With less than half an hour before she was expected to pick up Maura, Jane was still putting the finishing touches on her outfit. It was her first date and she wasn't sure what she should wear, so she opted for a black jumper with an oversized flannel shirt carelessly thrown over it. She went through half a can of mousse to tame her curls, but she had finally gotten her hair the way she liked it. A dress? Why did you choose a dress? She's going to think you're trying too hard. Better change the shoes. She took off the sandals she was wearing and quickly put on a pair of Converse low top sneakers. Much better.

Now that her outfit had been chosen, there was only one more obstacle for Jane to overcome: asking permission to borrow her mom's car. It was rare for Angela to refuse permission for Jane to borrow her car, but her permission came at a price. Jane would have to face an interrogation, which meant telling her mom that she was going on her first date.

"Ma," Jane said as sweetly as she could. Her mom was preparing dinner in the kitchen, so Jane thought she'd be a good daughter and help her slice some vegetables.

"What is it this time?" Angela asked. Oh, Jane, why didn't you use your regular voice?

"Can I borrow the car?" Jane asked. She continued to slice a tomato in hopes that helping her mom would divert any questions.

Angela stopped what she was doing so she could look at her daughter. She was looking for the slightest hint of nervousness in Jane's voice. "You going somewhere with Mark?"

"I have a date," Jane said nonchalantly.

"You have a date?" Angela asked excitedly. Before Jane could respond, Angela had already embraced her daughter. "My little Janie is going on her first date! Why didn't you tell me? Who's the lucky girl? When do I get to meet her? You should invite her over for dinner."

"Ma, please," Jane struggled to say as she was caught in her mom's embrace. "I just met her last night. Don't start planning our wedding yet. Her name is Maura. She goes to BCU. She's nice and she's pretty and she's smart and I have so much fun talking to her. If we keep dating each other, I'll bring her here to meet you or maybe the three of us could go out for lunch, but it'll never get to that point if I can't borrow the car and take her out on a date. Please, Ma. I've only known her for a day and I already like this girl so much."

Angela held her daughter at arm's length so she could take a look at her outfit. "You're going on a date dressed like that?"

"What's wrong with this?" Jane asked.

"Sneakers and a flannel shirt with a dress? And aren't you getting her flowers?"

"No way!" Jane responded. "It's the '90s, Ma. No one does things like that anymore. I made her a wish bracelet instead, but I'm already going to be late so can I please borrow the car?"

"You know where the keys are."

Jane quickly gave her mom a hug before taking off. "Thanks, Ma."

"And don't bring it back on empty!" Angela shouted at her overly excited daughter.

Jane was caught in traffic on the way to BCU and she was worried about how Maura might react. I'm late. What if she thinks I stood her up?

She was relieved to see Maura waiting for her outside of her building. Instead of the ripped thigh-highs and baby doll dress she wore last time, Maura went for a natural look with a sunflower print summer dress, sandals, and no make up other than her mascara. Jane had wanted to meet her at the door to her building, but once Maura saw her in the car, she hurried over to Jane.

The moment Maura sat down in the passenger seat, she wrapped her arms around Jane and Jane could smell the soft, floral scent of Ralph Lauren Romance. Maura had done nothing more than hug her, but the scent of her perfume and the softness of her skin made Jane's mind start to race. She became lost in a fantasy world in which Maura was her girl and she was able to kiss her whenever she so desired.

"Hi," Maura said nervously, pulling Jane from her fantasy.

"Hi," Jane responded equally as nervous. "You look really pretty."

"Thank you. I decided to wear my own clothes today."

"I can tell," Jane teased. "That dress is definitely something Markie wouldn't wear. I like you when you're you."

"As opposed to whom?" Maura asked.

"As opposed to the girl you were last night. I'm not saying you weren't you, but you were you being someone else. Shut up, Jane."

"Don't shut up," Maura insisted.

Jane was mortified. "Did I say that out loud? Did you really just hear me tell myself to shut up?"

