Wine Tasting
A carafe of hot coffee sat on the table between Korsak, Jane, and Maura giving them each something to look at as silence permeated the air around them. After a few minutes, Korsak took a deep breath, picked up his cup, and took a long drink before setting it back down. His eyes swept over both women as he tried to digest all that they had told him. It wasn't easy to hear and he frowned at the fact that he hadn't seen it coming, especially with Jane. As he continued to look at them, he noticed the anxious looks on their faces and decided it was time to put an end to the awkward silence that had taken control.
"It all sounds like a bad soap opera from the seventies." He let out a heavy breath as he brought his coffee cup back up to his lips. He hesitated, holding the rim of the cup against his bottom lip and spoke again. "And I mean that with the utmost respect."
"This is serious Vince." Jane watched him carefully.
"Oh, I know it is." His eyes flashed with the hint of anger as he watched her as well.
"Do you?" Jane's mouth set in a grim line as she tried to contain her anger at his blasé attitude.
"It seems as if I'm probably the only one who does." His anger was evident as his expression hardened and his dark eyes grew even darker.
"What're you saying?" This time it was Maura who spoke with a soft voice as if she was afraid of interrupting the impending argument between Jane and Vince.
"What I'm saying is, that this one here…," he waved his hand in Jane's direction to indicate who he was talking about as if they needed clarification. "Made a deal with the devil instead of coming to me for help."
"Holy shit Vince…I was just a kid. I hardly knew you then." Jane jumped in to defend herself.
"I've known your family since before you came into this world kicking and screaming like a banshee. Try again." He crossed his arms and glared at her.
"I don't know what to say." Jane shook her head. "I didn't know you Vince. I didn't know I had options. I did what I thought was right to save my Pop."
"How's that working out for you?" Even as the words left his mouth he knew he had gone too far.
"You know what…fuck you Vince." Jane pushed herself up from the table and pointed at him. When she tried to leave, Maura grabbed her hand and gently tugged until she sat back down. Her chest was heaving as she tried to catch her breath.
"We're on the same side here." Maura tried to plead. "Please…,"
"I'm sorry Doc, but you're not off the hook either." Vince took a deep breath as he spoke but his expression softened. "By agreeing to talk to Paddy during an ongoing investigation could be construed as obstruction but since you've got the Assistant DA on your side…,"
"Look I know this is a shit show, and I've had a front row seat for years but I'm asking…," Jane paused and grabbed Maura's hand which was now resting on her arm. "We're asking for your help."
"I didn't say I wouldn't help." Vince's shoulders drooped in a sulk. "But I don't have to like it." He sat up straight again. "And what's this about your service revolver being stolen when you were a rookie? You're lucky to still have a job. The department doesn't take too kindly to its officers losing their guns."
"Yeah, I know." Jane said with a sheepish expression on her face. "I'm just lucky I wasn't the only at the time. You remember that rash of robberies in my old neighborhood. I learned the hard way that having a gun safe doesn't help if you don't bolt it to the floor."
"I suppose that's a hard lesson to learn." Vince's lips twitched into a small smile. "And I'm sorry Doc. It can't be easy to find out the most hated man in Boston is your Dad."
"I had a Dad and Paddy wasn't him." Maura stiffened at the comment.
"Understood." He gave her a nod of acknowledgement. "But, I'm sorry all the same."
"Thank you." Maura looked away from his sad gaze. She didn't want, nor did she need his pity.
Jane could feel Maura stiffen next to her and she gave the hand in hers a light squeeze. It had been a rough twenty-four hours since the phone call from Suzie that had changed everything. Maura never thought for one minute that Jane had been responsible for killing Colin but this new bit of evidence added another dimension to the already complicated layers of their case. It had taken Maura hours to reassure Jane that she harbored no resentment and as they had held each other later that night, Maura continued to whisper those reassurances in Jane's ear to lessen the trembling that shook both of their bodies.
"I don't know if this thing with my gun is a coincidence or if it was on purpose…," Jane bit down on her bottom lip as she tried to puzzle through her thoughts. "Maybe it has something to do with my Pop."
"It all depends on who's responsible for pulling the trigger or who ordered it." Vince put his elbows on the table and rested his chin in the palm of his hand. He was quiet for a minute as he closed his eyes before letting out a heavy sign. "Look, this old man is tired. I need some sleep before I can try to make some sense of all of this." When he opened his eyes, fatigue clouded them. "Tell Ryan I'm in." He pushed up from the table and looked down at Jane and Maura, a small smile tugging at his lips. "So, um…this…it's a thing." His smile widened as he waved his hand between the two women.
