Olivia sighed as she signed her last document as the commander of the SVU; the acknowledgement that she was relieved by Lt. Declan Murphy and she was immensely relieved that it was over. She entered into the NYPD roster and signed herself out on what was now Murphy's computer. Two weeks of vacation and then a month to put her affairs in order before she left the New York for good.
She stood up tall and shook the hand of her successor and headed out the door. Murphy watched as she walked out the door and he would swear that he had seen the weight of the world fall off her shoulders. Benson had done a fine job here at the SVU but it had become clear that the job had taken its toll on her and he hoped that wherever she went that she found the peace that she so obviously needed.
He watched from the door as she hugged several officers including the brash and brazen detective Fin Tutuola.
"You take care of yourself, baby. New York isn't going to be the same without you."
She nodded and took one more look around before heading out the door.
Liv bypassed the armory and headed straight down to the parking deck. For what she wanted all she needed were her personal items that were already packed away on the bike she had borrowed. Former Detective John Munch had a friend who was selling his Harley. Liv, who had never driven a big touring bike, hadn't been interested until Munch had convinced her to come look at it. She still wasn't sure if she wanted it for herself but she said that she would see if she could sell it at LETO.
So Munch's friend had signed the title and handed it over with the assurance that Liv was one of the most honest people he knew. She had to admit it was fun, so much that she had called Jane and asked if she could ride out with her and Kate. Jane had been hesitant because of Liv's riding experience but once the older detective explained that it was a Harley that practically kept itself up, she had reluctantly agreed, more to keep her friend from riding alone than anything.
She walked across the parking deck to see the bike she had borrowed. It was a full dresser touring bike that had been modified. Its big V-twin had a powerful sound and it was clear that it belonged to an older gentleman. On top of the tour pack an Oxygen tank mount now carried a fire extinguisher that had Liv' duffle bag strapped over it.
She looked at the bike and once again reconsidered the idea of purchasing it.
She heard the roaring pipes of her friends' bikes as they smoothly glided up to her. They shut off the motors and laid them on the kickstands before they started laughing.
"Damn, babe." Jane said, "You were right, keeping it up isn't going to be an issue at all."
Kate climbed off and hugged her friend tightly before regarding the bike. "Did this thing come from Milwaukee like this or was it custom?"
"My understanding is that it's all factory and the dealer assembled it with the factory kit." Liv said as she hugged Jane.
Kate knelt down next to a dark blue Harley Davison Electra Glide Trike. "Some more chrome or maybe a little airbrushing and this would be one hell of a good looking bike on you."
"I'd like to see a set of Bobtails on the back." Jane said. "Course, I like the bobtails."
Kate glared at her, "You don't put bobtails on a dresser. You put them on our kind of bikes, roadsters."
"Our little Livy is growing up." Jane said warmly. "How's it ride?"
"Smooth," Liv said, "Little bouncy in the back."
"That's because your springs are set too high." Kate said as she looked underneath the back. "You're in luck. It's got adjustable tensioners. Guy who rode this must have weighed a ton. They're set to max."
"He was a big guy before he got cancer." Liv said, "One of Munch's friends. He's whittled down to nothing."
Kate dug in the tour pack over the rear then popped the hatch in back, "Here it is." She said proudly, holding up an odd looking wrench.
She stuck herself back underneath the rear and then some clanking echoed through the garage. "I think you're about 140, right?"
"Hey, I'm all muscle!" Liv shouted.
"Yeah and that's why you weigh 140 and can still borrow our clothes." Jane said. Eyeing the old leather chaps Kate had lent her last year and the thigh length light leather coat.
"But this looks better on me than it did on you." Liv said, eyeing the riding gear she and Kate had bought her for Christmas. "But that definitely looks better on you than it would on me."
"That's why it works." Jane said with a lopsided grin. "And those chaps definitely look better on you. Good choice with the jeans." She looked at the bike, "I think some deep blue two-tone could match those jeans pretty good."
"Don't listen to her," Kate said from the floor, "All her current outfits were picked out by me or Maura. My partner has no fashion sense at all."
Liv heard the loud clang of a wrench hitting the floor and Kate slid out from underneath the bike. She grabbed the wrench and put it back into the lower trunk and closed the tour case before rising to her feet.
"Okay." She said as she dusted herself off, "I torqued it down to about one eighty or two hundred figuring your kit would be about as heavy as ours are."
