Chapter 8: The Holiday
Jane
Jane jumped when a crumpled-up paper ball hit her face. "What the hell?" she snapped, looking around the bullpen for the culprit.
"Wasn't me!" Frost said, holding his hands up in surrender as Jane glared at him.
"Frankie!" Jane called out.
Frost burst out laughing as Frankie slinked back into the bullpen.
Jane chucked the paper ball back at her brother, but he caught it easily. Frankie walked to stand next to Jane and Frost's desks. Smirking at his sister, Frankie said, "You were staring at your phone with this goofy smile on your face."
"Janie's got a girlfriend," Frost said in a high-pitched sing-songy voice.
"Ohhh," Frankie said loudly. "Is this that girl from the wedding? Wait, did you actually go to DC to see her this weekend? I didn't think you'd actually say yes."
Jane rolled her eyes. "She's not my girlfriend," Jane said. "And her name is Maura. Yes, I went to DC this weekend. You were literally standing right next to me when I responded to her last week."
Frankie shrugged. "I know she asked. I just didn't realize you said yes," he said matter-of-factly. "You complain if you have to drive across town for a date. Why would I ever believe that you flew to a different city to see a girl."
"Ok, first, stop calling her a girl," Jane said. "She's a woman – a fully-grown woman who's a helluva lot mature than you."
Frost snickered. "That's not saying much," he said quickly, trying to hide his comment in a cough.
"And you!" Jane said, pointing at Frost. "So, yes, I spent the weekend with her. Get over it."
Despite the fact that Jane's tone suggested she was done with this conversation, Frankie and Frost were not.
"Jane and Maura, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G, first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in baby carriage," Frankie sang, with Frost quickly joining in.
Jane jumped out of her seat with the intention of smacking her brother upside the head, but her boss Lieutenant Cavanaugh walked into the bullpen.
"Rizzoli!" Cavanaugh said curtly.
Stepping away from her brother and Frost, both of whom were still snickering behind her back, Jane addressed her boss. "Sir," she said.
"I just got off a call from the mayor. He's nominated you for this year's Salute to Heroes for your work on the Hoyt case," Cavanaugh said.
Jane's face instantly scrunched in displeasure. "Sir, no, I'm not a hero," she whined.
Cavanaugh shrugged. "The mayor seems to think you are, and the governor agrees," he said. "Ceremony is mid-June. You'll be there. No excuses." Cavanaugh turned and went back to his office without giving Jane a chance to respond.
Jane turned on her heel to face Frankie and Frost, a scowl on her face.
"You gonna invite your new girlfriend to the ceremony?" Frankie asked, half teasingly half seriously.
"She's not my girlfriend," was all Jane could say. She hadn't told Maura anything about Hoyt, but at the same time, she liked the idea of Maura being there with her at the ceremony. It was possible that Maura had googled her – the Hoyt stuff was all over the internet – but something about Maura made Jane think she wasn't the type of person to google someone. She decided she'd wait to see how this weekend went before she said anything to Maura about the award.
"Seriously, though, Jane," Frankie said, finally dropping the teasing tone from his voice. "If you really like this woman, you should invite her to the ceremony. I know you hate being called a hero, but this is a really big honor."
Jane nodded absentmindedly, her thoughts still on Maura. "I'll think about it," she said finally.
The rest of the day passed uneventfully. After work, Jane had plans with Gia, and she found herself standing in front of Gia's new house with pizza and beer just after 6pm.
"Hey!" Gia greeted Jane when she opened the door. She took the pizza from Jane and led her to the kitchen.
Jane whistled. "Nice place," she said as she looked around.
Gia shrugged as she placed the pizza on the counter and got down two places. Jane cracked open two beers before putting the rest of the six pack in the fridge.
"I like it," Gia said. They made their way to the couch, where they sat on opposite ends. Gia turned on the TV, leaving it on ESPN before turning the volume down so they could talk.
"So," Gia started. "I move back to Boston after years away and my best friend flees the city. Should I be offended?"
Jane rolled her eyes. She could tell by Gia's tone and the smirk on her face that she was teasing her.
"Sorry," Jane said. "I may have forgotten that you were moving back this weekend."
Gia's hand flew to cover her heart in mock offense as she tried and failed to hold a look of horror on her face. She didn't last long and eventually burst out into fits of laughter. "I'm sorry," she said through her laughter. "I really wanted to give you a hard time. You didn't even know I was moving back until last weekend, so I didn't really expect you to be free to help me move. I hired movers anyway."
Jane laughed. "I still can't believe you didn't tell me," she said. "When I came to see you last weekend, I thought it would be the only time I'd be able to see you for months if not years."
"I know, but I didn't want to tell you until it was finalized," Gia said.
"I get that," Jane said. "I just can't believe you were able to find a house and move that fast."
Gia shook her head. "My family already owned this house, so I didn't have to find it. I plan to purchase it from my parents, but that didn't need to be finalized before I moved in. They've had this place for years in case they ever moved back to Boston. When I took the CEO position, they offered it, especially since they wanted me to start in Boston as soon as possible."
