Wow! I can't believe how much hype I've gotten with the first chapter of this story! I thank you all. Already 50 follows. I don't think I've had a story this popular in his first day in a long while. :D
I'm not sure exactly when I'll be able to upload each chapter but I know when I get inspiration I will continue as soon as I can.
Happy reading!
"Hey Ma." Jane smiled as she walked into Angela's bedroom. She lived with her mother and two brothers, now. Ever since Angela Rizzoli became sick the siblings made their minds up to move back into their childhood home and take care of the one woman that took care of them all their lives.
"Hi Baby. How'd ya do?" The mother asked with a raspier than usual voice.
"I proved them all wrong. I stayed on that beast for MORE than eight seconds." the daughter couldn't contain the deep dimples that were begging to be displayed.
"That's my girl!" Angela grinned and moved over in the bed, patting the spot next to her.
"Ma, I'm still dirty." Jane said with a soft chuckle
"I didn't say get in the bed, just lay beside me." The older woman retorted. Jane couldn't deny her mother and pulled her boots off and crawled onto the queen sized bed beside her. Laying on her side she wrapped her arm around her mother's waist and rested her head on her shoulder.
"So how was your day?"
"Just lovely. I finally finished crocheting that baby blanket I was working on."
"Yeah? I meant to ask who that was for exactly."
"Oh you know, just preparing for when one of my baby's gives me a grandbaby."
Jane could only chuckle. Shoulda seen that coming.
It wasn't long before the bull rider fell asleep in her mother's embrace. The day was coming where she wouldn't be able to do this any longer, but Jane refused to think of that right now. She refused to ruin this moment she had right here.
"Soooo…" Misha flounced onto one of the beds of their hotel room. "That was pretty hot, huh?" The curly haired woman grinned as she laid on her back and put her hands behind her head.
"What was?" Maura questioned as she shut the door and walked into the area her friend was in.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about." Misha responded as she sat up on the bed and pointed to the hat in her coworker's hand. Maura and Misha had a talk about sexuality around a year ago and ever since the black woman had been reassuring her that things would be okay if something were to happen with Maura and another woman. Ever since then the blonde had been comfortable in expressing her attraction to certain women.
Isles played with the black Stetson and ran her thumb and forefinger over the rim of it. An answer was not given to Misha.
Getting up she walked in front of Maura and took the hat in her own hands before popping it on the other nurse's head. "That woman gave you this hat. That has to mean something, right?"
"No. It doesn't have to mean anything. I'm sure she has several of these things laying around."
"Honey, you are so blind for the smartest person I know. That Jane woman was checking you out, gave you her hat and used all the swag in the world to do so. You NEED to see her again!" Misha was excited and was damned determined to set her friend up with Rizzoli. "I was talking to another rider while you were in the bathroom after the competition and he told me that they are having a par-tay tomorrow night and Remington Hills Club. You and I are going. And you're gonna wear that hat."
"I suppose I don't have a choice, do I?"
The brunette leaned against the railing of the porch outside the club and looked at the label of her Angry Orchard, her 'go to' drink. She was never a big partier, not anymore anyway. When Jane wasn't proving herself and showing the pride in her eyes, she was allowing worry to rule her. The label was half picked off by a worried thumbnail.
"JANE RIZZOLI!"
A thundering voice snapped her out of the thoughts she was having and she turned around to see a hefty man with a grey goatee.
"I've been looking for you, lady." The older man smiled and walked up to the rider with a hand extended. "I'm Vince Korsak, owner of Korzone Jeans."
"Oh." A small spark of excitement lit up in Jane's belly. "Hi, its nice to meet you." Rizzoli shook his hand firmly. "Why exactly were you looking for me?"
"Well, I happen to think that you are an outstanding athlete, from what I saw yesterday, and you have a serious amount of potential. I would like to take my chances on you and offer you a sponsorship."
Jane's eyes lit up immediately. "Whoa, sir that would be amazing."
