Picking up the pieces
At the Rizzoli-Isles household
Jane's viewpoint
When we got home, having headed off as soon as we could, Maura had told me to go take a long shower and get clean.
I'd kinda hoped that she'd come and join me but no such luck unfortunately; instead I'd wandered down to find Maura putting the final touches to a light dinner. She'd changed while I was in the shower, now she was wearing Capri pants, a light blue blouse in some filmy material over a camisole and low heeled sandals; well low heeled for Maura, only two or so inches.
I wandered up behind her, admiring her as she stood there, wondering again for the several millionth time how the hell we'd got so lucky. I loved her with all my heart and she felt the same way, despite all the things that life threw at us we were stronger than ever.
Turning, Maura smiled at me before indicating a hamper sitting on the island bench
"Dinner's ready, I thought we would have a relaxing picnic in the back yard. I smiled as I caught sight of a blanket laid out on the lawn, the idea was perfect, something casual and intimate that made the most of the good weather we were enjoying.
Maura scooped up two glasses and several bottles in a carrier and trailed me out with Jo racing round our ankles, yipping happily. It took a few moments to get her settled, while we got everything set out on the blankets. I was just opening both bottles, a white for her and a beer for me, when I saw Bass come plodding up from under some ferns down the back of the yard.
"Looks like it's a full family dinner tonight" Maura flashed me that amazingly happy smile, the one that filled me with joy, before she turned and pulled out some strawberries and assorted greenery for him.
"No reason Bass should miss out and Jo is being very well behaved" I looked over to where Jo was sitting on her haunches, eyes tracking every movement but content for the moment to wait.
"I'm sure she's just waiting for some food to be left untended for a moment, then she'll be gone and the food with her" Maura just laughed.
"Of course not, Jo has responded very well to her training, I doubt anything will be different tonight" I watched as Maura pulled out a small piece of chicken and placed it in a bowl. Jo just sat there staring at it, though I could see a quiver run through her.
"Yes Jo, food" At Maura's words Jo sprang forward and started eating. I just looked at Maura, one eyebrow lifting. Maura just gave me a very Mona Lisa smile. "She just needed some training and a firm hand" I tried to school my features into a frown, not too successfully.
"Sounds like you know just how to train the Rizzoli women" Her warm smile flashed as I dropped the mock scowl and grinned with her.
"Well Jane, I have had some experience dealing with impetuous Rizzoli's" We chuckled happily together as Maura fished out a picnic dinner of herbed chicken, salads, cheese's and fruit.
The next hour passed comfortably, it was nice, just us with Bass and Jo, the slight breeze taking the edge off the temperature. We talked about a dozen subjects, all inconsequential as we worked through dinner. I knew we were skirting sensitive topics but understood we both needed some normality to reconnect.
Finally, after putting all the leftovers and plates back in the kitchen, I lay back on the blanket and let Maura snuggle up against me, her head on my shoulder and her hand toying with the bottom of my singlet, mine wrapped around her shoulders while Jo snuggled up against my side.
"Jane, have you given any more thought about Brenda's offer to stay here in Los Angeles?" I nodded slowly.
"Yeah, I've been thinking about it, a lot" Maura just nodded, waiting to hear me out. ""I miss Boston, my family, seeing Alex and Liv each month, Frost and Korsak, Susie and Riley, going to see the Red Sox at Fenway, skating in winter, having a white Christmas, lots of stuff" I glanced across at Maura to see her looking at me, as she raised an eyebrow. "What about you?" She gave a gentle shrug.
"I miss your family and our work colleagues as well. While Boston had a lot of poor memories, the last few good years far outweigh the bad" I smiled, turning my head to kiss her temple, I knew exactly what she meant. I let my head fall back to rest on my arm where it lay supporting my head as I spoke.
"But though there's lots of things to miss about Boston, there's lots of other things we've found here" Maura nodded gently as I continued. "Ana and Natalie, Brenda and Sharon, the guys in Major Crimes…" I felt Maura nod.