"I don't have a kit." Liv said, "This was my last day at NYPD."
Both women looked at her as if her hair just caught fire.
She smiled slightly, "I can't do it anymore, girls. I can't take the load."
"But you just got your Lieutenant's badge like a months ago!" Jane shouted.
"That's a long time to just let go, babe." Kate said. "You sure? NYPD has other departments besides SVU."
Liv shook her head, "No. I'm out. I'm rolling to LETO on a total of 45 days of vacation pay that I'm owed."
"You gonna retire?" Jane asked.
"Don't know." She said. "I've got feelers out there but I think I just might retire. Go down to Florida or the Bahamas and tend bar till I'm old and grey."
Liv opened the tour pack and pulled out a full half helmet. Not like Jane and Kate's skid lids that were barely legal. She stuck it on her head and slipped the strap between the D-rings and hooked it the way Elliot had shown her over a decade ago.
Kate looked at her, "Holy shit, I think she means it."
Jane stared at her, "You're serious."
Liv startled the bike and put her feet up on the pads. "I am."
She turned the knob and the lights came on and her radio started blaring Blue Oyster Cult –Don't Fear the Reaper. Jane and Kate looked at each other as Liv started the bike.
She revved it up and the somber mood was broken by the straight pipes that offered no real muffling of the throaty engine. Jane and Kate looked at each other again and sprinted back to their bikes.
Jane stuck an ear bud into her ear and keyed up a playlist on her iPhone and dropped it into the inside pocket of her jacket. Kate did the same as Liv slid her sunglasses on and cranked the radio volume to max.
The younger women spun their bikes around and Liv eased off the clutch and took up a space behind them.
They made it to Stroudsburg in record time and were enjoying a light snack that was actually a mountain of fries when Frankie rolled up on his Kawasaki Café Racer. Recognizing Jane's fat boy he parked near it and Liv stared wide-eyed.
"Okay so since I'm new at this," Liv said as she pointed a fry at Frankie, "should I be offended that he's parking that next to our bikes?"
"Ordinarily yes," Jane said sharply.
Kate laughed, "But you make exception when you know the person."
"If you like them enough," Jane grumbled and then added, "Frankie and Maura worked really hard to make that bike into a Café Racer. It will never be a road bike like ours but it was a great cover back when he was going into the DCU undercover buy program."
"Oh." She said, "How's that a good cover?"
Kate smiled. "Boston isn't like NYC. Coffee houses on every block and colleges and clubs. It makes sense if you've been there long enough."
"I had the same reaction until I thought about it, too." Jane said as she munched on a fresh fry. "The whole UK Café Racer is a pretty big scene back home."
She chuckled softly to herself.
"What?" Liv asked as Frankie came in the front door.
"Nothing I just remember Maura saying the Harley look is becoming passé."
Kate laughed whole heartedly, causing Frankie to spot them. "As I remember it took her all of about six seconds of sitting on the back of your bike before she changed her mind."
Jane grinned, "Oh she changed her mind alright." She blew out a huff of air at the memory.
Liv made room and Frankie smiled gratefully and plopped down next to her. "Hey, what'd I miss?"
Kate laughed, "Your sister was about to tell Liv about the mind blowing sex she had with Maura after she sat on Jane's bike."
He looked at his watch, "Oh, look at the time. Well I'm not gonna put on any miles sittin' here am I?"
He tried to get up and Liv grabbed him and yanked him down into the booth. "She's kidding. Jane doesn't talk about her sex life."
He looked at his sister and blew a sigh of relief and grabbed some fries.
With his mouth full he looked at Jane, "So I'm gonna feel kinda out of place riding by all them Harleys. Think I should, I dunno, rent one or something?"
She threw a napkin at him. "Chew with your mouth closed and don't talk with your mouth full. Damn, didn't Ma teach you anything?" She wadded up another napkin and threw it at him.
He looked at her and swallowed, "Sorry, I'm hungry. I got up too late to get breakfast and it took me forever to get out of the station."
Kate laughed, "No Frankie, you can ride out front. And if you look back enough anyone who sees you will think we're chasing you." She broke out on a laugh and clapped her hands together.
He groaned and leaned back, "Yeah, for child support knowing my luck."
Liv laughed at his comment.
"Frankie," Jane said, "Don't worry about it. First thing you need to learn is not to give a shit what other people think. You don't feel like that when you ride around at home do ya?"
"No." he said, "But that's Boston not the interstate and not Springfield. I just wanna make a good impression."
