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Maura had never felt so compelled to turn on the radio. Her fingers caressed the tuning dial as she listened for a song that she could make breakfast to. The early morning light shone through the window and made her eyes glaze over, but she happily took in it's warmth.
Upon hearing a tambourine shake and a steady bass line float from the radios speakers, Maura turned up the volume.
Plugging in the new toaster, Maura felt a random wave of emotion towards the kitchen appliance. They way it shone and had so many buttons it looked like it could command a missile launch, Maura grinned at it.
Maura happily started to dance to the song blasting through the radio, confirming her prediction, it was Jet, Are You Gonna Be My Girl. Manoeuvring her slender form around the kitchen in a delicate wiggle while collecting two bagels from the bread compartment, cutting them swiftly on the wooden chopping board then moon walking to the toaster again with elegance.
Clicking down the leaver and sending the bagels into their special slots, Maura shimmied over to the fridge to pluck the carton of orange juice from it's cold innards.
Maura hummed along contently with the words and poured herself and Jane a glass of orange, she knew for a fact the increase of vitamin C did wonders.
Jane ruffled her hair as she walked into the kitchen taken back by Maura's dancing, humming as she wiggled her rear, all while pouring two glasses of orange.
Jane smirked and looked down at herself, joggers and black vest top looked so impractical next to Maura and her 'I just had sex' attire.
Jane leant on the counter and wondered it would take her honey blond genius to figure out she was watching her.
Watching Maura dance was cute, making Jane display a goofy grin.
"Jane" Maura hummed her words.
Jane jumped.
So much for that plan.
"Are you going to stand and stare at my rear or dance with me"
"Maur, you know I can't dance" Jane recoiled at the offer, it was a lie, she could dance a little, in crazy bursts but never like Maura, when Jane tried to be elegant she ended up looking like a giraffe on ice.
Maura turned her body, swaying her hips and grabbing both of Jane's hands.
"I've seen you dance" Maura's voice was scratchy under the new wave of affection that pooled her vocal chords.
"Yeah" Jane was soon distracted by Maura's swift moving hips, grinding against hers softly. "I look like a retarded chicken"
The mental image of that particular statement made Jane's right eye twitch. She didn't know whether to laugh at the vision or cringe.
"Hardly Janey" Maura pressed her body flush against Jane's and moved their hips in fast rhythm. Jane lost all concentration.
Jane grinned.
"This is not how you dance to this song Maura"
"How do you suggest we dance?"
"Like so" Jane pushed their bodies apart but still connected their hands, soon breaking out into a jive.
Maura giggled as Jane twirled her body and jerked her shoulders in the time with the strikes of the guitar.
"Come on M" Jane flushed their bodies together again and sang along happily, this other wise nerdy form of dancing couldn't have looked sexy on anyone but Jane. Even if Beyonce trotted in doing it, Maura would have cringed and bailed.
Jane laughed out the lyrics and Maura couldn't help but laugh along, the jerky uncoordinated moves they were doing.
Then when the song calmed into the bridge, Jane spoke a matter of factly.
"Well are you gonna be my girl?" her voice fit perfectly with that of the singers and Maura lolled her head back laughing.
Jane then backed Maura into the fridge and kissed the M.E as the song concluded. Running her tongue into her mouth, Maura moaned and wove her hands into the Detectives raven hair.
"Well" Jane pulled back, cupping the side of Maura's face delicately. "Are you?"
Maura nodded, still flushed from their previous kiss.
The next song that flooded from the radio wasn't something either of the women would consider dancing to, so the ritual of breakfast continued.
Bass hobbled past, Maura noticed the pet straight away.
"And hewo Bass, how are you this morning"
"Really?" Jane flung her arms above her head and drank the orange juice that Maura had poured her. "You don't do that with me" Jane huffed. Maura turned with a smirk.
"You really want me to greet you with the term hewo and stroke your back then feed you?"
