A/N: Two updates in one week?! This is definitely a shocker. This chapter is just a little short tease of what is to come. I want to state in this AU, Tommy and Lydia are together. TJ is a newborn that Lydia doesn't abandon. Tommy is in recovery and attends Alcoholics Anonymous. Frank Sr left for Florida with his mistress. Angela doesn't know Maura yet and still lives in the family home but has Tommy and Lydia living with her. At this time, I am not sure how many chapters this story will have. I have another chapter of already written text from my story before I will have to truly draft things from scratch. I have a framework of what I want but still trying to feel my way through. I will say that I am starting to think more in the lane of Rizzoli and Isles than I was before. I hope that you all continue to enjoy this journey with me. As always, I look forward to your feedback and I am not making any money off of this. This is written solely for fun. The characters of Rizzoli and Isles belong with TNT, Janet, Tess, and Jan. I feel like I am terrible at these disclaimers so I hope I am doing them correctly. Also, most of this story will be from Jane's POV unless she is not present in that part of the story.
Chapter Three: The Day After
Moonlight danced in the midst of darkness, giving a spotlight to the movements of my hand. Delicate patterns upon flushed flesh, my hand continues its exploration. I shift as my brain becomes more aware the flesh I am caressing is not my own. Slowly, my eyes peek into darkness, adjusting to take in the room. As I attempt to move, I feel the body pressed against my side. A moan escaped the lips of my companion as I take in the magnificence of the naked form sleeping soundly next to me.
For a moment I forget and think the woman is Isabella and that we are back at my condo, preparing for life ever after. Yet, the previous night comes flooding back in full force. The drunken dare, the marriage proposal, the bar ceremony, more drunkenness, a kiss, more kisses and the woman who allowed me to make love to her like she was Isabella instead of being Maura Isles or at least Maura Rizzoli for the night. Whoa. We really did this?!
I can't help how my body reacts to the naked and gorgeous woman laying half upon me. My hands roamed exposed skin, replaying memories of when they journeyed over every dip, every valley, committing to memory every moan that each hand caused to slip from the soft and delicate lips of Maura. Faint porcelain skin that seemed to come alive at the touch, despite the reality of a bright 5:30 am shining back at my sleep hazed brain. As my eyes traveled over the curves and dips exposed, I couldn't help the longing to explore Maura's body one more time. To become acquainted with Maura instead of being flooded with memories of Isabella. Yet, despite my desire, I knew the thoughts were not right. Easing out of the bed, I start to look around the room we are in. This doesn't seem like a hotel at all. It very much seems like a house.
Are we in Maura's home? I tiptoe around the room and take in the décor. From what I can make out in the moonlight, there seems to be artwork upon the wall. Wait, is this a photo of a young faced Maura on what seems to be her graduation day?! Wow, she looks so young. How did we get here? I try my best to not plop back on the bed as I don't want to disturb Maura. Man, this bed is so soft. Who would want to leave this?! Why am I awake again? Oh yeah, my bladder isn't letting me rest. I make my way to what I hope is the en-suite as I remembered why I originally woke up in the first place.
Alleviating my bladder, I stand fixated with my body in the mirror. My hair stands in a mess of curls while faint lipstick kisses litter my neck, making a pattern down my collarbone to my left breast. A shiver runs down my spine as I began to remember just how much care Maura had shown my body as I had did the same for her. Our encounter was nothing I had experienced before; almost if our souls were making love and simply using our bodies as vessels. Despite the drunken dare, in the sober morning light, I was unsure how to approach it all and didn't want to dwell on the subject just yet.
Walking back into the room, I hear for the first time the rain tapping lightly against the window as lightening cracked and caused the room to be bathed in light. Pausing, I became in awe at the frame that was before me. Of all the loves I've had, not even Isabella had caused me to have such a pause in my steps. How could one woman who was a chance encounter cause this? Not wanting to dwell on it any longer, I eased back into the king size bed, seeking not to disturb Maura's frame that had repositioned while I was away. Sighing, I realized that I enjoyed the space with Maura but didn't want it to be more awkward than it would be when we both finally decided to take on the day.