"Still seems fast," Jane said.
"It was, but honestly, I'm really happy with how everything worked out," Gia said. "So, tell me more about your weekend with Maura in DC."
Jane couldn't help the huge smile that took over her face. "It was great," she said. She blushed slightly at the memories from the weekend that flew through her mind when she thought about Maura.
"Did you ever leave her bed?" Gia asked, noticing Jane's reaction.
"Barely, but yes," Jane said with a laugh. "We went into DC on Saturday – she lives in Virginia; I think I forgot to mention that. Anyway, we went to her office and she showed me around. Then, we went to the Mall and walked around the monuments. She knew everything about the monuments and the history they represent, and she was so adorable as she rattled off everything she knew. We had so much fun."
"Oh my god, you are so smitten with this woman," Gia said. "I've never seen you like this."
Jane rolled her eyes, but she couldn't deny that Gia was right. Jane sighed. "This wasn't supposed to happen," she said sadly.
"What do you mean?" Gia asked, surprised by the shift in Jane's mood.
"This was supposed to be just a fun weekend fling for the wedding," Jane explained. "It wasn't supposed to be anything more than that. We weren't supposed to see each other after the wedding. But now…I don't know. I can't stop thinking about her, and I miss her when we're not together, which is ridiculous. I don't even know what this is to her. We both just ignore and avoid any conversations about what is going on between us. I don't think it's anything serious for her, but now I don't know. She's coming back up here this weekend, and it was her suggestion. If this is just fun for her, why does she keep suggesting we get together? I think she has money – at least based on her house and her friends at the wedding – so maybe it's no different than hooking up with someone across town for her."
"But it's not for you," Gia stated.
Jane sighed again. "No, it's not," she admitted. "I didn't mean for this to happen, but I really like her…like really really like her."
Gia reached out and squeezed Jane's hand in an effort to comfort her. "I don't know what this means for her, but I think you need to talk to her," Gia said quietly.
"And what if she says this is just a fling for her?" Jane asked.
"Then, at least you know," Gia replied.
"I'm not sure I'm ready for this to end."
"I'm not sure how much longer you can take the uncertainty, though."
"I guess," Jane said. "I'll at least think about it."
"That's all I ask," Gia said. "I'm here if you need to talk. You know that, right?"
Jane nodded in response. "She's going to come to Ma and Pop's Memorial Day barbeque," she added. "So you can meet her this weekend."
Gia laughed. "Seriously, Jane?" she questioned.
"What?"
"You're bringing her to meet your family?"
"I…I don't…it's not…Ma invites everyone," Jane finally said. "It's not a big deal."
Gia was still laughing. "Okay, whatever you say," she said, clearly not believing Jane's attempt at nonchalance.
Jane huffed. "Please don't make it a big deal," she pleaded.
"Alright, I'll drop it," Gia conceded.
Jane's phone buzzed on the table indicating that she had received a text.
"Let me guess," Gia said as Jane reached for her phone. "Maura?"
Jane rolled her eyes, but a slight smile graced her face when she saw that Gia was in fact correct.
Maura: After a long day at work, I planned to crawl into bed early to read and relax. Instead, I found myself surrounded by your scent and lost in memories of the weekend.
Jane blushed as she read Maura's text. Before she could decide how to respond, she received another text.
Maura: I am imaging kissing you right now and holding you tight. As I close my eyes and focus on the scent of you surrounding me, I imagine the feeling of your hands on my body. Oh, how I wish you were here to touch me for real.
"You okay over there?" Gia's voice broke through Jane's thoughts. She hadn't realized that she had crossed her legs tightly and shifted in her seat as she read the text.
"Yeah," Jane said. She knew she was probably bright red and that Gia probably knew exactly what Jane had just been reading. "Sorry, I'm fine." She threw her phone back on the table and desperately tried to ignore it for the rest of the evening when it buzzed every so often.
Jane didn't look at her phone again until she was safely locked into her own apartment that night. She had a series of increasingly dirty texts from Maura.
Maura: I'm so wet right now just thinking about you.
Maura: The sound of your voice whispering sweet nothings in my ear is making me moan, your name falling from my lips over and over again.
Maura: I'm trying to imagine that my hands are yours as they massage my breast. I love the way you take my breast between your fingers and pinch and pull my nipple. I miss the feeling of your warm wet mouth against the sensitive skin of my bare breast.
Maura: My hand is moving down my body as memories of being with you drive me closer and closer to my climax.
Maura: I'm imaging the feeling of your fingers filling me up as you move inside me. The feeling of my own hands on my body pale in comparison to the feeling of your hands on my body.
Maura: I love the feeling of your skin pressed against mine as we move together
Maura: You're about to make me come.
Maura: Oh god, I'm so close…
Maura: Wow. Just imaging being with you is amazing. I cried out your name as I came hard against my own hand.
Maura: I can't wait until you're laying next to me again.
By the time Jane finished reading Maura's texts, her entire body was on fire and she was breathing hard. She shoved her hand into her pants, moaning at the wetness she found pooled in her underwear. Wasting no time with foreplay, she quickly thrust her fingers inside and pressed her thumb against her clit. She was so turned on that it only took a few thrusts before she flew over the edge.