Kate looked at Liv, "For that, look in your Frankie translation dictionary for, 'I don't want to embarrass my sister that I look up to.'"
He groaned, "Is this how it's gonna be all ten days?" A waitress came by and deposited a fresh glass of coke in front of him and kept going.
Kate laughed as Jane snickered.
Liv sipped at her coke through the long curved straw she brought, "Pretty much. If you take it personal, it's going to suck. Just relax Frankie," she said. She grabbed him by his collar and yanked him over so that his back landed in her lap, the back of his head cradled by Liv's breasts as she stroked his hair. "Just relax and let go. It's all about having fun. Shhh."
He gulped, "Fun?" His voice cracked. His eyes went wide as he felt what part of her was pressed against the back of his head.
"Fun," She cooed and stroked his jaw, "Fun. Relax and let go. Can you do that?" She looked at him with smoky hazel brown eyes.
He nodded slowly and swallowed again, his nervousness completely on display.
"Good," she whispered as she tapped his nose. "Now get off my tits." His eyes widened and his eyebrows rocketed to his hairline right before she shoved him upright.
"I don't play with boys anymore."
Frankie gasped as he looked over at her. Liv was smiling from ear to ear as she sipped at her coke from a straw.
He looked at his sisters. They broke out in hysterical laughter
"You are so right, Jane." Liv snickered with a grin, "He's hilarious when he's uncomfortable."
He looked at them. Again he was the center of their amusement.
"Relax Frankie, it was a joke." Jane exclaimed. "Besides, I seen that cute little Rookie you brought over for Christmas."
"Oh, ha-ha," He said, "Very funny. And Charlie is a real sweetheart I'll have you know." He sipped at the coke gently so not to spill any.
"She is a sweetheart." Kate agreed.
Jane took a sip of her coke, "Mmm, She is a sweetie." Jane said and looked at her little brother, "She's cute as hell too. Remember her Liv? The dirty blonde girl at the Christmas Party?"
"Blue or green?" Liv said.
"Green," The partners replied in unison referring to the girl's eyes.
"Oh she was sexy as all get out." Liv said. "I was in the garage most of the night but I saw her at dinner." She rubbed a hand through Frankie's hair, "She's hot, Frankie, congrats."
"She's got that sweet thing going on but I bet she's a pistol inside." Kate said. "Frankie you better keep your eyes on that one."
"Why, you think she'd…"He looked down.
"Oh Hell no Frankie!" Jane shouted, "That's not what she's saying. She's saying pay attention to her. Listen to what she's saying and learn what she's not saying."
"A girl like that isn't always open and communicative." Kate said, "You got to keep your eye on her and know what she's feeling so she doesn't feel unappreciated."
"Then what do you mean she's a pistol?" he asked.
"I meant that she's got an easy going personality but underneath she's emotional and the more time you spend with her being yourself, she's going to let that show." Kate said.
"She's like Maura," Jane added. "Say the wrong thing and she'll cry on you and then you'll spend the next week trying to make up for it."
"Not because she wants you too," Liv added, "Because you want to."
"He's already hooked." Kate grinned again.
"When that one falls, he falls hard." Jane cautioned.
"Don't worry about it Frankie, just be yourself and pay attention to her." Kate said as she stirred her coke with her straw. "I spent a half hour talking to her at the party. She's already hooked too."
"We're just trying to keep you from making our mistakes." Jane nodded. "And I'm looking forward to getting to know her better."
He nodded and picked the last fry in the plate, "Damn, who ate all the fries?"
Liv burped unceremoniously. "Mi scusi." (Excuse me in Italian)
They all started laughing except of course Frankie.
Jane tried to contain herself enough to talk, "You want to talk about keeping an eye on a girl, watch that one." She laughed again.
Liv beamed as she dabbed a napkin at her lip innocently.
"She's a champion lunch snitch." Kate fell into Jane in amusement.
"You remember that time, when Elliot turned around to talk to Colin?" Liv said.
"Oh jeez," Jane grumbled and looked to Frankie, "Okay, so Elliot was Liv's partner and we were all sitting at the CQB pavilion when Colin came up and asked him about something that I can't remember but he turned around and in like ten seconds, Liv ganked his lunch plate and replaced it with hers and sucked down his entire coke can through a straw."