"Will that be a problem?" Maura asked in that clipped doctor tone she sometimes had.
"It would only be a problem if you had continued to dance around the fact that you two belong together." He gave a quick wink as he turned to leave. "I'm happy for you…both." He tossed over his shoulder as he headed for the front door. "I'll talk to you tomorrow Jane. Goodnight Doc and thanks for the coffee." And with that he closed the door.
"Well," Jane said as she leaned her elbows on the table. She dropped her head into her hands before taking a deep breath as she pushed her hair away from her face. "That went as good as expected."
"Did it? What did you expect?" Maura asked as she watched Jane fidget.
"I don't know." Jane shrugged her shoulders. "I guess I didn't expect him to take it personally, ya know…that I didn't go to him all those years ago."
"Why wouldn't he?" Maura seemed surprised by Jane's comment. When Jane didn't have an answer she reached over and placed her palm against a warm cheek, curling her fingers around the back of Jane's neck. "He loves you. I think you're the daughter he always wanted."
It was a truth that Jane knew deep in her heart but she didn't want to bring herself to think about it because it just opened another can of worms she wasn't ready to deal with. She gave Maura a small smile and shrug as she leaned into the touch against her cheek. "I wish I didn't have to keep it from Frost though. It just doesn't feel right."
"I know, but like Ryan said…we'll save him for a rainy day. We both know the less people involved, the better." Maura tried to reason as her thumb traced along Jane's bottom lip. She was quiet for a minute as she looked into Jane's eyes and suddenly she felt tired. "Can we put this away until tomorrow?" Her eyes stayed locked onto Janes as she leaned forward to hover her lips just inches away from Janes. When Jane nodded, Maura's face relaxed into a wide smile. "Good, because I really want to kiss you right now."
"Far be it from me to stop you." Jane said as she continued to look into Maura's eyes but before either of them could move, Jane's cell phone rang causing them both to jump in surprise. "It's my Mom…," she let out a frustrated huff.
"Well, you'd better answer it before she comes knocking on the door." Maura leaned her forehead against Jane's as they both looked down at the phone that continued to ring. "I'd hate to have her ruin my plans for you…," She said with a sexy smile.
"Ummmm, we can't have that now can we…," Jane leaned forward and kissed the tip of Maura's nose before scooping the phone up and answering it. "Hello Ma…,"
"I'll be in the kitchen getting dinner ready." Maura said as she stood up. She gave Jane's shoulder a light pat as she left her to deflect what was surely going to be an attempt at a self-invite to dinner by Angela.
"Yeah, Ma…," Jane grinned as she looked over her shoulder at Maura. "No Ma...," She couldn't stop herself from chuckling at the exaggerated way that Maura was swaying her hips. "No, I'm not laughing at you…," The exasperation in her voice was almost as dramatic as her eye roll but she still had a smile on her face at the thought of joining Maura in the kitchen.
A bottle of red wine sat on the kitchen counter next to Maura's full glass as she did her best to busy herself while waiting for Jane to finish on the phone. Her mind was on overdrive with all of the things that had happened over the last few days and keeping her hands busy was about the only thing that helped. She had put the dishes away, wiped the counters down, and was in the process of trying to decide what to have for dinner when it hit her. "Take out…," she let out a heavy sigh as she leaned against the counter next to her wine. Reaching over, she wrapped her fingers around the glass, picked it up, and brought it to her lips taking a long drink as she thought over the events of the last twenty-four hours. Yes, things were fine between her and Jane but she worried about the constant reassurances Jane seemed to need that she wasn't mad about the gun incident. That's what she was calling it whenever she thought about it, 'the gun incident.' Her biggest worry was not Jane, though…on the contrary she trusted Jane with every fiber of her being. Her biggest worry was telling Paddy about it because she knew she was going to have to eventually. When she had called Ryan after talking to Susie it was apparent that the news added more complications than any of them had anticipated. On the surface it appeared that someone was trying to frame Jane, but the question was why. And if it did have something to do with Jane, who was responsible and why would Colin be the victim?
As the questions continued to fill Maura's mind in rapid succession, she looked down at the glass in her hand and gave it a little swirl. She watched as the red liquid slowly slid down the sides of the glass with a small smile on her face.
"Nice legs…," Jane said from across the room.
