"Um, I mean, if you want to, you can." Jane answered rather frazzled.
Maura was taken back for a second. She had begun rubbing herself while listening to Jane. "Oh, no, I mean, if it isn't working…" Jane grew a big grin on her face. It was a rare moment in time when Maura was caught flustered.
"Maura, are you okay?" Jane asked half-knowingly.
"Huh, yeah." Maura removed her hand from her panties knowing she is obviously unable to carry a conversation while touching herself at the same time. I don't want to be too obvious about my night-time activities, especially with Jane on the other end of the line.
Jane now felt as if she had the upper hand. The whole conversation had felt like Jane was submissive and awkward. Now with the ME flustered, it was easy to regain the reigns of the conversation.
"Maura, did you want to finish telling me?" Jane asked with amusement in her voice.
Maura bit at her lip when she had realized what Jane was doing. "Well, I need to know if what I was saying was working. Are you wet?"
Jane's eyes went wide. "Maur! Why would you even ask me that! That's jus—
"That's the whole point of this conversation is it not?"
The last words were a sudden reminder that this conversation wasn't about Maura having fun with her, rather than finding out if Jane is aroused by a woman.
"I, uh, I don't know. I didn't check."
"Check for me." Maura said with a deep growl that Maura was unaware that she had in her.
Jane was blushing bright now. She slid her hand down into her panties and reached to stroke herself, knowing full well that she was already soaked from Maura.
"Yeah, a little, I guess."
"Hmm, good." Maura said almost inaudibly and without thinking.
"What?"
"What?"
"You said 'good'."
"I…I.."
"Why did you say 'good'?"
"Well, it shows that it had worked." Jane was rather puzzled now. What difference does it make if the idea of a woman can turn Jane on or not?
"Were you hoping it worked?" Jane asked rather confused.
Maura was frozen. Usually the doctor always had a prepared reasoning in the back of her mind to explain her actions. However, nothing from her mind could save her now. She's had situations in the past where staring too long or saying something that raises questions had occurred, but was always able to rebound with a fact or evidence to support her thoughts. Especially around Jane. She was overly-prepared with Jane, anxious that one day Jane would realize what exactly the doctor thought of the detective and would have her running for the hills. Until this very moment, she had always been prepared. Nothing could explain the "good" that she barely spoke. For as an excellent scientist, she would hold no bias as to whether or not the experiment had worked. There would be no "good" or "bad" because the results are the truth. Not an opinion.
"I, uh, I have to go, Jane. I have yoga tomorrow morning early." With that, Maura quickly hung up her phone. Never had Maura been a coward. Although she could explain the whole history of the "Fight or flight" response and the meaning behind it, she had never seen it in complete practice with her life until now. She would always fight, and yet here she is, running.
Maura pulled the covers on top of her. God, that was close. Jane has surely been able to observe that there is more going on than I have been saying. She lay in her bed reflecting on what had happened remembering to use her deep-breathing yoga techniques to help calm her down from almost-unveiling her feelings for Jane.
Jane lay in her bed staring at her phone in utter disbelief. Should I call back? What was that? Why did she hang up. She was nearly avoiding me. She never does that. Jane sat back still processing what had just happened. Jane went through every possibility that would explain Maura's actions. At the end of it all, she can only come to one true conclusion. Maura liked it. She liked turning me on. For whatever reason. But why….
Jane still had her phone in her hand. She opened it up and clicked on the doctor's name. She wrote out a quick message.
Jane: I did want you to continue.
The send button stared back at her. Should I send this? I don't want her to misinterpret…well, misinterpret what? The truth? With that, Jane hit send and lay back under the covers.
Maura looked at her phone and saw it vibrate. She was debating whether or not to even look at it for the inevitable 'talk' she may have to participate in tomorrow. She eventually decided to check her phone. Jane's message stared back at her. Her heart slightly fluttered. Although this may just mean that Jane can be aroused by a woman, it is a step in the right direction. After all, the woman arousing her was me. It could be possible that in the future us engaging in sexual intercourse is not completely out of the question…and I want that so badly. Maura sent back a message not entirely certain what to say.
Maura: You did?
Jane: Yes, I did.
Jane wasn't willing to meet her more than half way.
Maura: We could do it again sometime.
Jane: Ok.
Maura: Great, I'll be over after work tomorrow.
Jane read Maura's text message and her heart dropped. Maura will be here tomorrow….I thought this was going to be over the phone again. Why is she coming here. Oh, god.
Jane was now as nervous as can be and slowly sank back into the covers.
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