Kate jumped in chuckling, "Right, so she passes a slice of pizza to me and to Jane and she woofs down his last slice and sets the crust back on the plate. Jane and I are quietly munching and he turns around. He doesn't even look at us as he eyes his plate and then looks straight at Liv."
Frankie starts laughing as he stares at them, "So what happened?"
Liv burped again causing Frankie to turn to her again.
"What?" She said, "I'm a woman, I get gassy in my old age."
"Gassy my ass," He said and tried to drink from his empty glass. He set it down and looked at them as they started laughing again. "I never took my hand off it."
He looked to Liv, "I'm starting to wonder about that helping of Thanksgiving turkey and mashed potatoes I remember puttin' on my plate but don't remember eatin'."
She put an arm around him and whispered sweetly to him, "If you can catch me, you're paying enough attention to keep your girl."
They laughed and Frankie grinned, this was going to be fun after all.
They spent the night in a motel. To save money they all got a room together and Frankie ended up with a king size bed to himself as the other three dog piled on the other one and passed out. For the first time in a year and a half Jane had actually had a couple of beers but she stopped immediately when she started to feel it.
It was all lights out and good nights until Liv had called out to Frankie, "You snore and you won't wake up."
Half way through the night Frankie found that he wasn't alone in his bed. Jane and Kate were still asleep in the second bed, Kate on her stomach and Jane's stomach against her partners back with her head on her partners shoulder. He woke up next to Liv.
And she had stolen his blanket.
Apparently, food wasn't the only thing she snitched. He grabbed a corner and rolled over with all his strength which ended up with Liv's arm and leg thrown over him.
"Charlie's going to kill me if she finds out about this." he groaned.
"Then go back to sleep and it's our little secret." She said sleepily into his neck.
In a few seconds she was lightly snoring against his back. He sighed and decided that he was too tired to argue.
"Well that didn't take long." Jane said as she smacked her little brother lightly. He came awake to find that once again, Liv had stolen the blanket.
And his pillow.
"I am not sleeping with her again."
Kate laughed, "That's why we ended up kicking her out of our bed."
He looked over at her, cocooned in his blanket with both pillows.
"She missed her calling," he said, "She should be working at Robbery."
"Wait till you find out she stole your socks."
"My what?" he looked down at his feet, his bare feet. "Oh my god,"
Jane pulled them out of her duffel and threw them at him. "Gotcha!"
He tugged them on and got up and headed to the bathroom.
Kate listened and heard him lift the seat. "At least he's trained."
"Ma used to chase them around the house with a spatula when they didn't."
Kate looked down at Liv's feet which were poking out of the cocoon. "This is your department. I'm going to make a coffee run."
"Why is it my department?" She asked sharply.
"Because you are the only one she doesn't bite the head off of." Kate said as she stepped out.
A moment later, she heard the Harley fire up and take off.
Jane gently tugged at the feet. "Okay, Liv. Five minutes and the coffee will be here."
She tugged at the toes again and they retracted into the wrappings. The move oddly reminded Jane of Bass.
"Tell you what?" she said. "If you get up now, I'll rub your back when we get back to the hangar."
"Only if you promise to help me in the morning," She mumbled sleepily.
"Don't I always?" Jane said, "I'm the only one who loves you like that."
The blankets shuffled around and a pillow popped out of the top right before Liv's head with the worst case of bed hair Jane had ever seen.
The toilet flushed and Jane looked at her. "Back inside."
Liv pulled her head in just like a turtle as Frankie came out of the bathroom.
"Frankie, throw some clothes on and see if you can't score some snacks for Liv. Biscuits are good, doughnuts are better." She said as she stuck her hand into the blankets.
"Hey, I gave up gopher duty when I became a detective." He said as he slipped on his pants.
"Frankie you really don't want to be a part of her climbing out of this bed."
"Jeez you women and your mornings," he said as he changed his shirt. "You act like we haven't seen bed hair."
Jane reached off the bed and pulled out one of Kate's lacier bras, hoping that Frankie wouldn't notice the size difference. She held it up for him.
"She's naked." Jane said simply and dropped the bra to the floor.
He stared at her and then the lump of blankets before pointing a finger at her, "You and I are gonna talk later." He yanked on his boots and headed out.
Jane smiled as the door slammed.
"Okay it's safe."
Liv shuffled out of the blankets and what was left of her mascara had run down her face. She climbed out and shuffled around in her t-shirt and panties until she found clothes.
"That's not my bra." She said.
"It got him out," She said. "C'mon. I'll set you up with a shower."