Collapsing back onto her couch, Jane picked up her phone to text Maura: Just reading your texts made me so wet. I had to take care of myself before I could respond. All I can say is holy shit.
Jane's phone immediately started ringing. She smiled when she saw Maura's name on her phone. She answered the FaceTime call to find Maura's smiling face on her screen.
"Shit, Maur," Jane gasped out.
Maura laughed lightly. She was clearly laying in her bed with her phone or tablet propped on her pillow. "I was starting to get worried that you hadn't responded," she said softly.
Jane laughed. "I wasn't alone," she admitted. "So after I saw the first one, I had to ignore my phone until I got home. Trust me, I barely made it. I came within seconds of touching myself after I read your texts."
Maura blushed. "I have to admit that I found it very arousing to text you while I masturbated and fantasized about you," Maura said. "I'm glad I didn't make you uncomfortable."
"It was unexpected, but kinda amazing," Jane said. "I can't wait until you get here on Friday."
They chatted lightly for a few more minutes before saying goodnight. Jane quickly showered and climbed into bed. Before she turned out the lights, she sent one final text to Maura: Good night, Maur.
Maura
Maura and Jane continued texting (they stuck to G-rated texts during work hours) throughout the week and talked on the phone every evening after work.
It was late by the time Maura finally arrived in Boston on Friday night, but when she spotted Jane standing next to her car waiting for her at the arrivals pick-up, her exhaustion fell away instantly. She basically threw herself into Jane's arms. She held Jane in a tight embrace relishing the feeling of Jane's arms around her again for a few moments before she pulled back and gave Jane a loving kiss. Finally releasing Jane, she gave Jane a bright genuine smile. "Hi," she said.
"Hi, Maur," Jane replied. "I'm so glad you're finally here." Jane leaned forward to give Maura another kiss.
"Me too," Maura said. "I missed you," she added quietly.
"I missed you too," Jane replied. "Here, let me take your bags."
Jane loaded Maura's bags into the car while Maura climbed into the passenger seat.
"Are you hungry or anything?" Jane asked as she pulled out of the airport.
"No, I'm exhausted," Maura said. "I just want to curl up in bed and snuggle up to you."
"Sounds good to me," Jane said. "I brought you tea. It's chamomile."
"Thank you," Maura said. "This is perfect." Maura smiled internally at how thoughtful Jane's small gesture was. It really was exactly what Maura needed after a long day at work followed by an evening flight. She wrapped her hands around the still warm cup and sipped the drink while they drove in comfortable silence.
In what felt like no time at all, Jane was pulling up to her apartment complex. Jane carried Maura's bags to her apartment. It wasn't until Maura got inside Jane's apartment that she realized that even though she had technically been in Jane's apartment before, she hadn't taken in any of it. They had been too busy doing other things for Maura to look around.
They didn't linger in the living room, though. Maura decided she'd have plenty of time to look around over the weekend. Right now, she just wanted to get in bed with Jane. They were relatively quiet as they both got ready for bed. Maura couldn't help but smile when they climbed into Jane's bed on their respective sides without even having to discuss it. Just like when they slept in Maura's bed, Maura slept on the right side and Jane on the left. Maura liked that they already had sides of the bed even though they had only been whatever-they-are for two weeks.
As soon as she turned off the lights, Jane shifted towards Maura and they easily moved into a position that was quickly becoming second nature for both of them. Maura loved the feeling of Jane wrapped around her as she spooned her from behind; she loved holding Jane's hands in her own as she held them tight to her chest; and she loved how their legs tangled together under the sheets.
"Good night, Jane," Maura whispered into the darkness, and she felt rather than heard Jane whisper good night into her hair as they both quickly drifted off to sleep.
The next morning Maura woke before Jane. She turned in Jane's arms as carefully as she could so that she wouldn't wake Jane. She left a soft kiss on Jane's lips before she pulled back to take in Jane's peaceful, sleeping face. Jane was gorgeous, and she was loving and kind. Maura felt so incredibly lucky that Jane paid her any attention let alone that she was spending all her free time with Maura. Maura brought her hand up to move some of Jane's curls off her face. She continued to run her fingers through Jane's hair as she watched the other woman sleep.
Without opening her eyes, Jane whispered, "I can feel you staring."
Maura giggled softly. "Mmmhmm," Maura hummed. "I like watching you sleep."
Jane finally opened her eyes and smiled at Maura before pulling her closer to give her a kiss.
Jane started to move on top of Maura, but Maura placed her hand on Jane's shoulders to hold her back. She smiled at the disappointed look on Jane's face.
"As much as I'd like to do this right now, we actually don't have time," Maura said as she slid her hands down, lightly brushing them long Jane's sides. Jane's eyes fluttered at Maura's teasing touch.
"What do you mean we don't have time?" Jane asked as she gasped at Maura's touch.\
"I have a surprise for you, but if we start having sex, we both know it will take us hours to get out of bed," Maura said. "We need to get up now to have enough time to get ready and get there on time."