Settling further in to the comforts of the luxury mattress, I let out a deep sigh. Before I can drift back into a land of slumber, I feel Maura begin to shift towards me. As I tried to continue to even my breathing, I realized that I was no longer alone on my side of the bed. Trying to shift away again, I feel a hand searching for mine. As I grab the moving hand, it is obvious what Maura is asking. Turning on my side, I pull Maura close to me as I wrap my arms around her waist. Stilling my movements as not to react to the stimulation, I allow Maura to guide my arm to rest between her breasts. As I hear her sigh and began to fall back into a deeper sleep, I finally release the moan that had been building within. Bodies and limbs meld together as the atmosphere grew quiet once more. The lone lullaby of a steady rain against the window eased my mind to relax and simply allow the moment to be. The outside world didn't penetrate the cocoon that had been created but seemed to guard it as the rain continued its steady mantra.
Hours eased by before a phone began to break the silence. I groaned before tightening my grip and burying my head into the smooth base of Maura's neck. Quiet befalls the room again before the ringing phone began to ripple through the quiet. Still not wanting to move, I pulled the covers up further on our bodies before pressing my lips against indulgent skin, earning a soft moan and sigh. Trying for a third time, the room loses its silence as the ringing phone starts to filter into the atmosphere. A well-manicured hand reaches out from under the covers to grab the annoying device. Without looking at the screen nor the device, the same well-manicured hand resolves to answer the device.
"Janie! Where are you?! Did you forget that we are supposed to go by the hospital to see the baby? Did you not read my text messages? I told Ma I would come pick you up versus her banging down your door this morning but now I am worried since you're not even here. Wait. Did you go home with somebody? When I called Frankie, all he did was groan and tell me to call him back when judgement day comes. What did y'all drink last night? Janie, are you there?"
"Hello?" Maura whispered, slowly becoming aware of her surroundings and the arms around her naked frame. Even in her waking hours, her voice sounds so soothing, so sweet, and so seductive to my barely awake brain. There is a pause on the other end of the line as the caller struggles to recognize the voice.
"Um, can I please speak to Jane?" is finally asked as Maura comes to the realization that she isn't holding her phone nor is alone in her bed.
Confusion knits her brow as she begins to put the pieces together. Awkwardness starts to seep in as she is more aware of her surroundings and the sensations of having my naked frame draped over her is causing. Not sure of what to say, Maura puts the phone against my ear and quickly tries to slip out of the bed. Moaning at the loss, I am vaguely aware of the caller on the other end.
"Hello? Janie?"
Pausing as my eyes open to see Maura's well rounded behind walk into the en-suite, I let out the sigh I had been holding before acknowledging the phone to my ear.
"Tommy, wassup?"
"Wassup?! Who was that?! Where are you? I am at your condo and here I'm thinking you are just too hung over to answer the door like Frankie and you're not even home. Who is that woman? Janie, that's not Isabella is it?"
"Tommy, what are you talking about?"
"Jane, wake up! The chick who answered your phone. Who was that?!"
"Ugh," I whispered even though the phone was still pressed to my ear and I was pretty sure that it wasn't lost on Tommy. So that's why she was so quick to get out of the bed, I thought.
"Long story Tommy. Wait, did you say you are at my condo?! Oh God! Please tell me that Ma isn't with you." I rubbed my hand across my face as I began to take in my surroundings again. Sunlight seemed to peek through the blinds as daylight made its presence known. Glancing at the clock, I let out a deep groan. Its already 11 am.
"No, she isn't with me but she is expecting for us to meet her at the hospital like in an hour. Jane, its almost noon. Did you forget that we are supposed to go see Lydia and the baby today? I mean, if I had the time that it sounds like you had, I would forget to. But Janie, please don't make me go by myself and have Ma kill us because we were late going to see her 1st grandchild even though I was there last night when he was born."
"Okay, okay. Just stay at my house and I'll be there in like 30 minutes. And for God's sake, don't mention any of this to Ma. I have already threaten bodily harm to Frankie and Korsak. Don't have me add you to the list because I will kill you if you do Tommy."
"Wait?! Korsak met this chick?!"
"Tommy! Focus!"
"Alright, alright. I won't say anything. But can you at least tell me what she looks like?!"
"Bye Tommy."
"Not even a photo?"
"Bye Tommy!" I yelled as I hang up. Shaking my head, I tossed the phone upon the bed as I take in the state of the room and my state of undress. Growling, I eased out of the bed, searching the room for something to put on. How did we discard things so sporadically? Looking at a pair of black lace upon my button down, I cannot help but smirk. Quickly pulling on my boxer briefs and slipping into my button down, I forgo looking for my dress slacks until I have a better idea what is happening with Maura. Walking over to the en-suite, I thought I could make out water running and soft singing but wasn't sure. Is she singing ABBA? Wait, no. I think that's Ambrosia.