"I feel the same way. I must say I enjoy the weather out here far more than Boston's winters, plus it puts some distance between us and some entirely too unpleasant memories" I nodded, my mind shying away from thoughts of Hoyt and too many other things.
"Your right, Boston's where we're from but it's not home, home's not a place, it's wherever we are" Maura just snuggled in a little closer, her hand sliding under my top to rest on my stomach as she turned her head to lay a kiss against my cheek. I turned into her and we kissed for a while, just happy to be together. Finally she pulled back a little and rested her head back on my shoulder.
We lay there for a while, not talking, just feeling close and connecting after a bad day, before Maura spoke again, her voice quiet and reflective.
"I thought we were running away from Boston, I really did, from bad memories and bigoted people and the expectations of others. But instead it turned out we running to something better" I turned my head to look into her eyes as she smiled softly at me. "Los Angeles has brought us friendship and acceptance and love and I think we belong here"
I nodded slowly, my eyes never leaving hers.
"I kinda felt that too, especially in recent weeks. I mean the Ball; that really was a bit of a turning point. I mean we were open and out there in front of everyone, but it went really well. I felt like everything was just right, out with friends, being together, no one gave us any grief, just accepted us as we are, it was really right, natural y'know?" Maura thought about it for a moment, before gently nodding.
"I really think having Anastasia and Natalie here really helped as well, they have been wonderful friends since we got here" I nodded, thinking of the nights out, the honesty and openness we'd had with them, they knew more about us than almost anyone but I knew we could trust them to always be there.
"That they have, not to mention Brenda and Sharon…" I heard Maura chuckle.
"Oh yes, I saw the faces of some of the Major Crimes members this morning, I thought poor Lieutenant Provenza was going to have a heart attack, while I was not sure if Lieutenant Flynn was shocked or disappointed" I frowned, looking at her, Flynn?
"Disappointed?" She nodded again.
"I suspect that Lieutenant Flynn carries considerable affection for both Brenda and Sharon, even though he would likely deny it" She smiled at me. "They are both quite attractive women and closer to his age" I thought about that for a moment as I looked up into the darkening sky, seeing the first stars faintly visible in the gathering twilight.
"So he's thinking he missed out?" She nodded.
"But I believe his underlying affection for them both will mean that he will be pleased that they are happy together" I nodded slowly, thinking back to the banter Flynn and Brenda had. Maura was probably right.
"I think the rest of the guys were surprised, but they'll get over it" I felt Maura's hair move under my chin.
"Brenda has been their colleague and their friend for many years; I believe that seeing her happy is the important thing, if it is Sharon who is making her happy, well they will come to accept that. I understand that Sharon's close work with the team in the past 18 months has made her far better known and accepted that she was previously"
"Yeah, they want her to be happy, if it's Sharon, well, like you said they'll get over it. It's not as if they have a choice after all, I sure as hell wouldn't want to stand between those two and what they want"
Maura was quiet for a while, I was wondering if she had drifted off to sleep, when I felt wetness on my shoulder, looking down to see tears slowly running down her face. I knew exactly what she was thinking of as I pulled her to me.
"Hey babe, no tears, everything turned out fine" Maura just pulled me closer, burrowing her head into my neck, her neck muffled.
"Oh Jane, I could have lost you today"
"But you didn't see, not a scratch. I wasn't taking any risks, I had more important things to worry about, like you" Maura just nodded.
"I know, but still…" I could feel the tears on my neck as Maura let the tension out. I just let her cry, my hand stroking and rubbing her back, giving her contact and comfort and a connection. I had to admit I blinked back a few tears, just feeling Maura's tears; I could have lost her, if Weaver's shot had been a foot closer…
Eventually I felt Maura's tears stop, her breathing evening out and then her weight come to rest a little heavier on me. I realised that she had fallen asleep, the emotion and the day having taken a lot out of her. I slid myself out from under her slowly, taking care not to wake her. I smiled gently as I noticed Jo was sound asleep as well. As for Bass, he hadn't moved so he might be asleep, who could tell? I hurried into the house and pulled the sheets down, laying out some comfy sleepwear for us both, before making my way back out to Maura.