Jane pouted and Maura could tell by the look on her face that Jane was clearly debating whether she wanted sex or the surprise more.
Maura smiled up at Jane and wrapped her arms around Jane's neck. Giving Jane another soft kiss, she said, "I promise you will love the surprise, and…" Maura paused to give Jane another kiss before she continued, "I promise I'll make it worth the wait later tonight."
Giving Maura a deep lingering kiss as though she wanted to remind Maura of exactly what she was turning down, she said, "Okay, but remember, you promised." With a final smirk she pulled away from Maura and jumped out of bed.
Maura couldn't help but whimper at the loss of the feeling of Jane's lips against her own and her weight on top of her. After pausing to gather herself, Maura followed Jane out of bed.
The entire time they were getting ready, Jane peppered her with questions: "What is my surprise? Where are we going? What should I wear?"
Maura rolled her eyes as Jane reworded the same question for the tenth time as she tried to get Maura to tell her where they were going. "You will love it. Please stop asking," she groaned.
Jane pouted. "Fine, I'll stop asking, but I do need you to at least give me some indication of what I should wear," Jane said. "At least tell me whether it's casual, formal, or whatever. Or weather I need to be able to walk a lot…"
"It's casual," Maura replied, conceding that at least that question was valid. "I'm wearing jeans."
Jane's face lit up. "I didn't even think you owned jeans," Jane teased.
"Go get dressed," Maura said as she pushed Jane out of the bathroom.
A while later they were both dressed and ready to go. "Are you going to at least tell me where to drive?" Jane asked as they walked to her car. Maura considered asking Jane if she could drive so that she could keep her surprise a little longer, but she decided that she needed to get better re-acquainted with Boston traffic before she did that.
"Okay, fine," Maura said as she climbed into the passenger seat. "We're going to the Red Sox game."
Jane's whole face lit up in childlike excitement. "Seriously?" she asked. "They're playing the Yankees. How could you possibly get tickets?"
"I have my ways," Maura said mysteriously, flashing Jane the smile that was quickly becoming the smile she reserved only for Jane. Maura couldn't keep her eyes off of Jane on their drive to Fenway. Jane was nearly bouncing in her seat in excitement as she rattled off this year's stats and talked about her favorite games that she had been to in the past.
"…I couldn't believe my pop had been able to get tickets for that game," Jane said as she continued a story about one of her favorite childhood memories. "I mean they were crap seats, probably the worst in the stadium, but we couldn't have cared less. Frankie still hasn't forgiven me for catching the foul ball in front of his face. I still have that ball. It would have been better if it was hit by a Sox' player, but at least Roger Clemens was the pitcher, so I actually have a real ball that was thrown by the Roger Clemens."
Maura had no idea who Roger Clemens was, but she loved Jane's enthusiasm and the way she talked about her childhood and her family. Maura couldn't but feel a little jealous of Jane's relationship with her family, but she was able to put that out of her mind for today. Today was about being with Jane and making new memories with Jane.
When they arrived at Fenway, Maura directed Jane to the VIP parking where the parking spots that came with the box were located.
"Fancy," Jane said as they pulled in. "I've never parked this close."
They walked together to the gate. When Jane started to get in the general attendance entrance, Maura grabbed her hand and redirected her to the season ticket holder entrance.
After they were through the gate, Jane's eyes were flying in every direction. No matter how many times she came to Fenway, the excitement she felt when walking through the gates never faded.
"We're this way," Maura said, still holding Jane's hand.
"Can we get something to eat? Maybe a beer?" Jane asked as they walked.
"Of course," Maura said. "We can get whatever you want, but if it's okay with you, I'd like to show you our seats first. Then we can come back out to get whatever food or drinks you would like to get."
When Maura turned to enter the door that went to the private areas of the stadium that were only accessible for box seats and VIPs, Jane stopped walking.
"Maur," Jane called. "I don't think we can go that way."
"It's okay," Maura said over her shoulder. "We have passes."
Jane followed Maura in silence. She had never been to this part of the stadium. It didn't even feel like she was still at Fenway. Everything was high quality, and inside, it was actually quiet. When Maura led them into one of the boxes, Jane's eyebrows shot up. She quickly dropped Maura's hand and went to the front of the box to look out over the stadium.
Maura walked up beside Jane and placed her hand on the small of Jane's back. Maura could tell by the expression on Jane's face that she was extremely excited about this surprise, but Maura couldn't help feeling nervous. "Is this okay?" she asked.
Jane turned to look at Maura. "Okay?" she asked. "Maur, this is amazing. How? What? How did you…?"
Maura smiled. "My family actually owns the box," she admitted. Maura bit her bottom lip at Jane's surprised expression.
"Your family owns a box – one of the best boxes I might add – at Fenway? I know you said you were born in Boston and went to school here, but I didn't realize that you had family here," Jane said.
"I don't," Maura said. "Not really."
"I don't understand," Jane said.
"Can we sit?" Maura asked.
"Sure," Jane replied, and they sat in two of the seats in front of the window.