Knocking softly, I wait until hearing a gentle reply to enter. Taking a deep breath, I walked in and immediately wanted to stare down at the floor as I made out the figure enclosed within the glass shower. My eyes soaked in the image of Maura, trying to remind myself to breathe and not get lost in the visual stimulation. Without turning around from her position under the showerhead, Maura started to speak.
"I apologize for answering your phone. I didn't even realize it was yours until it was too late. I hope I didn't cause any trouble. "
"Oh no. Um, no problem. That was my youngest brother, Tommy. His fiancé, Lydia, had a baby last night. Our Ma sent him to scoop me up. We are all supposed to go to the hospital today and do this whole big family meets the first grandchild thing. She wants to take photos of me and Frankie holding the baby. Its a really big deal for her. I completely forgot all about it. Probably because TJ was born last night when Frankie and I had already started drinking."
I let out a nervous laugh as I lean against the countertop of the long vanity sink, watching with mixed emotions the woman behind the glass. Not even twenty-four hours had past and I felt like I could bare my soul to Maura. I felt at ease in her presence when she spoke but also nervous and that scared me, just a bit.
"Babies are such a joy to celebrate," Maura cooed, "I don't want to hold you up. I should be finished in a minute and then we can figure out how to get you home. My mind is a little fuzzy on how we ended up here but even if my car is not parked out front, I still have my work vehicle in the garage."
Turning around, Maura caught sight of me. We held each other's gaze until I turned away. Clearing my throat, I tried to speak and not let my nerves show. "Your home is really nice. I have no clue how we got here last night. I, um, I do remember what we did once we got here but getting here is a little blurry to me too. I am going to go grab my phone and see if my friends by chance left hopefully both of our cars out front."
I started walking towards the door before pausing in my movements. Not turning around for fear of losing myself in the essence of Maura, I spoke again barely above the sounds of the water cascading from the luxury showerhead.
"The reason I came in actually was to ask if maybe, after I go and be 'Auntie Janie', that maybe you and I can go out to dinner tonight. Have a little more formal conversation. Get to know each other before this weekend becomes a distant memory. Only if you don't have like other plans or something."
Why am I so nervous?! You know why, Rizzoli. This woman is out of your league and you already have done enough by getting her to agree to this bet. Ugh. Get it together, Jane. I hadn't realized I was holding my breath until I heard the water cut off and the glass door close. Turning, I came face to face with a robe wearing Maura. Locking eyes, I felt myself lose my breath once again.
"I thought we learned a lot about each other last night, Detective Rizzoli," Maura said in a smug tone as she walked up to me. Leaning into my personal space, she continued to press upon me until my back was fully upon the doorframe. Placing a kiss to my cheek, Maura whispered sweetly into my ear.
"Dinner sounds wonderful. Since you are already here in my home, maybe you can come back later and I can cook for us. It can be my way of saying thank you for being such a gentlewoman last night. I know that you probably have traditional Italian meals quite often so I can prepare you one of my favorite French dishes or if you are up for up, I can prepare one of my favorite Italian meals."
Maura couldn't help but rest her palm upon my cheek as she smiled at me once again and walked back into her bedroom. Letting out the breath I didn't realize I was holding, I slowly walked back into the room, watching as she began to run lotion upon her toned legs.
"That," clearing my throat in a nervous way again, I tried to speak with more confidence, " That sounds like a plan. I could never turn down Italian. I can bring some cannoli's for dessert."
I have to stop being so nervous. I am being awkward for no reason. Somehow sensing my unease, Maura smiled sweetly as she finished her applying lotion to her calves and patted the space next to her on her bed. Walking to sit next to her, I am acutely aware of Maura's hands caressing mine as she begins to speak in a comforting voice.
"I just want to state that I am not one to just make such spur of the moments decisions like last night. While I do believe that sexuality is fluid and sex is normal and good for releasing endorphins, what happened between us, this 'marriage', is completely out of my normal character. Last night, though, I felt a connection with you. Your honesty and your presence actually made me feel so at ease and as though I have known you for all my life. It's strange because when you asked me to marry you, I wanted to laugh and check you for a mental illness but something in your eyes just said why not. Go with it. So I did. So, there is no need to feel awkward around me."
Squeezing my hands as a means to reassure herself within her speech, Maura made sure that she had my full attention before she continued forward.
"I would like for us to walk away from this as at least friends but I can tell you are nervous around me. I was going to wait until we have some time to really process last night but does this have anything to do with Isabella?"