I carefully reached down and picked up her light frame up, getting an adorable whine as she objected about the jostling, making me smile, before she snugged her head into my shoulder and drifted off to sleep again. Poor baby, the day had been hard on her too.
Carrying her into the bedroom, I gently laid her down on the sheets, carefully stripping her out of her clothes and hanging them up, knowing Maura'd be annoyed if I didn't, before gently dressing her in an oversized Boston PD T-Shirt and an old pair of my boxers, both well used, soft and comfortable.
I did the same, then moved around the house, locking everything up before climbing into bed beside her, pulling the sheet up to cover us both, snuggling up behind Maura and carefully moving to spoon her, wrapping my arm around her tummy. I smiled as I felt her unconsciously wriggle back into me. Even in sleep we needed to be together, close.
As I lay there, listening to her breathing, soft and gentle, I felt a peace and a calmness wash over me. Both were emotions I'd not had a whole lot of experience of before Maura came into my life.
I'd never expected to find my soul mate with a woman, let alone someone as perfect as Maura, but lying here with her in my arms, I wouldn't change anything at all.
The last thought I had before falling asleep was a comment Maura had made just after we'd first arrived here; that LA was the place where dreams were made. I'd scoffed at the time, but looking back I knew she was right, our dreams had come true here.
At the Romanov–Dearing residence
Anastasia's viewpoint
We'd finally escaped work. I'd had a pile of statements to give and paperwork to fill out, both for the Bureau and the LAPD, which had taken most of the afternoon. Nat had been busy managing the circus that Pope's media briefing had turned into, with Peter Collins from Tactical Response and Brenda both being badgered for interviews by reporters from the New York Times to Soldier of Fortune magazine and everyone in between. A scheduled 45 minute media conference had blown out to a 2 hour nightmare.
At least it was now over; we'd managed to bring the case to an end and given some kind of closure to the eight victims. Best of all we hadn't lost anyone, even the injuries to the two Tactical Response guys were reasonably minor, thanks to their heavy armour.
Nat picked me up from the Federal Building and we drove home together, it meant she'd have to drive me in tomorrow but it was worth it to just be close to her. We didn't really talk to much, just little gestures and touches and looks that said pretty much everything we had to. I'd given her quite a scare today and I felt like I had to make it up.
Getting home I whipped up some marinated lamb cutlets and a light salad to go with it, before we sat down over a glass of white to eat and chat. Nat was still a little subdued, not her normal effervescent self, so I felt the urge to do something a little special. We cleaned up and tossed everything in the dishwasher to wash overnight, before I moved into the bathroom and ran a shower, calling out through the door.
"Hey Blondie, c'mere" A few seconds later she appeared in the doorway.
"What's up" She paused at finding me standing naked in the bathroom, a smile spreading slowly. "Need something?"
"Yeah, I'm having a shower, wanna join me?" My smile grew as she started shucking her clothes out into the hall, away from any splashing water.
"Sounds good to me" I stepped in and waited for her to join me, before taking her into my arms and kissing her, long and slow and just feeling her here. Part of me just wanted to push her against the wall and bury my head between her thighs until she screamed and collapsed, but I resolutely pushed that thought out of my mind. As much fun as that would be, I had another mission tonight.
Instead I pulled on her shoulders and turned Natalie around, getting her to stand under the shower while I massaged shampoo into her hair, hearing her gentle purr as I massaged her scalp with my nails. Finally, having washed every strand of hair, I rinsed her off and then went back in with conditioner, repeating the process, hearing her sighs as I massaged her scalp again. I could feel her relaxing under my touch, which was what I wanted.