"I wasn't exactly open with you about my family's ties to Boston," Maura started. "I didn't lie to you, but…"
"It's okay," Jane assured her. "We haven't actually known each other that long, even if it feels like we have."
Maura smiled at Jane's comment and continued, "My family is…wealthy," Maura said slowly. "Both my mother and my father are descended from Boston Brahmin families. My parents haven't lived in Boston since I was a young child, but they have always maintained strong ties to the city. They own numerous properties both within Boston proper and the surrounding areas, and our family's foundation, the Isles Foundation, is based on Boston. I told you that I had attended Red Sox' games as a fundraiser, but what I left out was that they were fundraisers for the Isles Foundation, and I was there as a host."
"I mean I kinda guessed you had money or family money or something," Jane said. "Between your house in Virginia, your designer clothes, and your ability to fly back and forth between DC and Boston on such short notice, I figured you must have something. I know doctors make a lot, but they don't make that much."
"Are you upset I didn't tell you?" Maura asked.
"Nah, of course not. It's none of my business unless you want me to know. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm super excited about this," Jane said as she gestured to the box around them and to the stadium below them, "but you never owed me an explanation."
Maura smiled. "Thank you," she said. "Most people in my life already know my family. I don't make new friends often. I get nervous when it comes to letting other people know about my family's wealth. I don't want people to look at me and just see my wealth."
"I don't," Jane said. "Even now that I know, the fact that your wealthy will never be one of the first things that comes to mind when I think about you."
"Thank you," Maura said, and she leaned forward to give Jane a kiss.
"But just so you know, this is a great surprise," Jane said as Maura leaned back into her own seat.
"I'm glad," Maura said. "So, I know you wanted to get food downstairs, which we can still do, but they also serve food up here. We can have something delivered to the box or we can go down the hall to see what they have."
"Honestly, this is so cool," Jane said. "I'm definitely hungry, but I don't care what we get or where we get it."
"Okay, let's order, then," Maura said. "I think there is a menu in the back."
Maura walked to the back of the box. She found the menu, and she opened the minifridge to see what was inside. "Oh, Jane," she said, calling over her shoulder. "They have beer, water, and soda in the minifridge. You can still order whatever you want, but would you like anything from here in the meantime."
Jane jumped up and joined Maura at the fridge. Maura took a water, and Jane decided to grab both a beer and a water.
There was a couch on one side of the box, so they sat down together to read the menu. They ended up ordering a wide range of food and drink choices. Whatever they didn't eat right away, they could store in the fridge.
While they were waiting for their food, Jane went to stand in front of the window to watch batting practice. Maura walked up behind her and wrapped her arms around Jane's waist, resting her chin on Jane's shoulder.
"Thank you for this," Jane said after a while. "This is really amazing."
"I'm glad you like your surprise," Maura said. She opened her mouth to say something else, but there was a knock at the door. Maura pulled away from Jane to answer the door. The attendants brought in their food and drinks, which they set up on one of the tables. Maura tipped the attendants before locking the door behind them. When she turned around, Jane was already filling her plate. Maura joined her, filling up her own plate.
They decided to take their plates outside to watch the first pitch and the beginning of the game while they ate. Jane was entranced with the game, but Maura found herself watching Jane more than she was watching the game. She loved seeing how happy Jane was and how much she was enjoying herself. Maura was glad that she could do something that made Jane so happy.
When their plates were empty, Maura brought them inside. She returned with a fresh beer for Jane, a new glass of wine for herself, and a couple more water bottles. She moved her chair so that she was right next to Jane, and she leaned against Jane while they watched the game in silence. Jane wrapped her arm around Maura's shoulders and held her close – at least until the next big play, when Jane unceremoniously dropped her grip on Maura when she jumped up to yell at the game (Maura wasn't really sure what she was yelling about, though).
"That was a shit call," Jane complained when she turned to address Maura. Maura giggled at how invested Jane was in the game. She had to admit that Jane's intensity was turning her on, but she didn't realize that her face was telegraphing her thoughts.
"What?" Jane asked with a smirk.
Maura blushed. "Nothing," she said. "I just love your enthusiasm."
Jane stalked closer to Maura, leaning forward so that her hands were on the arms of Maura's chair and she was leaning over Maura, their faces inches apart. "Oh, you like my enthusiasm," she teased.
Maura nodded.
Jane leaned forward and captured Maura's lips in a passionate kiss. "How do you like that enthusiasm?" Jane asked, her voice laced with arousal.
Maura responded by reaching up and taking Jane's face in her hands, pulling her back in for another kiss. Jane moaned into the kiss, and Maura took the opportunity to slip her tongue into Jane's mouth.
When Maura released Jane from her grip, Maura whispered, "You know the door to the box locks."
Jane's eyes dilated before her eyes. "Can people see through that window?" Jane asked, pointing to the window behind them.
"No, it's tinted," Maura said.
Jane reached down and picked Maura up. Maura squealed as she wrapped her arms around Jane's shoulders and her legs around her waist. She let her head drop back as she laughed while Jane carried her back into the box.