I had been staring at our joined hands that were resting upon Maura's lap during the speech. Yet, at the mention of Isabella's name, I couldn't help but look up in utter confusion. Sensing the confusion, Maura removed her hands from my grasp and placed them gently upon my cheeks, cupping my face and trying to soothe away the worry with just her touch.
"You called me her name. Right before we went to sleep. As you wrapped your arms around me, you placed a kiss to my shoulder and whispered in Italian what I believe was, 'I love you Isabella'. I want you to know that you don't have to apologize. I do not like to guess but from what I can gather, you were simply caught up in a moment and within a memory that was triggered by the mock wedding we had. Whoever she is, I hope she realizes what she is missing out on."
"I'm so sorry, Maur. We can talk more about it later at dinner. Thank you for understanding and please accept my apology," I whispered as my voice began to break at the realization.
Placing another kiss upon my lips, Maura smiled at me before standing up and extending her hand. "Apology accepted. I'll leave you to get dressed. Please feel free to use the shower if need be. I'll go make us some coffee. Then we can figure out where your car is or I can give you a ride home. Come downstairs when you are ready."
I watch as Maura leaves out of the bedroom in a silk robe that really leaves little to the imagination. I fall back upon the bed with a sigh. Rubbing my hands upon my face, I reach for my phone and speed-dial the only one that I can think made sure we got home safely. Hearing a laugh, I brace myself for all the embarrassing details Frost is getting ready to share with me.
"Partner! How does it feel to be 35 and married? Wait, don't answer that. So, if you're calling me, that means you are awake but haven't looked outside yet."
"Frost, I haven't had my IV drip of caffeine yet. How did we end up at Maura's house?"
"Jane, we wanted to take you to a hotel but Dr. Isles, I mean, Maura, kept insisting that we just drop you at her home and that she would take "very good care" of you. She emphasized that she is a doctor and very skilled in the human anatomy. It was a colorful conversation."
I release a deep sigh as I hear Frost's baritone laugh before he continues on, "So, I know you are wondering about cars. Well, yours is at the precinct. Dr. Isles is in her driveway. Jane, she drives a Deep Purple Maserati Ghibli S! That thing is more than my salary!"
"Frost, its more than my salary. Did you all walk into her house? I haven't been out of the master bedroom yet and I feel like its over half the size of my condo. I am so out of my league here. She wants to have dinner tonight and for us to be friends? I have no clue what we would have in common".
"Jane, she was the Chief Medical Examiner for Los Angeles. She may come from wealth but she worked with one of the largest police departments in the nation. She has more in common with you than you think. Listen, Nina and I will settle up with what we owe you on tomorrow. You'll have to work on getting your cut from Frankie as I'm pretty sure he is still drunk. Dr. Isles kept insisting that we don't try and pay her as she explained she really doesn't need the money and did this solely for you. From the outside of her house to the car alone, I would agree with her on that."
"Frost, you aren't helping right now."
"Sorry Partner. Oh, I have to say that you two act like a married couple already as you kept trying to stop Maura from explaining about the importance of releasing endorphins through sex and how much she was going to enjoy..."
"No, no, no. Do not complete that statement." My face starts to turn red as I wander around the room looking for the pants that were removed from my body before we fell into bed. Holding the phone to my ear, I hear Frost laughter quiet down.
"Anyway, Nina and I were probably the most sober out of our group. She drove behind me as I had you two get into Dr. Isles' car. Once we dropped y'all off and made sure you at least were in the front door, Nina took me back to my car and then she drove Frankie home. Man, what a night. Alright, I think I've ran my mouth long enough and I know that gorgeous woman is close by. So get off the phone and just enjoy the moment. Live a little. It won't kill you, Rizzoli."
I start to laugh as I hear the dial tone next to my ear. 'Thanks Partner,' I whisper out loud. I finish getting dress as the sweetest smell of coffee my brain has ever registered makes its way upstairs. I open the bedroom door further as I internally tell myself to breathe and make my way further into Maura's home. I can't help but take in the details in the hallway and leading downstairs. Walking downstairs, I see her living room come into view and elegance just doesn't give the décor justice. The sophistication and style almost makes me want to not touch anything in her home as not to taint it with my blue collar upbringing. Rizzoli, stop going down that road. She wants you here and you want to taste the coffee that smells so heavenly.
I wander my way into her kitchen to find Maura relaxing at a large island with a coffee mug in her hand and what seems to be the Boston Globe newspaper on her counter.