Finishing with the hair I grabbed the loofah and loaded it with plenty of body wash, before starting at her shoulders and slowly working down her back, gently scrubbing every inch of her. I didn't do this as often as I should and listening to Nat's happy hum as my hands ran over her I wondered why not. Mentally admonishing myself to arrange this more often I worked down her lower back and onto her ass cheeks, hearing a soft groan as I did. I had to bite down on my desire, as I considered just pushing her forward against the shower wall and fucking her where she stood, but this wasn't about me, it was all for Nat.
Kneeling, I worked down her endless legs, getting her to lift first one foot then the other as I scrubbed the soles of her feet, paying attention to her instep, getting a giggle in return as Nat was a little ticklish there. I wondered if I needed to exfoliate her heels where callouses from her high heels formed but they were soft, she'd probably done it herself in the past few days.
I finally got her to turn around and place one foot on my knee as I worked over the foot, ankle and shin; just enjoying having her under my fingers and hearing her soft sighs and groans. I swapped to the other leg before working up both thighs. As I washed her inner thighs and pussy I could hear Nat's soft moans, forcing me to resolutely stomp down on my rising libido. God, the things I do for this woman…
I looked up to see eyes of crystal blue looking down at me, soft and relaxed, but the contemplative look she was giving almost made me come undone right there. I cupped my hand to rinse her off between her thighs before moving up over her tummy, hearing a soft groan that might have been disappointment reach my ears, making me smile. Looks like I wasn't the only one finding it hard.
Slowly I lathered across her torso and sides, before gently washing her breasts. Her nipples were long and hard, and screaming out for attention but I once again stomped down on my desire and kept washing, getting a little pout as I moved up to her shoulders.
"You're very focused tonight Ana" I smiled.
"My treat" She looked puzzled.
"Whatever for?" I caught her eyes for a moment as I reloaded the loofah.
"Just cause" Obviously she decided to let it be, as she said nothing, just watching me through half closed eyes as I washed both arms, working the soap in and around her fingers and palms, getting another gentle hum of pleasure.
Finally wrapping up and turning down her offer to reciprocate, I hung the loofah on the tap and turned the water off. Stepping out I gathered several fresh fluffy towels and drew her out of the shower, enveloping her in the soft cotton and patting her dry.
"Oh Tsarina, I could get really used to this" I just chuckled at her soft and sleepy tone; my cunning plan was having the desired effect. I quickly toweled myself dry, before turning her around and towel drying her hair and then carefully running first my fingers, then a brush through her hair, straightening it out gently.
Finishing that I took her hand and led her into the bedroom, where I spread several towels across the sheets and pillows before getting her to lay face down on them. As I stood up I heard her plaintive call.
"Where are going?"
"Don't worry, I'll be right back" I'd actually had a bottle of her favorite skin care lotion resting in hot water, warming it up. Retrieving it I made my way back into the bedroom and moved to the bed, kneeling next to her.
"Missed you" Nat's voice was low and a little sleepy, just as I wanted.
"Wasn't gone long, now lie there and relax" Opening the bottle I squirted a bit into my hands, it was nice and warm. Working it over my hands I leaned forward, moving her hair out of the way as I started on her shoulders, being rewarded with a slow groan of pleasure.
Over the next hour I worked completely down her body to her toes and back again, in a combination massage and skin care treatment. Nat's moans and groans and sighs had me smiling throughout it, by the time I'd worked my way back up to her shoulders and finished working out the tension there she was a boneless mass of jelly, purring gently under my fingers.
Finally finishing, I looked to see Natalie was quickly falling asleep so I put everything away, before joining her on the bed and snuggling up close, pulling her into my arms and feeling her burrow closer.
"That was lovely Ana, so lovely…"
"I'm sorry I scared you today, I really am" I felt her nod against my shoulder before her voice came to me, soft and sleepy and warm.