Jane went into the bathroom and ran the water to its hottest setting; honestly she didn't know how Liv could stand it. But no sooner had she turned around to get a towel for her friend, Liv eased past her, buck naked, and climbed in.
Jane shook her head, "My fiancé would have a fit if she knew I was in a motel with a naked woman."
"She likes me." Liv grumbled.
Jane pulled the curtain closed and laid a towel on the toilet. "She likes you but she doesn't trust you."
"I don't know what I can do to reassure her." Liv said with a sigh, "Only thing I ever did was kiss you and even then, you thought I was Maura and there was a legitimate reason for it."
Jane's mind flashed back to that night. She remembered the events leading up to her breakdown but she had no recollection of Liv's care, only vague dreams of Maura. Before Jane accepted that she was in love with Maura, she denied it like she had her PTSD and her darker side. She remembered wanting to get into a cold shower after a heated conversation with Maura and she remembered not trusting her hands. The thought of Hoyt's blades an instant later combined with her emotional state triggered a harsh PTSD episode.
Since Liv's room was the closest to her own, she came running when she heard the younger woman cry out. Liv had witnessed Jane's attack and took care of her. Jane had been lost in what was part memory, part dream, where she had pulled who she thought was Maura into a kiss but it was Liv. Liv kissed her back, hoping the contact would draw Jane back to reality. It worked, Jane had left her memories and entered into the sweetest dream she had ever had. She dreamed that Maura loved her and they were a couple.
Liv had never said a word about it until after Jane came to New York and confessed that she was gay and in love with Maura. Liv merely replied that she had known for years. When Jane asked how, Liv confessed the entire night. It had taken Jane a few weeks to get past it but in the end, their friendship was stronger for it. While Kate had held her and took care of her, Liv had helped, just as Jane had for her.
That's why Jane was in this bathroom with her friend again. But this time was a bit different as Jane sat down on the bathroom counter, "Do you want to talk about it?"
Liv sighed heavily, "Not right now."
Jane nodded, "I'm here, Liv. I'm not going anywhere."
Liv stuck her mascara dripped face outside of the curtain, a sad smile on her face, "I know Jane and I love you for it."
Jane grimaced and grabbed an extra wash cloth, "Jeez, babe. You look like a raccoon." She quietly began to wipe the makeup off her friend's face. "How do you get up without me around?"
Liv ducked back in, "Slowly and with great care that I can't seem to manage lately."
Jane laughed, "I'm going to go get you some clothes."
She stepped out of the bathroom to find Kate was back. She handed Jane coffee and fresh clothes.
She sent her partner a look, thank you.
Kate nodded you're welcome.
Since three days after they met, they found that they could almost talk without speaking. It made them formidable in the CQB. After Jane had transferred to the NYPD and was partnered with Kate, that connection had grown to a conversational level. They couldn't hear each other but each could almost read the other's thoughts with a look. Their coworkers joked that they were psychic. They thought of it more as messaging. It was something that Jane's fiancé couldn't understand.
Jane headed back into the bathroom.
Frankie drifted just a bit further behind them as they rode toward Springfield. He had to admit that this was fun and he resolved himself that he was going to look in to financing a new bike. He wanted to ride right with them but as Kate had said, He didn't want to make them look bad. Suddenly he watched Jane scoot out of the pack and pull hard on her brakes. He slowed down a bit as she dropped back to him. She goosed the gas and was next to him in a second.
She rode next to him for a minute before she even looked at him. He watched as Kate too slowed down long enough to get next to him.
Jane glared at him. "Quit being a pussy. Crank it up to seventy five and hold it there!" she shouted over her bike.
Kate revved up, "C'mon Frankie, you're killing our pace."
Frankie nodded and goosed it. He eased up behind Liv and she scooted closer to the shoulder. She waved him past and he resumed his pace. Jane and Kate took positions right in front of him and a glace to the mirror showed Liv right behind him. Leave it to Jane to make sure he was welcomed.
They made it passed Cambridge, Ohio on I-70 before an Ohio Highway Patrol cruiser caught up with them. Jane looked over to see the cruiser driven by a younger man looking at her. She smiled and nodded before patting her badge.
"Pull it over, folks." The PA blared.
Jane nodded and tipped her head to Kate who led them onto the shoulder. The trooper pulled around front.
Kate groaned as she shut it off. Liv shook her head and Frankie yanked his badge out from under his shirt so it dangled on the neck chain.
