Sorry it's taken so long to put this chapter up. I just couldn't quite get to the dinner portion of this story. The Rizzles fluffiness just won't seem to leave me long enough to get there. So, I give you this.

I do not own any rights to Rizzoli and Isles.

Ch. 2

The playfulness with which Jane and Maura had found themselves, left them feeling like teenagers. Full of energy and always up for some fooling around.

Come late Saturday afternoon, the happy couple had well satiated their sexual appetite. Thus, leaving them free to focus solely on the upcoming reveal during Rizzoli Sunday Dinner. Maura had begun furiously cleaning the already immaculate house. Jane, unable to deter her gorgeous girlfriend from the stress-induced activity, supported Maura with positive reinforcement in the form of praise, kisses and caresses.

By 7 pm, Maura felt satisfied with the home she would be welcoming her second family in to. Though it wasn't the first time Rizzoli Sunday Dinner would take place in the doctor's home, it was most certainly the first time she would be hosting as Jane's girlfriend, not just Jane's friend and the epitome of what Angela Rizzoli thought a daughter should be; elegant, well-mannered, eager to please, and fashion forward.

"Maura, sweetie. You've been so good to me and have done so much to make our transition from friends to lovers so flawless. I thought, maybe I could show you my appreciation tonight."

Maura could only gape in shock and utter fascination at the beauty in front of her.

Jane took Maura's silence as a sign she should elaborate. "I'm taking you out." She indulged with a shrug and slight nod of her head as if to convey it was no big deal. Maura didn't see it as such. Being the first big romantic gesture of their newly formed union, she felt the love and excitement course through her body. Thus, giving Jane the response she had hoped for.

"Where are you taking me?" Maura, finally able to speak.

Shaking her head, Jane responded, "Uh uh. No hints. However, I will give you some direction in the wardrobe department since, I know you'll stress over wearing the appropriate attire."

Maura would take what she could get. Tossing her cleaning gloves in the trash, she rounded the counter and grabbed Jane's hand, walked to the bedroom, and entered the large walk-in closet to find the perfect outfit.

It had been the third pair of form fitted jeans, fifth top and as many heel combinations when inspiration hit Jane, 'Maybe we could just do this all night? There are tons of things in here I would love to see Maura model for me…'

Maura, having found herself sharing the same train of thought, turned away from the full-length mirror and took in her audience with accusatory eyes. "Jane Clementine Rizzoli!" A bit of an angered edge to her voice.

'Uh oh.' Jane felt as though Maura had just read her mind.

"Are we really going out or was this just an elaborate rouse to get me to put on some sort of strip tease?" Some of the anger slipped away when she caught Jane's deer-in-headlights look with the question.

"Wha..of course not, Maura. Though, it was an added bonus." Jane smirked and subsequently dodged the last blouse Maura had just removed.

"Okay. Then, tell me. Where are we going?" Maura challenged.

"Please, trust me, Maur. I would never willingly deceive you. I really do have something planned and I want it to be a surprise."

Maura believed the sincerity with which her detective had just spoken. "Oh, alright." Maura said, accepting Jane's embrace when she realized she'd been forgiven.

"Good. Because I would've really hated to have missed giving you this…" Jane stopped herself from giving away too much information. Maura tucked the slip up away to analyze.

Well trained in evasive conversation tactics, Jane excused herself from Maura's impending attempts at squeezing out a confession. "Okay, well, you have a general idea for what would be suitable dress for our special event. I'll leave you to finish up and I'll get ready in the guest."

Fifteen minutes past 8 p.m. had brought both women to a state of ready.

"Wow, Maur…" Jane sputtered out, trying to express just how good the woman looked.

"Why thank you, Jane." Maura gave a little twirl and the sweetest smile. "You look pretty amazing yourself. You really should only ever wear jeans that tight."

Jane felt that compliment deep in the pit of her stomach. And, if she wasn't careful, they might not make it out the house. Alas, she was able to recover and lead Maura out of the front door and to her car. Hand on the small of Maura's back, until she took her seat, was only one way Jane practiced her goal to keep as much contact with her precious love.