"I would never stop you doing your job, you know that" I smiled.
"I know, I just knew you were worried though"
"Just promise you'll always come back to me" I buried my nose in her hair, smelling the apple scent of her products, feeling the wonderfully soft skin of her back under my fingers, both soft from the lotion.
Unconsciously I sighed in happiness, I had everything I'd ever dreamed of here, cuddling into me and making me happy just by being there.
"Always"
As I lay there I could feel Natalie dropping off to sleep, her arms and body wrapping around me like a soft, warm cover, keeping the cold and the darkness at bay. The last thing I heard was her faint, sleepy voice.
"Love you"
Pressing a final kiss to her forehead, I happily drifted off to join her in sleep.
Home with Brenda and Sharon
Brenda's viewpoint
After one of the longer day's I've had in the LAPD in a long time, I was just glad to slink out of headquarters and head back to my apartment. After that interminable press conference I couldn't wait to see Sharon. I texted her to let her know I was collecting a set of clothes for tomorrow and would be over after that and to ask if she want me to pick up take out.
I got a reply telling me all she wanted was me and to hurry home. I paused for a moment, tripping over that word, home. I knew Sharon had probably used it unconsciously but the thought of making a home with Sharon was one that should have scared me but didn't, in fact it kinda felt right.
I raced through my apartment, grabbing a change of clothes and was back in my car in less than five minutes, making the now-familiar trip to Sharon's place. I rang the bell and Sharon answered, looking relaxed in a polo shirt and running shorts, allowing me to sneak a peek at her legs, all the way down to a comfy pair of flip flops. We both leaned in for a slow and comfortable kiss, before Sharon stepped back and invited me in.
Inside I hung everything up in a closet, shucking my jacket and hanging it up next to them before kicking my shoes off and wandering barefoot out into the kitchen.
Sharon was leaning back against the bench next to the sink, waiting for me, so I grabbed another kiss before she handed me a glass of a nice red, making me smile. The kitchen was full of mouthwatering aromas.
"Hey sweetie, what's cooking, it smells great"
"The Raydor family meatloaf, my kids loved it so I used to cook it when one of them had a bad day. With raising two kids we got to eat it more regularly than I liked, but they loved it. I haven't really cooked it much since they moved out, but it felt like the right thing, the right time tonight"
I was touched, not just because of the sentiment, but cause I got to see a little more of the Raydor onion peeled, each time I discovered a little more of the complex creature that was Sharon Raydor. I loved hearing little stories like this, as she opened up.
I'd long ago decided that I wouldn't really dig with Sharon, I'd let her tell me about her life in her own time, rather than feel like she had to spill everything to me all at once. Each time she did made it special.
'I like meatloaf and yours smells wonderful, I can't wait" We stood there for a while, standing side by side, leaning back against the bench. We didn't say much but we ended up just holding hands, enjoying the closeness.
I could see why Sharon's kids kept coming back for her meatloaf; it was great, filled with all sorts of spices that made it interesting in a really good way. I happily ate my way through two small servings with vegies as we slowly worked on a second glass of wine each.
Sharon finished hers and watched me across the table, as I got a little nervous. Looking up I raised an eyebrow in question.
"Sorry about today" I felt my eyebrows shoot up, what was Sharon apologizing about?
"Whatever are you apologising for? Cause if your apologising for caring, I'm gonna be pissed"
"Today, at the scene, I should have talked to you first. I had no right to make that decision alone" I shrugged; I was actually pretty calm about it, more than I thought I would be when I'd considered how we might come out at work.
"No use crying over spilled milk, it was bound to come out sooner or later. The only surprise is you did it, I always thought it'd be me doing something silly and letting the cat out of the bag" I pulled a wry face. "Now's as good a time as any I s'pose"
Sharon contemplated me over as she gently swirled the dregs of her wine around the bottom of her glass.