Maura touched her on her arm, which only added to Jane's awkwardness. "Jane, I understood what you were telling me. Please don't be embarrassed. There's no need."

"I'm sorry I didn't bring you flowers," Jane blurted out. "I thought it was lame, but if you're into that thing, I can get some for you."

"Jane, sweetheart, calm down," Maura insisted. "I don't want flowers. All I want is you. I mean, all I want is to spend time with you."

"Then let's spend time with each other," Jane said as she pulled out of the parking lot. "I'm taking you to dinner and then we're going to my favorite place."

The girls made small talk during dinner, both of them eager for what was to come. Jane loved going to the river and she had always wondered what it would be like to go with a girl instead of Mark or her brothers. The sun had already gone down and Jane was becoming nervous about what she had planned for Maura.

The Boston skyline was already illuminated and the lights were reflecting off the Charles River. The bridge they were standing on was in a secluded area and Jane started to wonder if it was such a good idea to bring Maura there. Maura was either nervous or disinterested; Jane honestly couldn't tell.

"This is beautiful," Maura said as she moved in closer to Jane.

"I didn't think you liked it."

"I do. I'm just…cold."

Jane, what's wrong with you? Offer her your shirt. "Here, put this on." Jane handed Maura her flannel and watched as Maura put it on over her dress. The black and teal flannel completely clashed with the sunflowers on Maura's dress, but Jane knew she had never seen a more beautiful sight.

"Jane?"

"Yeah?"

"There's a reason why I didn't bring a sweater," Maura admitted. "I knew you were going to wear a flannel shirt and I wanted to feel it against my skin."

"I have a better idea," Jane began. "Let me hold you as you're wearing the shirt." Immediately after making that suggestion, Maura rested her head on Jane's shoulder. As much as Jane wanted to kiss her, she worried about Maura's reaction so she allowed herself to be content with holding her.

"This is the best idea anyone has ever had."

"I'm glad you like it," Jane told her. "This is where I come whenever I want to get away, but I don't think it'll ever be the same anymore. Now, any time I come here, all I'm going to do is think of you and this moment and how good it feels to hold you."

"I'm glad I listened to Markie when she suggested I go on a blind date with you."

"I can top that," Jane said jokingly. "I'm actually glad I listened to Mark. Mark, of all people."

"Jane, what's this?" Maura asked as she pulled a bracelet out of Jane's flannel shirt pocket.

"Just something I made last night," Jane said nonchalantly. "It's for you."

"No one has ever made anything for me," Maura told her as she ran her fingers over the bracelet.

"It's a wish bracelet," Jane informed her. "Here, let me show you." She laid the bracelet across Maura's wrist, all the while keeping her eyes on the shy facial expressions Maura was making. "I want you to make a wish. Wish for anything you want and then tell me when you're finished."

Maura paused for nearly a minute while she thought of her wish. "Okay, I've made my wish."

Jane smiled at her and finished tying the bracelet around her wrist. "You have to keep this on until the threads wear thin and it falls off. If you keep it on that long without ever taking it off, your wish will come true."

"Do I really have to wait that long?" Maura asked worriedly. "That might not be for weeks."

Jane intertwined her fingers with Maura's. The wish bracelet made of thread and small beads wasn't what Maura was used to, but it was a bracelet made by Jane and Maura was going to cherish it even after it fell off. She didn't know how long Jane would be in her life, but she knew she was going to keep this bracelet as a reminder of her first crush. "What did you wish for?" Jane asked.

"This," Maura said before pressing her lips to Jane's. They tasted a combination of Maura's strawberry lip gloss and Jane's spearmint lip balm. The flavors and textures were an unusual combination but, in that moment, it didn't matter. It was their first kiss and the girls prolonged it until they needed to pull away for air.

"Can I kiss you again?" Jane asked. She touched her lips to check for the presence of Maura's lip gloss. The remnants of her lip gloss were proof that the kiss had actually happened.

"You never have to ask," Maura reassured her. "I'm yours to kiss as many times as you'd like."