Longing glances and intimate hand-holding made a short trip of the drive to Boston Common.

"Well, Boston Common definitely gives me lots to speculate over." Maura pondered.

Wanting to not give Maura any opportunity to make any guesses at what she might have up her sleeve, Jane decided to give a couple pieces of the plans away. "I thought we could get some Thai food and then, go for a little walk after."

"I would love to." Maura stated but, still felt a bit of suspicion. She'd never known Jane to just give up so much information when attempting to surprise anyone, in any capacity.

It took the couple 90 minutes to be seated, order and consume their meal. The Restaurant was large but had an intimate atmosphere. Both Jane and Maura were able to talk on many subjects and even enjoyed the silence while eating. Of course, every opportunity to touch was taken advantage of. Caresses of the hand and even some footsie.

Thirty minutes past the 10 O'clock hour landed Jane and Maura in front of a lovely gazebo in the park.

"Let's stop in here." Jane motioned to the structure.

"Whatever you like, Jane." Maura made easy work of the few steps into the park feature.

The ladies stood in the center of the gazebo and held each other in a tight embrace.

"May I have this dance, Dr. Isles?" Jane took a step back to offer her hand with a flourish.

"Jane, I would love to but, there is no music."

"Hmm…" Jane said with a slight look of wonder. "Are you sure about that?" She offered, pulling out a double set of headphones and a small MP3 player, smiling ear to ear.

Maura couldn't believe she deserved such doting from anyone, let alone this magnificent woman in front of her. A great sensation wanted to take over her eye ducts but Jane wiped away the tears, placed the left and right ear buds in the correct spots on Maura and then herself.

The first song on Jane's play list was "Ocean of Noise" by Arcade Fire. Though some of the lyrics spoke to Jane about her and Maura's relationship, she mostly liked the beat and how it gave a nice rhythm to slow dance to. "When Your Mind's Made Up" from the Once Motion Picture soundtrack. Jane was a sucker for a good movies soundtrack or score. There were a few old country western songs in the mix but it ended with a Beatles classic, "If I fell."

"I could dance with you forever." Jane confessed. "But, we should get going if we're gonna make it to the next part of your night."

"Jane, this has been one of the greatest nights of, not only my week but, my entire life. I don't know if it can get any better than this." Maura simply wanted to stay in Jane's arms for as long as humanly possible and she feared the next activity would detract from her desires.

"How about I make you a deal?" Jane supplied.

Eyebrows raised. Maura decided to bite. "Let's hear it."

"We'll walk to the venue and you can decide for yourself whether or not you think my next surprise will stay in line with the evening's events."

"You have yourself a deal, Detective Rizzoli!" Maura beamed and they strolled off, arm in arm.

"You're taking me to a movie?" Maura questioned with a bit of disappointment, Jane thought.

"Not just any movie, Maur. The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I overheard you say to one of your lab techs you'd never seen it. And with the Mayor's push to increase art and culture in the city, I thought we could oblige."

Maura reached her arms around Jane's waist until her hands met at her lower back, hoping to convey her gratitude.

"I would really like to be the one you experience this cult classic with for the first time." Jane spoke close to Maura's ear.

"I would like that, too. One day. Right now, I really just want to get you back to my house." Maura responded with her own whisper.

Jane gulped and looked into Maura's darkening eyes. "Screw the classics. Your body is the greatest work of art ever created!"

Maura leaned into Jane's neck and kissed at her shoulder. Jane then turned them to start walking to the car with as much speed as socially acceptable without causing a scene.

Back in Maura's bedroom, "Oh god, Maur. That feels sooo good." Maura had taken to a spot on Jane's ear that made her melt all the way down to her core.

Maura had bucked her hips into Jane's at the huskiness in her voice and her words. All clothes having been discarded with no regard to where they landed gave each woman freedom to roam every bit of skin.

With Maura practically gyrating on Jane and moving the focus from Jane's ear to her neck and lower, Jane need her own control took to grabbing her ME's ass with both hands. Moans ensued from both women and continued into the night.

Okay, that finally brings us to Sunday dinner which, I've already started.

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