"You're actually a lot calmer about this than I thought you'd be honey" Finishing the last of my vegies and feeling really well fed I sat back.
"I told you, I wanted to shout it from the rooftops that you make me so happy. I guess this works just as well" It seemed Sharon was more worried about this than me; I suppose she had more experience about the downsides of being in a lesbian relationship but for the life of me I couldn't get excited. I had Sharon, everything else paled besides that thought.
"Pope's going to give us hell about this" I chuckled.
"No sweetie, Pope will try and give us hell, but he's gonna loose" Looking back, Sharon's insistence that we talk to HR early on was proving a godsend; it took away any leverage Pope might have had. Thank god for Sharon doing things by the book.
"He can huff and puff an all, but not much else, besides, he makes a pretty pathetic big bad wolf" Sharon gave me a smile, all crinkled eyes and laugh lines.
"I never really envisioned the big bad wolf with a bald spot" We laughed happily together, just sharing the moment, god she was lovely, Sharon needed to laugh more often. I wanted to see her laugh all the time, to be the one to make her laugh.
"Mind you, he's got the whole huffing and puffing thing down pat, the old windbag" We smiled again, a comfortable feeing between us. Finally Sharon slowly pulled her glasses off and rubbed at her eyes.
"I'll have to tell my team tomorrow, it's only fair they hear it from me, given your squad knows. I don't want them to find out via water cooler gossip, they deserve to hear about it directly from me"
I nodded, as I stood up and gathered the plates. Together we rinsed everything and packed the dishwasher before ending up on the couch, before too long I was snuggled up against her with our fingers entwined. We had got around to discussing other people's reactions, laughing mostly.
"I thought Gabriel's eyes were going to pop out of his head" I shook my head at the memory, poor David. Sharon was still giggling though, which was a revelation in itself, Sharon Raydor a giggler.
"I thought Provenza was going to have a stroke, I swear no one's supposed to have a face turn that shade of red" I giggled with her as she continued. "I was hoping it wasn't though, in case someone had to give mouth to mouth…" We both pulled faces at the thought, before laughing. It was all so easy, my head on her shoulder, hers resting against mine, it all felt so very much like home.
"Buzz was just standing there smirking, but that's cause he'd kinda worked it out before" Sharon's head pulled back as she looked at me in surprise.
"Really? How?" I just smiled; I didn't want to move from where my head was resting, I was comfy.
"Natalie told me that she'd overheard him telling Michael Tao at the Ball that if we were getting on any better then we needed to change our Facebook status" Her laugh was quick and rich.
"Smart man" We sat there for a moment, before I asked something that had been bothering me for a while.
"Sharon, how open can we be?"
"What do you mean honey, you mean at work?" I nodded, staring down at our entwined fingers.
"Can we touch; hold hands, kiss and cuddle?" I felt her lips place a soft kiss at the crown of my head.
"As long as it's just us and no one's watching, yes. Otherwise we have to be professional about it"
"God, it's gonna be hard sweetie"
"I know Brenda, but they're the LAPD rules. Thank god we don't work together, otherwise they'd split us up, one of us would be moved to another division" I nodded.
"That's hard"
"On the other hand, no rules when were not at work"
"Good, cause I wanna spend all my time with you"
"So do I sweetie, so do I" We just sat there for a while, just being close, I don't know what Sharon felt, but I was feeling very warm and content, I could have lost this, out there today, never had Sharon snuggled up against me tonight. I had to say something.
"Sharon, I wanted to tell you something, I was going to tell you this morning in your office, but it wasn't the right time, I didn't feel it was something I should say then, but…" Sharon interrupted me.
"I know Brenda, I feel it too, but it's too early to say it just yet, but we're getting there" I nodded.
"We are, it's kinda scary, I've never fallen this hard, this fast ever"
"Me neither and I don't understand it" I laughed softly.