Jane leaned forward resting her forearms on the handle bars.
"And we we're making such great time." Kate said.
"I don't remember having this issue last year." Jane said.
"Last year you weren't brandishing a firearm." Kate scowled.
Jane glanced at her leg, "That can't be it. I'm badged right next to it."
The trooper was tall, over six feet and he adjusted his Mountie hat before walking back to them.
He smiled nicely at Jane, "Afternoon ladies, who are you with?"
Jane passed a fast look to Kate, really? "NYPD Homicide."
"I'm her Sergeant." Kate added with a chuckle.
"And I'm their Lieutenant." Liv called out and not very happy. "You come talk to me, Trooper."
He headed toward Liv but a quick glance back to Jane told her what his interest was. He stopped alongside Frankie. He looked at the women and back to him.
"Kind of out of place in this crowd," He said after looking at Frankie's racer.
Frankie smirked at him. "At least I'm riding. You just got out of a car."
"You're not NYPD." The trooper glared. "Where are you from?"
"Boston Homicide," He said proudly.
"And you're riding with them because?" he rolled his finger.
"He's my brother," Jane called back.
"Trooper," Liv called. "On me."
He stiffened, not accustomed to being told what to do by a lieutenant from out of town and she didn't look impressed. She glanced at her watch and glared.
"You're a Lieutenant?" he said.
She pulled her badge. "That's right. Lieutenant Benson. The one on the left whose ass you just ogled is Detective Rizzoli and her partner Sergeant Beckett is on the right."
"Hey," Kate shouted indignantly, "I got an ass worth ogling." She stood up proudly and pointing it towards him.
"It's a very nice ass, Beckett." Frankie said, "I've been staring at it all day."
She plopped back down and smiled, "Thank you Rizzoli, I appreciate that."
The trooper looked at Liv who merely shrugged, "We're on vacation."
"Three ladies from NYPD with one guy from Boston, where're you headed today?"
Liv let out a huff of irritation at the trooper. "LETO in Springfield."
"Oh, that's that big cop seminar, right." He adjusted his hat again. "I heard that place is pretty fun." He put on a big smile as he looked up at Jane.
Jane caught the gaze and smirked at Liv.
"Oh for heaven's sake, Trooper!" Liv barked, "Just go ask for her number so we can get on with our ride."
He looked back at Liv who held the look of supreme irritation. Tipping the brim of his hat to her he nodded. "Yes, Ma'am."
Jane smirked at Kate, Follow me.
Kate stifled a grin. Here comes the next contestant.
He smiled as he approached. She passed a glance at Frankie; it was enough to get him to pay attention.
The trooper opened his mouth but Jane cut him off, "I'm gay."
His mouth fell open as he looked to Kate.
"It's absolutely true," she said. "I slept with her for months before we became partners."
His eyes almost fell out of his head at Kate's statement.
Frankie schooled his face before smiling, "I'll take your number."
Jane and Kate turned towards each other and looked back at him.
"What?" Frankie shrugged, "He's cute."
The Trooper's face turned red, "You folks have a nice day." He quickly paced to his car and took off.
Jane and Kate burst out laughing with Liv clapping her hands. Frankie simpered as he watched his sister nearly fall over and her partner grab her to keep her up.
Liv continued to laugh and clap, "Oh nice job, Frankie."
Kate laughed as Jane regained her composure, "That was better than the time Ryan and Esposito skipped down the hall arm in arm to get out of that sensitivity class."
Jane cracked up again and this time she looked back at Frankie. "What the hell made you say that?"
He smiled, "Liv told me to relax and flow with it. You started the gay thing." He looked to Kate, "You added to it. So I thought I'd have some fun too."
"What if he would have given you his number?" Liv asked with a grin.
"It would have looked real nice on a men's room wall in Illinois." He replied. "Or I figured you ladies knew a gay guy who'd use it."
Jane and Kate locked eyes and shouted together, "LEON!" They both started laughing again.
He looked at Liv, "Who's Leon?"
Liv smiled, "He's a gay cross dressing hooker Jane hired as a CI."
He laughed, "Damn, I wish I had gotten his number."
Jane looked back, "Liv, my brother is straight, right?"
"Hey!" Frankie shouted.
Liv looked him over thoroughly, "Yes Jane. He's completely hetero."
"Thank you Liv." Jane said as she restarted her bike.
Told you not to drink and read. :)