and shame enter Maura's eyes. "But that isn't a bad thing." Now confusion. Jane chuckled. "You keep me on my tones and you keep surprising me every time. Like when we were doing the dishes. The things you said. God woman, do you know what you did to me?" Maura had the decency to blush. But she also felt good. She was able to make Jane feel the same exact way the Detective made her feel.

"But that's exactly what I like about you." Maura grinned softly, raising one suggestive eyebrow.

"The fact I can turn you on with a few simple words?" Jane's mouth fell open and she stared in complete shock.

"See! You're doing it again. And yes… you did turn me on." The Detective turned a light shade of red, momentarily glancing away. When she regained some of her composure she turned back.

"But that's just one of the many things I like about you." The honey blonde turned to face Jane fully.

"Are you going to list them?" Jane laughed, shaking her head in amusement.

"No. I think you already have a clear idea of what I like about you." She licked her lips, letting her eyes trail all the way from Maura's toes up to her eyes, lingering on her cleavage and full lips. Maura blushed. Of course she knew what Jane liked about her.

But she also knew what she liked about Jane. And more importantly, what Jane liked her to do to her. She frowned. That sentence didn't make much sense. But that wasn't important.

She looked up through her eyelashes, hoping that it would have the desired effect on Jane. And when she saw the Detective stop breathing, her eyes widening just a slight bit, she knew she had her where she wanted her.

Leaning in, she put one hand on the Italian's knee, slowly moving it up and down her thigh. She watched as Jane flushed, trying – and miserably failing – to keep somewhat of a composure.

Maura leaned in close. Jane wondered how many times Maura was going to whisper in her ear that night. She swallowed thickly as the next words hit her.

"And I know what you like." And of course she was about to respond, but all that came out was a low moan.

Maura had her lips pressed just under her earlobe. Right on Jane's soft spot. And where she would be under Maura's complete mercy. The honey blonde moved her lips expertly and Jane wondered where she had gotten so good. Not that she wasn't good twenty years ago, but right now. Damn, the woman was good.

She panted heavily, one part of her brain telling her to push Maura back, but the other part telling her to shut up and enjoy this moment. It didn't mean that they had to go any further.

The latter won out and she let her be pushed back into the couch cushions, Maura slowly crawling on top of her. Her eyes closed of their own accord and she sighed deeply. There wasn't anything wrong with enjoying this.

Maura kept trailing her lips up and down Jane's neck, nipping, sucking and biting, but always careful not to leave a mark. That wouldn't go down well. She was spurred on by the sounds coming from the woman under her and she grinned to herself. Her plan was working.

Slowly but surely, she moved higher, over Jane's chin, closer and closer to the other woman's mouth. Warm lips met her own and she nearly moaned at the contact. She had been waiting all weekend for this.

Maybe even all those years if she was being completely honest with herself. Their lips moved together, almost like a dance and Maura was reminded of how good it felt. Of how much she enjoyed kissing Jane. Oh how she had missed those lips.

Her tongue poked out hesitantly, just enough to ask for entrance and taste the beer Jane had been drinking. But instead of Jane opening her mouth, the other woman put a hand to her chest and pushed her back softly.

Maura watched as Jane's eyes came into view and she was met with uncertainty and arousal. Two things that didn't work together. The honey blonde held her breath, ready for Jane to bolt. But the Italian just sat there, catching her breath, her eyes still locked with her own.

"Maura." The sound of Jane's deep, husky voice made her stomach erupt with butterflies and her heart skip a beat. She watched Jane open her mouth. "W-We can't. Not like this. Not when…"

The Detective shut her eyes tightly, willing her emotions to leave her alone. She needed to think rational, not have her mind replay the feeling of Maura's lips on her own.

Taking a deep shuddering breath, she ran a shaky hand run through her hair. This was even harder than she had anticipated.

"It's okay Jane. I understand." The Italian opened her eyes, the same uncertainty still showing. But for a different reason this time.

"You do?" The honey blonde smiled apologetically, an unknown look in her eyes.

"I do. I'm sorry if I pushed too far. That was never my intention. I hope you can believe that. I just wanted to show you that I still cared and… wanted you in more than a friendly way." Jane sighed, pulling her legs up to her chest.

"You said you would wait Maura. I can't do this when you're…" She waved her arm around lamely. "Kissing me and stuff." Maura bit her cheek to stop her lips from turning into a smile. She was really adorable.

"I'm sorry. I won't kiss you anymore. Neither will I do other stuff." She couldn't stop the amusement from seeping into her words and Jane raised her eyebrows, a small smile appearing on her own face.

"Thank you." Maura just nodded, reaching out to squeeze Jane's arm. Everything was going to be okay.

They were silent for a few minutes, both stewing in their own thoughts, when Maura broke it. Her voice was soft and hesitant.

"I guess you should go? I mean, we have work tomorrow and your clothes are at your place and you've been wearing these clothes for the past two days. Not that there is anything wrong with what you're wearing. I just assume that you'd rather change and sleep in your own bed. You're free to stop me anytime." The two shared a laugh, some of the tension easing out of the room.

Jane sighed, her legs dropping back on the ground. "I guess I actually should go. Y'know, to do all the stuff you just said."

"You don't have to. We can stop by your apartment before work tomorrow?" Jane's mind immediately went to Maura's bedroom. And the bed. That they were going to have to share again. She wasn't sure she was ready for that. Not after what had just happened.

"Nah, that's okay. Besides, I am kind of missing my bed. Might not have a fancy ass mattress that yours does, but it does the job. And it's formed to my body." Maura frowned, having a small idea of what Jane meant with that. And when the other woman winked at her, her suspicions were confirmed. She was going to need to get Jane a new mattress.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. I'm also going to see you out." Jane smirked.

"Now you're suddenly in a hurry to throw me out?" Maura rolled her eyes, already halfway out the living room.

"I'm hardly throwing you out Jane." Jane called Jo Friday over. Couldn't forget her dog could she?

She watched as Jane got her things, Jo following hot on her heel, her eyes following her owner's every move. Finally it was time for them to say goodbye. They would be seeing each other tomorrow at work, but it would be different.

Jane cleared her throat, shifting awkwardly in front of Maura. She wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. Hug her? Kiss her on the cheek? Smile and walk off? Jo's bark brought her out of her thoughts and she looked down to see the dog trying to jump up against Maura.

"Jo Friday! You're going to get her clothes dirty. Off!" The dog obeyed – after shooting her a dirty look – and opted for sitting down, staring up at the honey blonde.

Maura laughed, crouching down to pet the mutt on the head, pressing a kiss into the dog's fur. Jane watched with a smile on her face. Danny might be Maura's daughter, but Jo kind of was her… well, companion.

The M.E. straightened back up, aiming her smile Jane's way. The Italian found herself smiling back. Of course she did, she always did. One of the other many things she liked about the other woman.

"So uhh… I'll see you tomorrow?" Maura smiled, biting down on her lower lip softly.

"I'll see you tomorrow." She opened the door just enough for the two to pass through. Jane stopped just after she got over the threshold. She swallowed nervously, wringing her hands together.

She frowned. She should stop doing that. Stuffing them into her pockets instead, she took a deep breath and leaned in. Her lips met soft skin and with one last quick smile, she was all but rushing off to her car.

Maura was left standing there, her hand to her cheek. When she watched Jane's car disappear around the corner, a grin the length of her face appeared and she looked off into the distance. A dazed look was in her eyes.

At least they were making progress… right?