She greets me with a smile and my insides get that feeling like I am about to jump out of a plane. Scared but also a thrill that I have never felt before.
"I wasn't sure how you take your coffee but I have cream and sugar here. Please let me know if you would like me to pour you more. I see that they parked my car out-front. I normally park it in the garage but unless I disarmed the alarm before we pulled up, they would have tripped the silent alarm trying to open the garage door so I'm glad that they at least parked it far enough up my driveway that my security cameras were in plain view. I didn't see your vehicle in the driveway so whenever you are ready, I can take you to your car or home if you would like."
I start to answer but the moment my lips sip of the coffee I'm holding, I become speechless. "Whoa. This is definitely not instant."
Maura gives me a look of disgust. "Instant?! Coffee deserves to be roasted from the finest beans on Earth. If you continue to stay around me, you will wish you never heard of instant coffee."
Humming, I continue to sip and savor the liquid gold that Maura has prepared for me. I have to find out where she got it from and if they sell it in instant form.
"I am supposed to meet my brother at my condo but with how late it is getting, do you mind if I just have him come pick me up from here? It won't be too far out of the way for him to scoop me and then head to the hospital."
"Jane, are you sure? I don't mind dropping you off. I am drop you before I head to the market to get everything that I will need for our dinner tonight."
I sit in thought for a moment. Part of me doesn't want Maura to drop me at my condo because I am embarrassed about being in Southie. But I also don't want Tommy embarrassing me when he pulls up to pick me up. How can we compromise...
"What about you drop me off at the hospital? That way I don't have to worry about my brother trying to do an interrogation in your driveway picking me up?
"Oh he's in law enforcement too?"
"No, he's just a nosy baby brother that doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut and will start blabbing to my mother if he knows too much."
To her credit, Maura doesn't comment much but touches my shoulder as she gets up and rinses out her empty coffee cup before placing it in her sink.
"Well, I will just throw on something quickly so that I can get you to that beautiful new nephew of yours. Please feel free to read the paper or pour yourself another cup of coffee. I will be back in 15 minutes."
As she walks off, I can't help but stare as the sway of her behind as she goes up the stairs. I grab my phone from my pocket and start to walk to Maura's front door. For the first time I notice that my keys, wallet, badge and gun seem to all be laying upon her entryway table in a small basket. I call Tommy to inform him of the plan change as I holster my gun, badge and slide my keys and wallet into my pockets. Well at least those were easy to find. I also notice my suit jacket is hanging upon a coat hook in her entryway. With the Boston weather oddly above freezing temps, I am grateful that for once, my suit jacket will be enough to at least get in the hospital without freezing. Hopefully Tommy will be smart enough to grab a coat for me and throw it in his car.
I decide to grab another cup of coffee and wait for Maura at her breakfast island. While I want to explore her home, I feel it best to wait until I am given a formal tour.
I have made my way through the Sports section before I hear heels against her kitchen tile. I look up and let out a gasp.
"What? Is there something wrong?"
"No. Do you always look like you are ready for a photoshoot for Vogue magazine? Like, these are your casual clothes?"
Maura looked down at her high waisted emerald green slacks that she had paired with a sleeveless cream button up blouse. "What, too much? I honestly do not own much "casual" dress. Last night was probably the most casual that I have in my closet beyond my yoga pants and that is just a fashion no-no for going to the market. I promise for tonight's dinner, I will try my best not to overdo it."
I can't help but smile at Maura's words. Walking up to me, Maura starts to remove the ring that I had forgotten was upon her hand. Immediately I stop her in her tracks. "Keep it. At least until tonight. I am not ready to let this moment end just yet." And I wasn't ready to process it all either. As if sensing my thoughts, Maura, who is now almost eye level to me, places a quick kiss to my lips.
"I think I can be Mrs. Rizzoli for a few more hours."
"I think I like Dr. Rizzoli better. If my mother ever hears this story, she is going to kill me."
"Because you married a stranger on a drunken bet from your brother and friends?"
"No, because you are a doctor AND we got married off a drunken bet AND it wasn't in a church. AND she didn't get to brag that she has a doctor in the family."
Maura's laugh is so infectious. What is this feeling that I am feeling?! Rizzoli, pay attention. I look at Maura who is staring as though she is waiting for an answer.
"I'm sorry, Maur. I zoned out a bit. What did you say?"
"I asked if you're ready to go."
"After you, Dr. Rizzoli." I help her to slip on her overcoat that seems to be as luxurious and expensive as the rest of her ensemble.
