Jane left Maura's apartment on Tuesday morning wearing jeans and a yellow v-neck t-shirt, but Maura knew it was only a matter of time before her friends' husbands made her change, not so much because there was a dress code at the country club, but because she was the 'new kid' in their group and as former frat guys, they took pleasure in initiation rituals. Before they left, Maura told them to take it easy on her girlfriend, although, in retrospect, she realized she shouldn't have said that.
"We'll take it easy on her," Logan said to Maura before turning to Jane and mouthing the words, "Rizzoli, you're a dead woman."
As much as she wanted Jane to herself, Maura was well aware of how important it was for Jane to become friends with Rick, Chuck, and Logan. If she had a social circle in Los Angeles, she'd be more likely to leave Boston. Making friends with them would not only benefit Jane; it would also benefit Maura, which is why she was willing to let the guys take over her girlfriend for the afternoon. Her friends' husbands were all men with high-power and high-stress jobs, but the moment they left their offices they liked to unwind by partaking in some of the most immature activities Maura had ever heard of, but if it helped them deal with stress and served as a coping mechanism, Maura wasn't about to complain. In fact, she hoped they could help Jane in their own unusual way.
With their significant others gone and their children in school, Maura and her friends decided to indulge in some shopping. It was their favorite activity and one they participated in on a regular basis, but unlike every other shopping trip in which they would wander from store to store and Maura's friends would buy everything they wanted and didn't need, this particular shopping trip had a purpose.
Maura wanted to make love to Jane, not for the purpose of getting off, but as yet another way of reconnecting with the woman she loved. Jane would be taking so many new memories back to Boston with her, memories she had made with Chloe and her new friends, but Maura wanted her to take with her a memory that the two of them could only make with each other. They had made love to each other hundreds of times and, although every time they made love was enjoyable, Maura wanted to find a way to make this time different. It would be their first time in four years and, with how good Jane had been treating her, Maura wanted to give her woman a night she'd never forget.
As she sifted through her collection of lingerie that had she accumulated during her marriage to Jane, she realized none of it was right for the experience she wanted to have with Jane. Each teddy, negligee, and baby doll nightie in her collection held significant memories for the two of them—memories that Maura cherished—but the moment they gave themselves to each other physically after four years of being apart deserved something new, so Maura sent a group text to her friends and, after Jane had left, she made her way to Rodeo Drive for a shopping trip.
It had been years since Maura purchased lingerie with the sole intention of wearing it for another woman, so she was grateful that her friends were with her even if they were most likely going to embarrass her. Upon walking into the store, Maura's eyes were immediately drawn to a black corset.
"Too complicated," Pam told her. "No corsets."
"How is a corset complicated?" Maura asked. "Jane loves them on me."
"They'd make Maura's rack look even better," Michelle blurted out.
Pam raised an eyebrow at Michelle. "Do you fantasize about Maura's breasts?"
"What? No!" Michelle responded quickly.
"Hell, I fantasize about them," Dana added. "And I'm not even a lesbian. I can just imagine how Jane must get."
"Yes, please, let's return to the subject of Jane," Pam insisted. "Jane is the reason why we're here."
"Why can't I wear a corset?" Maura asked again.
"You can wear a corset the second time you have sex with her," Pam pointed out. "But not the first time. You're going to be with Jane—the woman you have an almost uncontrollable desire for—and she's going to be naked in front of you for the first time in over four years. Maura, you're going to be wet and throbbing for her and she's going to want you in the worst way. Do you really think she should have to undo all of those buttons before she gets to see your chest? Just get something gauzy that she could rip off of you if she needs to."
The thought of Jane's strong arms being used to rip her lingerie off was already taking a toll on Maura's libido. Her mind was being consumed by thoughts of Jane's long fingers quickly and roughly pumping in and out of her until—
"Maura?" Kelly asked. "Maura, are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine," Maura said as she was brought back from her fantasy.
"We've been calling your name for over a minute and you just stood there with this blank look on your face, except for those few seconds you were biting your lip," Pam said to her.
"Maura, baby, you're already wet," Michelle announced. She hadn't said it too loudly, but it was still loud enough for the sales associates and even some of the other customers to hear her. When all eyes were on Maura and Michelle, she knew she had to get out of there.
