Jane could hardly sleep that night. She spent the majority of her time tossing and turning while simultaneously glancing at the clock to count how many hours of sleep she was going to get. She was a nervous wreck. She had no idea what would be in store for her tomorrow when Maura was going to come over. Eventually, she was able to fall asleep. Only to be awaken a few hours later. A sex dream. I had a sex dream of Maura. I cannot get her out of my head. Her mind flashed back to the images of Maura on her back with Jane on top of her…the sound of Maura moaning in her ear as she came. God. Jane covered her face with the pillow.

Maura lay in her bed. Not the nervous wreck that Jane was but incredibly anxious. By tomorrow night, I will finally be able to have some fun with Jane. I wonder if it will spark emotions that cannot go unnoticed by Jane. It may be beneficial to finally express our emotions physically to help broaden Jane's perspective on her sexuality. It is important to not express too much of my personal feelings for her because she may grow anxious and feel overwhelmed. That…is going to be really hard when I'm on top of her. I really love the idea of seducing her, especially when she can't say no. Maura had her eyes closed but was grinning wide.

Jane eventually woke up only hitting the snooze button a couple of times before finally rolling out of bed. She almost forgot in her half-sleep phase that Maura was coming over tonight until she checked her phone and saw she had a text message.

Maura: Do you prefer red or black?

Jane: Red or black what?

Maura: Colors

Jane: Colors of what? Black.

Maura: You'll see.

Jane tried not to focus on the text messages too much because her mind would just run crazy from analyzing them. For all Jane knows, she could just be buying new shoes on the internet again. Eventually Jane made her way to work.

It was a busy day, but not much to do with current cases; mostly paperwork that needed updating. Jane tried to keep her mind occupied to not entertain the thoughts of what may be happening tonight. She didn't want to grow into the nervous wreck that she knew she would become. Maura stopped by to drop off paperwork. Jane was trying careful to keep her cool. Maura was standing up, facing frost. They were carrying on a conversation about a past case. Frost knocked his pen off of his desk on to the floor. Maura bent down to pick it up giving Jane a clear view of her ass. Jane just stared without noticing how obvious she was being. Frost caught a glimpse of Jane checking out Maura with a dazed look on her face. He began chuckling causing both Maura and Jane's head to shoot up. Frost sported a wide grin in Jane's direction. Jane grimaced at having been caught and turned red. Maura turned to look at Jane and saw the blush. The doctor looked confused for a moment until a sudden realization hit her, which turned her face into a very satisfied grin. She winked at Jane and then walked out of the room and back to the morgue.

When Maura was out of ear shot, Jane shot Frost the dirtiest look she could muster.

"Why are you laughing?!"

"Oh, I think you know why."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Well, you were star—

"I SAID, 'I have no idea what you're talking about.'"

Korsak heard the two bickering. "You two kids cut it out. We're supposed to have these reports done by the end of the day."

Frost responded, "Sure, I just wonder how HR would feel about—OW!"

Jane had thrown a pen at Frost's shoulder. Frost looked at Jane and saw a look that could only mean trouble.

Maura spent most of the day preparing paperwork and keeping herself occupied with busy work. She couldn't help the small smile she had on her face all day. She couldn't wait until tonight. Eventually the day passed and Maura went home for a shower and a quick meal before arriving at Jane's. Jane was a nervous mess. Is this a date? Well, no…she's just helping me figure out if I find woman attractive, right? Then why am I nervous, and why did I buy her favorite wine? There was a knock at the door. Shit.

Jane answered the door and saw a beautiful Maura Isles. Maura was wearing a nice white button up blouse with dark designer jeans and her red pumps. She smiled brightly at Jane. Jane was wearing simple jeans with tennis shoes and a black shirt. Jane actually spent a little extra time on her make up. Maura smiled even wider when she noticed Jane's increased effort in her appearance.

"You look nice." Maura smiled sweetly.

"Um, thanks. Thought I should at least look presentable for tonight."

"Are you trying to get fortunate?"

Jane laughed. "You mean "lucky"?"

"Oh, is that how you say it? Yes, lucky."

"Maybe. Do you want some wine? I got your favorite."

"Did you? That's so sweet!"

Jane walked into the kitchen. Maura sat at the bar stool as Jane began opening the wine bottle. Jane poured two glasses and set the bottle to the side. Jane was starting to feel the nerves again. As Jane was passing the wine over to Maura, the bottom of the glass caught onto the tile of the counter and spilt all over Maura's shirt. Jane gasped. Maura stood up from the spill.

"I'm so sorry, Maura! I'll buy you a new shirt. I'm sorry. Oh, it's white too."

Jane walked over with a wet cloth and tried to push it against Maura's shirt, pressing against Maura's stomach.

"It's fine, Jane. It happens." Maura smiled and began unbuttoning her shirt. Maura looked up to Jane staring in awe. "You weren't supposed to see this part until later though." Underneath Maura's white blouse was a black lacy bra.

Jane just stared dumbfounded.

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