"Well, the sex is incredible" Her voice was scolding, but with a throaty undertone, Sharon trying not to laugh.
"Brenda!" I grinned.
"Well it is" We sat there for a while, just snuggling together, before Sharon spoke again, her voice soft.
"We're going to make mistakes Brenda, fight, do stupid things that hurt, but I want us to work, I want us to be…us" I swallowed, at her words and the soft, gentle tone in Sharon's voice. I pulled away and turned to face her, pulling my legs under me.
"Right now, I don't want… I can't imagine there not being an us"
"Brenda, it's too early to say it's…" I nodded; I knew exactly what she meant. "But it's obvious we need to be together, I mean we both feel it, the attraction" Her hand swung back and forward between us. I nodded again. I felt it, the need to be with her, even if we were doing nothing at all.
We were quiet for a while, just sitting there, facing each other, before Sharon spoke again.
"Now I understand what Brooke went through. I couldn't work, I spent my entire time sitting there scared that something would happen to you" I couldn't help it; I could feel tears gathering at the corners of my eyes and I could see Sharon was struggling so I just reached out and dragged her into a hug, just feeling her close. I don't know how long we were like that but I didn't care. Sharon needed this, I needed this and that's all that mattered.
Finally we pulled apart and looked at each other. I hated the sad look on her face, I wanted her to smile again, but I knew this was important.
"Sharon sweetie, the shoe could be on the other foot tomorrow, it could be me worrying and fretting 'bout you" Sharon nodded as I continued. "Lets agree that we both have careers that will put us in danger but we'll do everything we can to be safe"
"Brenda, as long as you think of me before doing anything dangerous, that's all I can ask for" I smiled.
"As long as you do the same for me, that's all I can possibly ask for too" We both smiled for a moment, before snuggling in together. I don't know how long we were like that before I pulled back a bit and looked at her.
"Sharon, earlier, I know I was saying the sex is amazing an all but…" Sharon looked at me, her brow furrowing.
"Yes honey?"
"Tonight, can we just cuddle?"
"Brenda Leigh Johnson; you're turning down sex?"
"Yeah, pathetic isn't it?"
"No honey, it's not pathetic at all" She smiled and I leaned in, getting a kiss from her
We sat there for a while, just snuggled together, feeling each other, holding each other close, it was calming and just felt so good that I didn't want it to stop. I could feel myself getting tired, the stress of the day catching up. Finally, I yawned, despite trying to smother it Sharon must have heard or felt it, cause she leaned back and looked at me.
"C'mon Brenda, lets go to bed" I realised it was earlier than we normally went to bed, and I hated to think she was doing it just cause I was tired.
"You sure? It's still early"
"Let me think, sit here and watch idiotic rom-coms and stupid cop shoes or cuddle my gorgeous girlfriend in bed? What do you think?" I smiled back at her.
"I think cuddling my beautiful girlfriend sounds really good right now"
"C'mon then honey, lets cuddle" As we got up a thought came to me.
"Sharon, what did you mean today, when you said I'd be sorry, 'bout wrecking the skirt and all" I got an evil smile.
"Oh you will be, I'm just working out a suitable punishment, something worthy, fitting and enjoyable, at least for me" She slowly winked, as I started to get a little heated.
"As long as I get to enjoy it too"
"I can't guarantee that, but I'll have fun" My voice was a whine, even I could hear it.
"Sharon..." She just laughed as we headed into the bedroom. "C'mon, give me a hint"
Stopping in the doorway she glanced back over her shoulder.
"You, me, handcuffs and toys" I paused for all of two seconds.
"I thought I was supposed to be sorry. That doesn't sound like I will be" Her voice floated back to me from through the bedroom door, amusement rich in her voice.
"Oh you will be honey, sore and sorry" I scampered through the door after her.
We didn't do as much cuddling as I thought we would, but when Sharon Raydor's in bed with you and sex is an option, you'd be a fool to say no.