"You've been paying attention to me." Maura seemed surprised to find Jane in the same room, but even more surprised by her comment.
"I always listen to you." Jane didn't move from her spot as she watched Maura continue to swirl the wine in her glass.
Holding up her glass, Maura smiled as she looked at the red liquid that continued to move around in a circle before slowly sliding down the sides again. The soft light that filled the kitchen caused the wine to sparkle a ruby red and Maura was glad she had made the choice to replace the old florescent light that had been there before she moved in. She brought the glass back down and smiled shyly at Jane. "The viscosity of this one gives it some great legs. Probably with a little more alcohol content as well." Another twirl was followed by them both watching the wine again. "It doesn't particularly mean it's a better quality than others, but it definitely has body."
"That's very interesting." Jane had a curious smile on her face as she stepped closer to Maura. "But I wasn't talking about the wine." She gave a quick wink that had Maura's cheeks going pink. Positioning herself in front of Maura, she put her hands on full hips before sliding those same hands down Maura's thighs. "This is the body…," her hands caught the hem of Maura's skirt before slipping under the silky material. "I'm interested in at the moment." Her fingers skimmed along the warm skin of Maura's legs and they both smiled at the shiver that ran through Maura's body and into Jane's.
The sensation of Jane's hands moving along her legs caused Maura to become unsteady on her feet so she grabbed Jane's shoulders for support. Fingertips left a trail of heat that scorched the tender skin along the inside of her thighs and held the promise of things to come. She couldn't help but gasp when Jane lifted one of her legs, wrapping it around narrow hips, but it was the feeling of Jane pressing her against the counter that caused her to let out a low moan. Her head tilted back exposing her neck and she closed her eyes as the flutter that had started in her stomach spread over her like a wave of warmth.
"Ummm…," Jane pressed herself further into Maura's body and dropped her lips to the long, slender neck that was now exposed to her. As her lips moved along to the hollow of Maura's throat, she smiled against the softness her mouth trailed along when she heard another moan. She used one hand on the back of the thigh that was wrapped around her hips to hold their bodies closer as she continued to press Maura against the counter.
"Wine tasting can be a very tactile sensation…," Maura said breathlessly as Jane's lips traveled along her jaw.
"Really?" Jane murmured. "Tell me more." Her voice was husky and low as she moved up to kiss that spot below Maura's ear that caused her body to shiver again.
"Well…," Maura sighed as she tried to concentrate. "Usually after you open the bottle, you smell it…," her voice trailed off as Jane inhaled deeply and smiled.
"I smell hints of strawberry from that fancy shampoo you use." Jane skimmed her nose along Maura's cheek and took another deep breath. "Now I smell spiced cherry with a touch of oak."
"That's because I just took a drink of my wine." Maura tried to explain but her brain was beginning to short circuit. "The color is almost as important as the smell." She said quickly as her cheeks colored.
"I really like this deep shade of red you're sporting right now." Jane chuckled lightly at the blush on Maura's face. "What's next?"
"T…t…taste…," Maura stuttered slightly before Jane's lips found hers.
The kiss was slow and sensual as Jane's mouth moved over Maura's in an attempt to drink in the taste of the wine that still lingered. It wasn't an intense flavor or overpowering in anyway, but Jane could still detect the spiced cherry and oak when her tongue grazed along Maura's. The feeling of velvety softness, accompanied by the sweet, heady flavor of the wine caused Jane to moan. "I love the way you taste Maura…," Jane pulled away so her mouth was hovering over Maura's. "Your lips…," her tongue traced Maura's bottom lip before she skimmed along Maura's chin and down her neck. "Your skin…," she whispered as she placed open mouthed kisses at the hollow of Maura's throat. "I need to see more." The hand that was holding Maura's leg up let go and moved to undo the buttons of her shirt.
As each button was undone reveling more and more skin to Jane's hungry gaze, Maura shifted her weight and dropped her leg back to the ground. She moved her hands from the broad shoulders in front of her around to the back of Jane's neck allowing her fingers to slip through long dark hair. Looking down to watch Jane's hands push open her shirt to reveal the black, lacey bra she was wearing caused the muscles in her stomach to twitch. She let out a soft sigh, tilted her head back, and closed her eyes as Jane's fingers mapped out the soft curves beneath them. The feeling of Jane's hot mouth moving along her collarbone to the valley between her breasts caused her to gasp. Jane didn't undo her bra but kissed the exposed skin just above the material that kept her mouth from touching more skin. She was almost breathless as Jane continued down her body, kissing her way to her belly button where her tongue dipped then slowly circled causing another gasp to escape Maura's lips. When she realized what Jane's intention was her eyes flew open and she looked down to see Jane kneeling in front of her, kissing the skin just above her skirt. Heat rushed through her body at the anticipation of what was to come and she continued to run her fingers through Jane's hair in an attempt to anchor herself so her shaking legs didn't give out on her.