Jane placed Maura lightly on the couch and climbed on top of her. They made-out for a while, their bodies moving against each other, the jeans they were wearing providing friction where they needed it most.
Jane released Maura causing her to groan in complaint, but when Jane's hands flew to unbutton her jeans, she gasped in pleasure.
"I need to taste you," Jane whispered as she pulled Maura's jeans and panties off her and dropped them on the end of the couch. Maura nodded vigorously in response.
Jane shifted Maura so that one leg was dangling off the couch and the other was bent up against the back of the couch. Jane didn't waste time as she took her place between Maura's legs. She quickly ran her tongue along Maura's slit, causing Maura to let out a loud moan. She quickly began circling Maura's clit with her tongue. As she continued her movements, Maura's cries and moans became increasingly louder. Jane switched her pattern, adding hard presses directly to Maura's clit with her tongue in between circles. While her tongue worked Maura up, Jane brought her hand up and slid it up Maura's shirt and pushed aside her bra so that she could play with Maura's breast. Maura let out a loud gasp in response as she gripped the couch in her attempts to keep herself grounded.
Jane started moving her tongue further back along Maura's folds. She alternated between paying attention to her clit and running her tongue back to circle her opened. She could tell that Maura was getting desperate so on the next pass, she let her tongue slide into Maura's opening just slightly. Maura moaned loudly and one hand flew to wrap in Jane's hair. Maura's hand held her in place at her opening, so Jane brought her hand back down, letting Maura's breast go with a final tug that caused Maura's whole body to jerk up. She used her fingers to apply pressure to Maura's clit while her tongue circled and thrust into Maura's opening. She thrust deeper and deeper with every movement. She used her tongue to apply as much pressure as possible against Maura's walls on every thrust, her hand mirroring her movements against Maura's clit. Maura's breath became faster and shorter as she got closer to her climax. Jane felt Maura's walls start to twitch against her tongue, so she picked up her pace until she felt Maura's body seize around her as pleasure rippled through her body. Jane moaned at the feeling of Maura's walls pulsing against her tongue as her body shook around her. When Maura's thighs finally released their death grip on Jane's head, Jane moved herself up Maura's body. She shifted Maura so that she wouldn't fall off the couch before laying down along her side. Jane planted a kiss on Maura's lips and the other woman smiled.
"Mmmm, I think I love Red Sox games," Maura said as she wrapped her arms around Jane and rested her head on her chest.
Jane chuckled. "Yeah, I think I could get used to this," Jane said.
"Watching the game from the suite or having sex during the game?" Maura asked, her voice teasing.
Jane laughed again. "I guess both," she said honestly. "But I meant the sex when I originally made the comment. I could definitely get used to watching the games from the suite though, too."
Maura laughed before picking her head up to kiss Jane. Jane moaned into the kiss and shifted, trying to release some of the tension in her body.
"Let me take care of you," Maura whispered against Jane's lips.
Jane smiled in response, and her breath hitched when she felt Maura's hands working the button of her jeans open. She expected Maura to pull her pants down but was surprised when Maura's hand quickly made its way into her panties. Both women moaned when Maura's fingers made contact with Jane's dripping center.
Maura began drawing circles around Jane's clit as she kissed Jane's lips, jaw, and neck. Jane was already close; going down on Maura had turned her on immensely.
"Maur…" Jane whined, and Maura knew exactly what she wanted. Maura responded by thrusting two fingers into Jane. The fabric of her jeans restricted her movements, so she compensated by curling her fingers faster and harder inside Jane, her thumb applying equal pressure to her clit. Jane's hips pressed against Maura's hand as she got closer and closer.
"Ohhh, I'm…oh…ah…" Jane cried out. Maura could tell that Jane was close but that she was holding back. Maura wasn't sure what she needed until she realized that Jane may not have had sex in such a public place before.
"I've got you," Maura whispered into Jane's ear. "Come for me, Jane. I've got you." Maura's words were enough, and Jane let herself go. Maura continued to whisper encouraging and loving words in her ear as Jane rode out her orgasm. Maura removed her fingers, licking them clean, when Jane fell back to the couch.
When she regained some of her energy, Jane wrapped her arms around Maura, who was still laying on top of her. "Thank you," she whispered, causing Maura to giggle.
Instead of responding with words, Maura just gave Jane a soft reassuring kiss. She knew that Jane was thanking her for making her feel safe, but she wanted Jane to know that she never had to thank her for that. In fact, she could only hope that she could make Jane feel as safe with her as she felt with Jane.
They laid there wrapped up in each other for a little while longer. When Maura started to get cold, she asked, "Do you want to see the end of the game?"
Jane looked her in the eyes as though trying to decide if there was a correct answer to this question. Maura laughed and removed herself from on top of Jane. She picked up her pants and put them back on. By the time she was redressed, Jane was standing and had straightened her own clothes.
Jane stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Maura, pulling her close. She left a soft kiss on Maura's forehead before she pulled her even further into the hug. Maura rested her head on Jane's shoulder, once again reveling in the feeling of Jane wrapped around her.
They separated with another kiss and made their way back outside to watch the end of the game.