"I noticed that I would be your first sponsor so where you are now in riding is nothing compared to where you can go. I'm thinking the PBR. I'm partners with a few other big time companies and I know I can get them on board."
"Sir, that wou…"
"Oh, please, call me Vince." The owner grinned.
"Well, Vince I would be honored to have you as a sponsor. You have no idea."
"It's settled then." He flashed his teeth. "Here's my card. Call me tomorrow so we can set up a meeting to discuss your future."
"I sure will. Thank you again. Seriously." There was no way to measure how excited Jane was in this moment. All her worries seemed to dissipate.
Rizzoli finished up her drink and disposed of it in a nearby trash can and started for inside. She was too thrilled to notice anyone coming. As soon as she made the corner to the open doorway, the cowgirl ran right into another being.
"Damn, I am so sorry… Hey, I recognize that hat anywhere." Jane smiled brightly as she was finally met with hazel eyes. She could recognize those eyes anywhere too. It was all she could see when she shut her eyes last night. God, this woman was beautiful.
Maura smoothed out her shirt and nodded once. "Yes, this amazing rider, yesterday, gave it to me."
Taking a step back, the brunette looked the honey-blonde over. "Must be one hell of a rider to give up her hat like that. Cowgirls don't usually give up their hats so easily. Takes a lot to earn them."
"Would you like it back?" The nurse questioned as she slipped it off her head and went to hand it back to Jane.
A head shake was the response given. "Hell no. It looks a million times better on you." Taking the hat from Maura, their fingers brushed sending unexpected sparks through both women. Jane then placed the Stetson back on Isles' head properly. "Mm, make that a million and one."
"Well aren't you smooth?"
"Smooth enough to buy you a drink?"
"I suppose so." Maura replied.
"You suppose? Oh by the end of our time tonight I'll have that 'suppose' changed to a 'definitely'."
The two women sat at a table for a couple hours, talking and laughing. Jane had kept her alcohol consumption light and responsible. Luckily, because Misha went home with a Bronc rider and forgot she had the keys to her car in her purse, leaving Maura stranded.
"C'mon, I'll take ya." Rizzoli politely said as she stood up and paid the tab. Offering her hand to the blonde she helped her out of the seat and walked with her to the parking lot. They approached a black Ranger pick up and Jane opened the passenger door for her new friend and helped her in.
Maura hadn't been drinking too much to get her drunk but she was a bit tipsy. Rizzoli wanted to make sure she was safe while on her watch. "Which hotel did you say you were stay'n in?"
"The Hilton down the road."
Shutting the door, the brunette went around and got in on her side and drove for the wasn't a very long ride but it was quiet, both lost in their own thoughts. She wanted to get to know this woman better and hoped she would get the chance. Being the gentlewoman she was being tonight, Jane walked Maura up to the third floor and stood in front of room 313 with the nurse. "It was nice meeting you again, Maura."
"I can't get that image out of my head, Jane." Maura practically whispered as she looked down at the keycard, waiting to insert it into the slot.
"That wasn't the reply Jane had in mind when the shorter woman spoke. Confused she decided to question what Maura had meant, "Image?"
"The image of you yesterday, standing on that railing, sweat glistening off your forehead and chest, your tanned skin in that black button down shirt, you looking down at me like I was the only person in the world, even if you didn't even notice me there.."
"Oh I noticed."
Maura turned toward the Italian and looked at her with something she hadn't shown to anyone in a long while. Want.
Taking a step forward, Rizzoli wet her lips and moved her, rough yet soft hand, up the fair woman's arm. "What are you doing tomorrow night?" With a shake of Maura's head, she continued; "Because I would really like to take you out on a date."
"Definitely."
There was a bit of info dosed out in this chapter. Gives you more of an understanding on who these women are.
My goal is to stay in character with them so if there's anything I need to work on let me know.
Replies are golden unicorns, btw.
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