Jane sensed that Maura was unsteady on her feet so she reached up and took the hands that were buried in her hair and interlaced their fingers together. She held tight as she guided Maura's hands back to the counter before she spoke. "I'm gonna need you to hold on tight…," she said letting go of Maura's hands as she pressed them against the edge of the counter. It wasn't until she was sure Maura was steady that she returned to her silent worship of the skin beneath her lips but this time her hands moved to the hem of Maura's skirt. As her mouth continued to trace a pattern along dips and curves, her hands moved higher until her fingers hooked the waistband of Maura's panties before sliding them down her legs. She carefully lifted one foot and then the other to free the black, lace that matched the bra. Glancing up, she raised an eyebrow at the sexy smirk on Maura's face. "I thought you saved these for special occasions?" She smirked back as she slipped the lacey material into the back pocket of her jeans. When Maura didn't answer, she glanced up again to find a serious expression looking back at her. There was a deep look of concentration on Maura's face, one that indicated she was ready for Jane's next move. Without breaking eye contact, she moved her hands back to the hem of Maura's skirt before bunching it up and pushing it higher. When the material reached the tops of Maura's hips, Jane had to look. She had to see how ready Maura was, how much she was needed right where she was at that moment. Leaning forward, she allowed her lips to skim the inside of Maura's left thigh before moving to the other and smiled when she heard Maura let out a shaky breath while she lingered at the soft skin just below the apex of Maura's legs.
"The funny thing about teasing...," Maura hissed through clenched teeth. "Is that it usually comes back to you tenfold."
"You think I'm teasing you?" Jane inquired as her mouth continued its torturous exploration of the inside of Maura's thigh. "I haven't even started yet." She said as she gently skimmed her teeth along tender skin before using her tongue to soothe the trail of fire she had paved. Her fingers moved down along one of Maura's legs to her ankle and then she lifted it over her shoulder. Looking up at Maura, she was greeted with a surprised expression. "Just make sure you keep a tight hold that counter there." She nodded towards the hands that now had a white knuckle hold on the counter. Lifting her hand, she placed it on the outside of Maura's leg and turned her face to the inside of a trembling thigh where her lips continued their journey along soft, milky, white skin. But she still didn't move higher to the place she knew Maura wanted, needed her most. She felt powerful and in control, and it was intoxicating. 'Who needs wine when I've got Maura…,' she thought to herself.
With her hands firmly planted along the edge of the counter top, Maura closed her eyes in an effort to enhance the sensation of Jane moving along her skin alternating between lips, teeth, and tongue. The blaze of a slow growing fire was beginning at the pit of her stomach as the relentless teasing continued but she wouldn't have it any other way. The anticipation was almost as sensual as the climax in her book so even though her body was impatient for more, her mind was enjoying the slow pace that Jane had set. But when she felt the whisper of warm breath brush against where she needed Jane the most, her body betrayed her and her hips jerked towards the source of the pleasure that continued to tease her.
"Patience Dr. Isles…," Jane whispered against Maura's exposed thigh as she moved in closer. She could feel the muscles in Maura's stomach quivering under her hand with the anticipation of what was to come next. When Maura let out a frustrated groan, Jane knew it was time to stop teasing. Lifting her eyes, she peered up at Maura through dark lashes just before she lowered her head and leaned in for her first taste. The swipe of her tongue caused them both to moan.