Jane tilted her head in thought, then chuckled.
"No"
"Exactly"
"But why do you go all gooey faced over a tu... tortoise"
"He's my little prince" Maura cooed and fed Bass a strawberry.
"So what am I? Tom Fool?"
Maura patted Bass on the shell once more and walked to Jane. Pinching the woman's chin she kissed her softly tasting the orange one her lips.
"Yes" Maura mocked and Jane pouted. "Or my sex slave"
Jane's eyes widened.
"You did not just say that"
Maura chuckled evilly and bit her bottom lip.
"You'd love it" Maura turned to pluck the toasted bagels from the bowels of the toaster.
Jane snaked behind Maura and rested her head on the M.E's shoulder.
"That I would"
Wrapping her arms around Maura's abdomen and hugged her close.
"Here" Maura set the whole bagel on a plate and turned in Jane's arms to hand her the food. "A whole bagel, not sliced"
"Thank you" Jane pecked her cheek and took the plate from her. Jane always liked a bagel whole, it was just a tiny food habit.
Maura sliced hers and while to heated, gooey middle radiated viable waves she placed a thin layer of cheese upon one half, it melted into the dough easily.
While the two women sat at the island eating and discussing the day, a small thud distracted them.
Bass pin balled himself slowly but surely between the island and counter.
Jane laughed at him and Maura slapped her arm.
"He wants his Mommy" Maura slid from the stool she had been perched on and sat cross legged by the tortoise, he shrank into his shell at the fast movement but resurfaced when Maura cooed him out.
"I'm going to get dressed and this time please don't make me wear heels"
"You have no choice in the matter Janey" Maura shouted to her and comforted Bass.
Jane slid into the bathroom, brushing her teeth swiftly with the 'if Jane stops over' tooth brush.
She knew it was stupid, but she was jealous of a damn tortoise.
Yeah, okay I just spent the night with Maura, but that damn turtle, hmph.
He's not even interactive, he just trips me up and capsizes himself for attention, you don't see me rolling on my back and helplessly trying to get up.
Jane shook her head and washed, splashing her face twice with cold water.
It was now a day until the twins birthday.
Jane still had no idea what to get them, unless they wanted a toaster she was stuck.
Jane peeled of her clothing and stepped into the shower, she was sure her best ideas came from taking a shower. 90% of the shower was spent thinking 10% was bodily cleansing.
Maura was showered and dressed by the time Jane resurfaced from the shower clad in a towel.
"Well someone was feeling philosophical" Maura toyed, sat on her bed happily dressed in a black off the shoulder cashmere jumper, with the sleeves neatly rolled up. Wearing a pair of grey leg hugging jeans with black suede ankle boots.
Jane pulled the duvet over Maura's head.
"No peeking this morning" Jane snapped and Maura pulled the offending duvet from over her head.
"Fine" she grabbed an issue of National Geographic and read an article on the behaviour of penguins.
A small cough ten minuets later signalled Jane was ready. Maura turned and smiled at the Detectives appearance.
Wearing a crimson blouse, the same jeans from the day prior and clutching the leather jacket Jane felt more like herself in the attire.
"I just might wear my converse" Jane toyed then winked and Maura's eyes widened.
"No!" Maura warned. "Don't you dare!"
"Maura, I don't plan to be sitting at my desk all day"
"I don't care, I will not let you go to work in those things"
"Maura, please" Jane's whining was cut off by her phone buzzing on the side table. Jane lunged to grab it, snatching the device from it's aggravated, clattering vibrations.
"Rizzoli"
Jane walked away from Maura for some space to talk.
"Isles" Maura answered sternly.
"Yeah sure"
"I'll be right there"
The calls ended abruptly. Jane glanced at Maura and shrugged.
"Come on" Jane slapped Maura's knee and put on her jacket while walking from the room. "I'll drive" she shouted back.
Maura clutched her phone and followed Jane from the house.