Author's Note: A multi chapter Rizzles vacay fic!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Characters and rights belong to Tess Gerritsen, TNT and Janey Tamaro.
Chapter Two.
"I saw you speaking with a man while you were getting coffee, what did the two of you speak about?" Maura gently asked Jane and she smiled softly.
Jane looked to Maura and rose her brow a little, "You saw that?"
"Of course I saw that." Maura smiled and nodded a little, "I couldn't take my eyes off you." she eventually admitted, blushing as she glanced at Jane. She smiled up at Jane and nodded, letting Jane know that she was indeed telling the truth.
Jane of course, blushed at Maura's statement, "Oh…" she remarked.
Maura gave a giggle then, as she saw Jane's apparent embarrassment with her comment before she then spoke up once again, "Jane, you didn't answer my question." Maura smiled innocently to her partner in crime, "What did the two of you speak of?"
The Detective swiftly cleared her throat before she spoke, "You." and she swigged back some of her hot beverage, looking away from Maura and avoiding eye contact.
"The both of you spoke of me?" she asked, tilting her head at Jane before she smiled softly, trying to capture Jane's attention back on her, "Jane, why are you embarrassed at that?"
"Because, that guy was getting a hard on…!" Jane exclaimed, a little louder than she intended to do so and the entire area that the two were seated in turned around to look at Jane who hid behind her steaming coffee cup as she looked down to the floor, blushing profusely.
Maura just closed her eyes briefly and she shook her head, in an obviously unimpressed motion before she sighed heavily, as a mother would do when losing her patience with requesting her child not to do something for the twentieth time in a row. Ever since Jane and Frankie had been victims of the Boston PD hostage situation, Maura had changed and become more maternal towards Jane. She had obviously picked that up with hanging out with Angela a lot at the hospital, when she and the Rizzoli's father, Frank weren't fighting or arguing at Jane's bedside.
"Everybody's staring, aren't they?" Jane asked Maura after a few seconds since the Doctor hadn't spoken up. She just received a nod from the Medical Examiner before she groaned a little and slumped further down in her chair, her eyes trained on Maura still.
"Yes." Maura nodded, "Yes, they are."
"Great!" Jane groaned again and shook her head as she tilted her head back to look up at the corrugated iron ceiling way up high above her head. She flared her nostrils and she then whipped her head back so she was eye level with Maura's eyes and she frowned deeply, "Why is it whenever I'm with you, I embarrass myself?"
"That, I don't know, Jane. Though, popular hypothesis often indicate that hormones that work in conjunction with the brain to determine crushes and lust in situations, often tend to create a sudden bout of clumsiness or states or nervousness in beings." Maura nodded, in her usual flair as if speaking just about the local weather forecasts or about a flower she'd spotted on a stroll through the park.
"Maura!" Jane, as usual, got annoyed with all of Maura's medical terminology and had switched off until she heard the words lust cropping up in the sentence that had left the Medical Examiner's lips. Ever so lustfully…or so Jane thought.
"Yes, Jane?" Maura smiled innocently, and Jane couldn't figure out if she actually had no clue what she was doing to her or she knew and was feigning innocence in the presence of other's around them in the departure lounge.
"Stop it." Jane quickly shot to her.
"Stop what?"
"You know what you're doing, Maura."
"No, I don't." Maura swiftly replied and looked to her, blinking quite wildly, "You could share…" she suggested to the Detective and added a raised brow to her innocent smile before she turned it into a smirk and lifted her own coffee cup before she flashed her pearly teeth to Jane.
Jane glared, seemingly unimpressed at Maura's expressions and actions, "You do know!" she quickly hissed, "So stop it Maura. Stop it!" Jane then lowered her voice and she leaned towards the fair haired Medical Examiner, "Or I may have to jump across this table and do something we may regret being captured on airport security…" it was then Jane's turn to smirk as she saw Maura's face drop and her cheeks flush.
"Jane…" Maura's throat seemed to dry out, as though she'd encountered a swift drought in her vocal cavity, "Please…" she swallowed again to try and aid her speaking, "Please don't tease me…at least not until we get to Cuba."
"Oh, you really don't like it, do you?" Jane smirked, her tone still low as she locked eyes with Maura, her eyes darkening with desire as she watched Maura's cheeks flush. Flushing as they often did when she was pleasuring the doctor in their bedroom, hearing her cry out and push her fingers through Jane's raven locks as she moved her head between creamy thighs.
"No, no I don't. Jane, please don't." Maura rasped.
Jane smirked, "Well, maybe next time you'll rethink teasing me until I'm on the verge of tears. Now, I'm not complaining but, I just think I have to give it back to you in some shape or form, right?" Jane smirked and gave Maura a quick wink.
Maura swallowed before she bit her lip, her heart rate increasing as she watched Jane before she let her eyes roll back in their sockets as she felt Jane's palm skim over her thigh, heading to the hem of her skirt so she could slip her fingertips under the material and touch Maura's skin, setting it on fire with her touch.
"Jane…" Maura moaned and bit her lip before she pushed her hand forward and knocked over her coffee, she leapt up, "Oh gosh!" she hissed and looked to Jane, slightly alarmed.