"We're going to another store," Maura insisted.
As they walked along Rodeo Drive, Michelle pulled Maura aside. "You know I could take care of you, right? We could go back to my place. Jane doesn't have to know and Katherine won't even care."
"I love my woman," Maura said sternly. "I know you don't value your marriage, but I value what I have with Jane."
"You do, but does she?" Michelle asked. "She obviously didn't when she fucked Sam. Just think about that, Maura."
"She was drugged," Maura said defensively.
"You actually believe that," Michelle scoffed. "I hope you don't believe she's going to be faithful to you while she's in Boston."
"What's going on back here?" Pam asked as she was about to approach them.
Michelle flashed her a smug smile. "I was just apologizing to Maura for my little outburst in the store."
"There's another lingerie store," Kelly told them once Maura, Pam, and Michelle rejoined Kelly and Dana. "Or we could always go to Santa Monica. There's a Victoria's Secret at the Third Street Promenade."
"And A Frederick's of Hollywood on Hollywood Boulevard," Dana added. "Maura, we'll find something for you before our husbands are finished with Jane."
"What do you think they're doing?" Maura asked. "I just can't see my girlfriend golfing for very long without getting bored."
"Golfing is just an excuse," Pam told her. "Rick thinks he's the ringleader, so he planned an entire afternoon of Jane-initiation. I'm sure she's having the time of her life, except for the Lakers jersey he's going to make her wear."
"I miss her," Maura admitted.
Dana gently grabbed her hand. "We know you do, sweetheart, but you'll see her in a few hours."
"I just had a thought," Kelly announced.
"You had a thought?" Pam asked sarcastically. "You had a thought?"
"Bitch," Kelly said jokingly. "If we're this serious about finding perfect lingerie for Maura, imagine how we're going to be when we shop for her wedding dress or book the venue."
"Jane wants to get married at Fenway Park," Maura said with a slight smile on her face. She wasn't going to admit it to her friends, but she was already fantasizing about that day.
"Why?" Kelly asked.
"Gross," Dana added. "We were thinking the Beverly Hills Hotel or the Marquesa Ballroom at the Montage."
"How about if you and Jane have a small ceremony at Fenway Park and then we host your reception over here?" Pam suggested.
"That sounds perfect," Kelly said excitedly before Maura could even respond.
"Do I have to wear a blue and red bridesmaids dress?" Dana asked. "I look horrendous in blue and red."
"You're not in it," Pam said jokingly. "We all voted on it yesterday and it was unanimous. We all thought you'd look horrible in blue and red, too."
"Whore," Dana snapped back.
Maura was well aware of the fact that Jane hadn't proposed yet and she wasn't sure when or if Jane would propose to her, but she couldn't help getting lost in the wedding plans that her friends were already making. This time around, they wouldn't just sign papers and go out to dinner. Maura now wanted a ceremony, bridesmaids, and Chloe as their flower girl.
"Bitches, who wants to see the woman I fucked last night?" Michelle asked. She was upset that the attention was off of her and she was willing to do just about anything to be in the spotlight again.
"Sure, why not," Pam told her.
"Choice piece of ass," Dana said jokingly as she looked at a picture of the woman on Michelle's phone. "What's her name?"
"How should I know?" Michelle scoffed. "I don't know the names of half off the women I sleep with. I just saw her at a party last night and thought she was hot. She's from like…not here. Katherine and I brought her home because she wanted to watch me fool around with her."
"Your wife likes to watch you have sex with other women?" Maura asked.
"Sometimes," Michelle said nonchalantly. "Other times, she brings women home and I'm not allowed in the room, but there was something different about this one. We both wanted her, so Katherine said she'd share."
"Don't even bother showing Maura," Kelly told Michelle. "All she's going to say is no woman could compare to Jane."
Maura glared at Kelly before taking the phone from her. She was slightly obsessed—okay, extremely obsessed—with Jane, but she didn't want her friends thinking she had a one-track mind. She was prepared to say something unoriginal such as, 'she's pretty,' but no amount of mental and emotional preparation was enough for whom she was about to see in the picture.