Jane
The rest of the day Saturday and Sunday passed in a haze of lazy cuddles, whispered conversations, giggles, and sex.
Monday afternoon Jane drove them to her parents' house. She could tell that Maura was getting increasingly nervous in the passenger seat as they got closer to their destination. Jane reached across the console and took Maura's hand in her own. "They're gonna love you," she said, "but if you get uncomfortable, we can leave."
"It's just that I'm not great around people," Maura admitted. "I tend to be awkward or to say the wrong thing, especially around new people."
"I guarantee you every single person there today will say the wrong thing at least once," Jane said. "They're Rizzolis, or Rizzoli-adjacent. It's basically in our DNA to say something stupid. But seriously, Maur, if you get uncomfortable, just let me know and we can go."
"I'll be okay," Maura said quietly. Jane knew that Maura was too polite to ask to leave, so Jane vowed to pay attention to Maura throughout the afternoon to make sure she was comfortable. She gave Maura's hand a reassuring squeeze before pulling into her parents' driveway.
As soon as they walked through the front door, Jane was wrapped in a big hug by her mother. Maura stood off to the side awkwardly, but Angela wasn't having it.
"Hi, I'm Angela, Jane's mother," Angela greeted Maura.
"Maura Isles," Maura replied, holding out her hand to shake Angela's hand.
"Oh no, Rizzolis hug," Angela said as she pulled Maura into a Mama bear hug. Jane tried to hide her laughter behind her hand at the expression on Maura's face.
"Okay, Ma, that's enough," Jane said. "Let her breath."
Maura smiled gratefully at Jane.
"Come in, come in," Angela said. "Your father is out back with Frankie and Barry. I think they're still fighting over who is going to control the grill. Vince is still on his way. Gia text me and let me know she'd be a little late. Carla and Tony Talucci should be here any minute."
"Uhhh, you invited Carla Talucci," Jane whined.
Angela snapped her towel at Jane. "She's my best friend, Jane. Of course, I invited her." Ignoring the look on Jane's face, Angela continued, "Take Maura outside and introduce her to the guys."
"Alright, come on, Maur," Jane said, reaching out to put her hand on the small of Maura's back. "Let's go meet the knuckleheads."
"Don't talk about your brother and partner like that, Janie," Angela called from behind them, but Jane ignored her.
"Hi, daddy," Jane said, giving her father a hug. "This is my friend, Maura," she added, gesturing to Maura. Frank shook Maura's hand politely before returning to the grill.
Turning to her brother and partner, she introduced Maura, "Maura, this is my little brother Frankie and my partner Barry Frost."
"Hey, Maura," Frankie greeted, shaking her hand.
"It's great to finally meet you," Frost said. "Jane's been talking about you since the wedding."
Jane rolled her eyes, but she couldn't stop the flush of embarrassment that crept up her neck to her cheeks.
Jane, Maura, Frankie, and Frost fell into easy conversation. It made Jane happy to see how well Maura fit in with the most important people in her life. To someone from the outside, it might even look like they had all known each other for years. Jane was also pleased that Maura seemed to be relaxing the longer they talked. Her nervousness seemed to melt away as Frankie and Frost expertly made her feel included and welcome.
They were still talking when Gia walked through the side gate, and they didn't notice her enter. She was able to walk up to the group undetected, and she threw herself on Jane, half tackling her half hugging her.
Jane started laughing at her friend's antics. "Gia!" she yelled, trying to push the other woman off her. When Gia finally released Jane, she gave Frankie and Frost hugs as well.
Maura
Maura stepped back when Gia jumped on Jane. She felt her chest tighten at the sight. Her jealousy only increased when she saw how Gia interacted with Frankie and Frost. It was clear that Gia was an honorary member of Jane's family. Maura knew it was silly. She had only known Jane for two weeks and Gia had known her most of her life, but she didn't like how much Gia touched and hugged Jane.
Jane grabbed Gia's hand and turned her to face Maura. Maura quickly schooled her features, presenting a polite face to everyone around her.
"Gia, this is Maura," Jane said. "Maur, this is Gia."
"Hey!" Gia said in a friendly tone. "So, you're the new girlfriend?"
"She's not my girlfriend," Jane said quickly, and Maura felt a rush of hurt flash through her body. It was true; they hadn't discussed actually dating. In fact, they hadn't discussed anything about their relationship. She knew that Jane wasn't denying that their relationship was sexual or romantic in nature, but it still hurt to hear her say that she wasn't her girlfriend.
Gia rolled her eyes. "Fine, she's the woman who's occupying all my best friend's free time in ways that I don't want to think about," Gia said.
"Come on," Jane said, ending the uncomfortable conversation. Shoving Gia towards the house, she said, "Go say hi to Ma. You know how she gets if you don't say hi to her right away."
"Good point," Gia said with a laugh, and she headed in the house.