"Oh God…," Maura's voice faltered as she griped the counter top harder. Her whole body surged forward in an effort for more contact but Jane had mercy on her and pressed harder seeking a deeper connection. She couldn't stop herself from reaching down with one hand to thread her fingers in Jane's dark hair as soft, measured strokes set the pace that her hips tried to match. Slow and steady was the name of the game Jane was playing and it caused Maura's breathing to quicken. Looking down, she could see dark eyes peering up at her and it was almost her undoing. Her mouth dropped open and her eyelids fluttered when Jane's tongue pressed harder and moved faster brining her closer to the edge. The fingers that were tangled in Jane's dark hair tightened their grip as Maura's body took over. Lifting her other arm, she covered her eyes with the back of her hand and struggled to catch her breath. Her skin was flushed with the heat that was racing along her skin by what Jane was doing to her. The need to feel more, to take all that Jane was offering pushed Maura to her breaking point as she began to rock back and forth…faster and faster until everything around her began to disappear except for the feeling of Jane's mouth moving against her. The sensation of something building deep within her, something that needed to be released, started at the tip of Jane's tongue and spread throughout her body like a wild fire scorching everything in its path. The hand that had been covering her eyes flew out over the counter knocking the empty bottle of wine over…or was if full…Maura didn't care, all she cared about was the pleasure that was lifting her up, high above the precipice she was about to fall into. "Oh my God, Jane…," her voice was quivering.
Hearing Maura's voice, saying her name with the reverence of a whispered prayer almost distracted Jane-almost. She could feel Maura's body as it moved against her, seeking that final release because it was so close. Having this much control made Jane dizzy with power but nothing could compare to the response Maura's body had to her touch. Now that was power, knowing she was responsible for this pleasure that flowed between them like an electrical current. The fact that Maura was giving herself without restraint was the most beautiful thing Jane had ever experienced in her life. So, she closed her eyes and held that image in her mind as she set out to bring Maura over that brink.
The culmination was coming and Maura tried desperately to hold onto the pleasure that surged over her like a tidal wave because she wasn't willing to let go yet. This connection was too deep to release, too intimate for her to give up at the moment but her body was too willing to take the plunge. She could feel Jane shift to bring her closer and she gasped as she finally gave in, doing her best to seek the gratification she knew was just on the other side. The moment had come for her to let go and she accepted it without question, without reservation as she pushed herself further. Her fingers held tight as they tangled in long, dark hair as she held Jane against her. And then, in the blink of an eye it happened. The flood gates opened causing Maura to arch her back and stiffen as wave upon wave rolled over her taking her breath away. She closed her eyes and watched the shattered remains of bright, white light rain down on her, showering her with a warmth that spread through her like nothing she had ever experienced before as she called out Jane's name over and over again.
Jane knew the moment that Maura had let go. She could feel the tremors beginning in the legs that were wrapped around her. Thighs clamped tightly around her head as Maura pressed for more and she almost winced at the firm grip of fingers in her hair but she didn't stop. She couldn't stop. Maura was almost there. And then there it was, that unguarded moment she had been waiting for where Maura lay bare and open before her eyes. Without hesitation, Jane took it all…every shiver, every tremor, and every wave of pleasure that moved over Maura's body as she arched her back and stiffened as she came undone. But it wasn't enough for Jane as she greedily took what she could, drinking in all that Maura had to offer. It wasn't until she felt Maura's fingers loosen in her hair and her body shake that she slowly pulled away. She had a satisfied smirk on her face when she looked up at Maura who was still trying to catch her breath.
"You are so fucking beautiful when you give yourself over to me like that." Jane pulled herself up to stand in front of Maura. Wrapping an arm around Maura's waist, she held tight to steady the shaking body leaning into her.
Maura slipped her arms around Jane's middle and buried her face against the hollow of Jane's throat as she struggled to catch her breath. Words had once again failed her as the trembling in her body continued. A slow moving tingling sensation followed by warmth was spreading over her finally bringing the shaking under control, but she still felt weak and unsteady. She could feel Jane's chin resting on top of her head as she snuggled closer.
"You okay?" Jane murmured against the top of Maura's head, concern lacing the question. She smiled when she felt Maura nod. "That good, huh?" Again Maura answered with a nod as Jane continued to hold her.
For what felt like an eternity, they stood in each other's arms silently enjoying the afterglow of the moment before Maura finally pulled away far enough to look up. "How do you do that?" She asked, her eyes brimming with emotion.
"Um…you want me to draw you a diagram?" Jane tried to joke but turned serious when she saw the way Maura was looking at her.
"You make me feel things…things no one has ever made me feel. You know how to touch me, how to kiss me…how to shatter my control. Because of you, I'm a quivering mass…almost unable to stand on my own two feet." Maura reached up to brush a stray hair away from Jane's face.
"It's just sex Maur…," Jane tried to reason but as she said the words, even she knew they weren't true.
"No, not with you…never with you." Maura ran the backs of her fingers along Jane's cheeks before bringing her finger to rest at the dimple in Jane's chin. "I don't know if I can explain it but there's this connection between us. It's like for one brief moment in time we merge and become one. What we share goes beyond the physical pleasure…which is off the charts I might add."