We walk in sync out of her home and towards the luxury car that I had never seen in person but could understand why Frost had a whole fangirl moment over it. It is definitely a beautiful site to behold. Holding her door open, I rush to the other side after waiting for her to slide in. We truly move like we have been in tuned with each other all of our lives.
"During this time of the year, the heated seats automatically turn on. If it becomes too hot, please let me know and I can adjust."
"Maur, a luxury like this and I may never leave." I sigh as I relax into the leather that is warming up my whole body. Closing my eyes, I allow myself to relax before we even pull out of the driveway.
Between the relaxing jazz music, the warming seats and the smooth way that Maura's car seems to glide on the road, I barely register that we have made it out of the driveway and are pulling up outside of Mass General. I feel Maura's eyes staring at me before I even realized that the car has stopped.
As I look at her, I see her smile but it doesn't seem to reach her eyes. "Maur, is everything okay?"
She leans over to place a tender kiss upon my lips. "Yes, everything is fine. I just, I don't know. I don't want to say goodbye. I know it sounds silly of me, especially since we made plans for later but I just, I feel like if I tell you goodbye, then it causes this moment to just slip away. I am being irrational."
I grab Maura's hands into my own and place them over my heart. "Maura, I hope you can feel my heartbeat because ever since I met you last night, it seems to beat faster. No matter what happens, I promise you that we will always be a part of each other's lives. I'm not going to go ghost on you. We will have an amazing dinner tonight, tell each other embarrassing stories about our childhood and dating, and then make plans on when we will hang out again. Trust me, everything is going to be fine."
I have never been so open with kissing a woman before but I feel drawn to Maura's lips as I lean over to capture them in a kiss. We become lost in the kiss before a security guard taps on the driver window. Collecting herself, Maura rolls down the window and gives the most courteous of smiles. "Yes Officer?"
"Ma'am, unless you are picking up a patient, you can't park here." The guard seems to command as he leers at Maura. I want to tear him from limb to limb for the sleazy way he is looking at my wife. Wait, what did I just say?
"Yes Officer. I am just dropping my wife, Detective Rizzoli, off. I'll move right now."
At the mention of "wife" and "Detective", I watch as his face seems to frown in disgust before walking away.
"Well, he is a mood killer. And I think I like when you call me Detective." My voice drops an octave as I place one last kiss upon Maura's lips. Her smile reaches her eyes now as I exit out of the car. I close the door as Maura rolls down the window.
"Enjoy your visit with your nephew. I'll see you later. Say around 8, Detective?" Maura says, her voice dripping in sensuality.
My body shivers but not from the chill of the air. I look to see Tommy and Frankie rushing to where I stand. "Its a date. Now go. Frankie and Tommy just spotted me and if you don't want to have to meet my mother and be a witness to double homicide, I advise you go."
I barely hear her laugh as she pulls off, causing my brothers to curse as they stand out of breath next to me.
"Damnit Frankie. I told you we should have parked in the garage and walked through the building. But no! You wanted to park on the street to not pay the garage fee. Hey Janie. Where's your new wife going?"
Frankie barely made it into the hospital and out of my grasp as I go to smack both of them in back of the head. Tommy rubs his head as he tries to catch up with Frankie.
"Frankie, you told him?! Tommy, I swear to God if you say anything to Ma, I am going to going to kill you both. No, I am going to castrate you both AND then kill you."
Both men place their hands to cover their manhood as I am already trying to attack it. "Whoa! Okay Janie, okay. I promise we won't say anything."
As we walk further into the hospital and towards my mother, I say a silent prayer that everyone keeps their oath of silence. 8pm can't seem to come fast enough.
A/N: This ended up being longer than I actually thought. I hope everyone enjoyed it. I know its a lot of dialogue that I hope everyone is able to follow. As always, looking forward to the feedback. Also, if you aren't familiar with a Maserati Ghibli S, it is a beautiful car with a starting price of almost $80k for just the Ghibli S. If you go to their website for the 2021, the S series is the same color that I envision Maura driving. I have no clue if it comes with auto heated seats but I think that would be an amazing feature for a luxury car like this to have. Also, I am originally from Georgia and currently live in Texas. Never been to Boston so definitely hope that some of my references are accurate. I have done some research via Google but when it comes to weather, I have to remind myself that this is Boston in November and not Texas, Florida or Georgia in November. From here on out, this is where I am literally having to write everything from scratch so hopefully I can provide another update next week.