Jane was quickly pulled into an argument about the Red Sox with her brother and Frost, so Maura just listened. She wasn't sure what to think about Gia and Jane's relationship. Maura hadn't had close friends as a child. Susie was easily her closest friend now, but they never interacted like Gia and Jane did. Was it a result of being friends from such a young age? Or was there something more between them? She needed to stop worrying. Jane had outright said the first night they met that she and Gia were nothing more than friends. Besides, Jane was pretty physical with her brother and Frost, exchanging shoves and fist bumps, so some of it was just her personality.
Angela and Gia returned to the backyard joined by two men and a woman around the same age as Angela. Maura assumed these were the people Angela had told Jane were coming when they were in the kitchen. She was saved from having to guess when Angela introduced her to the three new adults. The two clearly Italian adults were Carla and Tony Talucci and other man was Vince Korsak, Jane's former partner and current colleague and friend.
Vince must have noticed that Maura wasn't talking to anyone. Jane hadn't strayed far from Maura, keeping her internal promise to keep an eye on her, but she was still goofing around with Gia, Frankie, and Frost. Frank and Tony were hanging out near the grill, and Angela and Carla were clearly exchanging gossip.
"Hi, Maura," Vince said. "Hopefully, this isn't too overwhelming. The Rizzolis are intense, but they're great. You'll never meet a more accepting, loving family."
Maura smiled. "Yes, everyone has been very kind," Maura said.
"How's work in D.C.?" he asked, steering the conversation to a topic he guessed (correctly) that Maura would be comfortable with. They continued their conversation, sharing stories of the pains of bureaucracy and the rewards of bringing closure to victims' families. Maura kept glancing back to Jane, who was now talking one-on-one with Frankie. Korsak ignored Maura's distraction. He sensed that she needed the comfort of their work conversation while she observed Jane, and he was happy to oblige. He couldn't help noticing how enamored she was with his former partner. Between seeing how happy Jane had been over the past two weeks and the way Maura looked at Jane, Vince was pretty sure he was witnessing the start of something great. He was happy for Jane. She deserved to be loved and to have someone to love.
Maura was trying to remain polite and engaged in her conversation with Vince. She really liked him. But her attention kept drifting back to Jane despite her best efforts to remain focused on Vince. Maura started listening to Jane's conversation with Frankie:
"I can't figure out what to get Gia for her birthday," Jane complained to Frankie.
"She can pretty much buy anything she wants, so does it really matter?" Frankie asked. "I mean wouldn't she just be happy with your presence at her party?"
"It doesn't matter if she'd be happy with only my presence," Jane said. "I want to show her how much she means to me."
"Well, what about something that reminds you guys of something from when you were kids?" Frankie asked.
Maura pulled her attention back to Vince. She was able to maintain her composure for the rest of the barbeque, but as the evening wore on, she found herself dwelling more and more on what Jane had said. She wanted to get Gia something to show her how important the other woman was to her, but just how important was Gia to Jane. Was Maura just a place holder until Jane could be with the person she really wanted to be with: her best friend?
Maura was exhausted by the time they got back to Jane's apartment later that night. When they got into bed, Jane started kissing her. When her hands started to roam over Maura's body, Maura pushed her away lightly. "I'm really tired, Jane, and I have an early flight tomorrow," she said. She could see the disappointment on Jane's face, but Jane stopped immediately and without complaint. She could tell that Jane was unsure of whether Maura would want to cuddle. Despite her insecurities about her relationship with Jane, Maura wasn't willing to completely give up her last night with Jane, so she rolled on her side and pulled Jane against her. They both melted into their favorite sleeping position, easily falling asleep wrapped up in each other.
The next morning, Maura and Jane were mostly silent as they got ready for the day. Jane had convinced Maura to let her drop her off at the airport on her way to work earlier in the week, but as the tension built between them, Maura was starting to wish she had turned down Jane's offer. The awkward silence continued in the car on the drive to the airport. When Jane pulled up to the departures drop-off, Maura turned to Jane. "Thank you for having me this weekend," Maura said.
"I'm really glad you came," Jane said. "Um, when do you think we could see each other again?"
"I'm not sure," Maura answered noncommittally. She still hadn't told Jane that she would be in Boston in two weeks, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to continue whatever this was with Jane. Would she just be setting herself up to get hurt when reality set in and they realized they were living in a fantasy for a few weeks? Maura wasn't sure she could handle getting more attached to Jane only to have Jane break her heart.
"Goodbye, Jane," she said softly as she got out of the car. Jane got out like always to help her with her bags, but Maura made sure to keep the bags in between them to keep Jane from giving her a hug or a kiss. It's not that Maura didn't want these things, she did, but she wasn't sure she would be able to hold her composure if Jane held her in her arms. Maura didn't want to embarrass herself and she definitely didn't want to face whatever this was right before Jane had to go to work and she had to get on a plane.
Maura turned away from Jane and entered the airport. She forced herself not to turn around, but she knew Jane was watching her leave. Her eyes burned as the tears threatened to fall as she crossed the threshold into the airport. This has to end before you get hurt, Maura thought to herself. You're already hurting over this fake relationship. Stop being ridiculous.
Maura tried to pull herself together while she waited for her flight. She had to go to work when she got back to DC. She couldn't let this get to her. She had always known it was going to end.