"I know…I feel it too." Jane caught Maura's hand before she could move and brought it up to her lips to place a kiss on the back of each finger. "And, like a fine wine…we only get better together as time goes by." She winked as she reached over the counter to pick up Maura's wine glass. Bringing it up to her lips, she took a sip and smiled. "Ummm…tastes good, but you taste better."
"You have no shame." Maura laughed as she leaned in to kiss Jane's slightly parted lips. She smiled against the feeling of Jane's tongue as it brushed against her own, the same tongue that had given her so much pleasure before and that flutter of arousal started to grow deep within her again, seeking an escape. But just as suddenly as it had started, it disappeared with the ringing of the doorbell. "Really?" A scowl creased her forehead and she frowned. "I was my turn…,"
"We can just pretend we aren't home and sneak upstairs." Jane pressed herself against Maura again and nuzzled at the slender neck that lay exposed to her as Maura tilted her head back. The haze of the moment had them both forgetting the doorbell as Maura's hands slipped up and under Jane's t-shirt to explore the warm skin and taught abdominal muscles underneath. "Ummmm…that feels good." Jane murmured into Maura's ear where her lips had moved but before anything else could be said or done, the doorbell rang three more times in rapid succession followed by an impatient pounding.
"Come on Janie…I know your home. I just talked to Ma and she said you were." Frankie's voice hit them both like a bucket of cold ice water. "My TV broke and the Sox are playing. Come on…let me in. I brought beer." He begged from the front porch.
"You let him in and I'll go take a shower." Maura rested her forehead against Jane's chin as she tried to steady her breathing.
"What about dinner?" Jane took a deep breath as she tried to catch her breath.
"Order a pizza and don't forget to get me one with mushrooms." Maura started to pull away from Jane but stopped and gave her small smile. "Oh, and this isn't over. I've got plans for you later. I owe you for all of that slow teasing from earlier."
"I'm looking forward to it." Jane gave a sexy smirk and placed a quick kiss to Maura's cheek as they went in opposite directions.
"Janie…come on! It's already the second inning…let me in!" Frankie shouted again.
"Alright, alright. Keep your pants on." Jane shouted back. She stopped by the small guest bathroom in the foyer for a quick check in the mirror and to wash off any evidence of what she and Maura had been doing before they were interrupted. When she finished washing up, she quickly ran her fingers through her hair and smirked at her reflection.
"J-a-n-i-e…," Frankie exaggerated each letter as he continued to beg for Jane's attention.
"For fucks sack Frankie!" Jane strolled to the door, pulled it open, and frowned at him.
He had a guilty look on his face as he held up a twelve pack of Blue Moon. "I brought your favorite beer."
"Gimme that…," she tried to keep the frown on her face but cracked under his pitiful, puppy dog eyes that gazed at her. "Come on." She tilted her head towards the living room and the big screen TV Maura had mounted on the wall. "Let's order some pizza's."
"Have I told you that you're my favorite sister?" He smiled at her as he stepped inside the foyer and shut the door behind him.
"I'm your only sister." Jane smirked and turned around to lead the way.
"Um…are those yours?" Frankie stopped and pointed to the black lace that was hanging out of the back pocket of Jane's jeans.
Instinctively, Jane reached back, pulled Maura's panties out of her pocket, and looked at the black lace material in her hand. Her laughter took Frankie by surprise and his face reddened when Jane shook her head indicating they weren't hers.
"Did I…um, interrupt something?" He stammered as he watched her put them back in her pocket.
"If you had shown up five minutes earlier I would have to say yes…but as luck would have it…," she said with a wink and a smile before pausing. "Well, luck didn't have anything to do with it."
"I really don't need to hear this." Frankie rolled his eyes as he pushed past Jane in an attempt to get away from the conversation.
"Hey, you asked. I was merely answering your question." Jane lifted the box of beer bottles to rest on top of one of her shoulders as she followed Frankie. "Oh, and thanks for the beer."
"Your welcome. I figured the only thing Maura would have to drink was wine and I know how much you love wine." The sarcasm was obvious as he glanced over his shoulder with a grin.
"Well, I don't know…it's starting to grow on me." Jane chuckled at her own private joke as she licked her lips, tasting the lingering traces of red wine and something uniquely Maura. "But you're right, somethings do taste better than wine. I can definitely attest to that."