Hot Air
It had been a long day for Detective Jane Rizzoli. Between finding out Hoyt had likely played a hand in the murder of a "released" prisoner, Cavanaugh being an asshole about conducting a search in West-Gate for the Wilson's case from 2005, to the press insinuating that she was not doing her job as a Detective to solve this murder; she had just about had it. Although the Wilson's case was cold the evidence as of late showed a major connection between the two cases the Detective was determined to get to the bottom of it.
"Eagles, West-Gate, leaves, white velvet—Where are they?" Jane mumbled to herself as she paced the floor of her dimly lit apartment. She was at her wits end with this case; she was so exasperated that it made it hard to think. She continued to pace replaying what Hoyt had told her over and over again, trying her hardest to find a deeper meaning to the simple words.
Maura had been trying to review articles as the tall olive skinned woman stalked back and forth wearing tracks into the carpet. The doctor pinched the bridge of her nose attempting to concentrate, between this case and Jane's incessant pacing she was on edge.
"If you over secrete glucocorticoids you won't be able to think. Just try to relax," she suggested looking up at the tall woman wearing a grey black sleeved baseball raglan and a pair of jogging pants that fit snug to her frame. Maura's breath hitched at the sight. The woman who stood before her was gorgeous even in lounging clothes she was absolutely breathless. Maura tried hard not to stare at that toned ass as the Detective's hips swayed back and forth while she paced.
"Oh yeah, sure," Jane rasped, "I know, why don't we take a midnight hot air balloon ride?"
Maura smiled at the Detective's sarcastic tone, "I thought it would be a unique experience, okay. Okay, but that's fine. It's alright. You know, just save me a lot of agony and tell me what you want." Maura put down her articles and picked up her coffee proceeding to take a sip as she turned her full attention to the Detective.
There was a long pause. Jane was submersed in thought as she looked at Maura. The woman she flirted with daily and had slept with on certain occasions–though not intentional and in the most innocent intentions of the mannerism—had asked her to tell her what it is that she wanted the most for her birthday.
It was undeniable that she was attracted to this woman; she was absolutely beautiful and captivating from the way her honey blonde hair cascaded down to rest on her shoulders, to the cute Google-mouth thing she did, to how those hazel eyes twinkled whenever she looked into them, and that beautiful smile—that was now fading. Shit, Jane hadn't realized she'd been staring.
"I…u—uh…" Jane stuttered nervously.
"Jane, are you feeling okay?" Maura asked as she set her cup down on the coffee table shuffling over to Jane placing the back of her hand to the taller girl's forehead. "You're not running a fever, but you're flushed. I think you're over thinking this case too much," Maura pulled Jane into a hug rubbing her back attempting to comfort her. Jane's words were still caught somewhere deep within her throat, she could feel Maura's supple breasts pressed against her as well as the warmth of her body and the intoxicating smell of her hair. Jane shuddered, which she was sure Maura had felt, trying not to moan as her senses went into overload. Jane hadn't even realized that she was just standing awkwardly held in Maura's embraced until the short woman pulled back, Jane missed the contact. Maura looked at Jane with embarrassment and confusion written on her face.
Jane swallowed thickly as she tried to speak, "I—I'm fine."
Maura looked into Jane's face not utterly convinced of the Detective's state of being.
"How about we just call it a night, Jane," Maura turned to put up the files she had previously been reviewing and packed up her laptop. She then stood and smoothed out her skirt turning to Jane who was still standing in the spot she had been with a very much shaken look on her face. Jane realized she hadn't moved or even much said a word, she attempted to place a stoic expression on her face, "Y—yeah, okay. I'll walk you to your car."
The two women reached the Doctor's car, Maura placed her bags on the ground and popped the trunk as she bent over to retrieve the bags Jane couldn't help but stare. Trailing her eyes down from the round firm round mounds below Maura's back and down those shapely legs. Maura's legs looked divine in those heels, her calves toned and very much in shape.Oh, the things I'd do t—Wait am I really checking her out? It wasn't the first time Jane had checked her friend out, but it was the first time it had spurred sexual thoughts. Jane was so engrossed her thoughts that she hadn't realized Maura had finished putting away her bags and had been speaking to her.
She was closer than before Jane could feel the heat emanating from her and smell that intoxicating smell of hers "Jane?" she waved her hand in the Detective's face, "Hello? Earth to Jane."
The Detective shook her head, blinking as she looked down at Maura who smiled gently, "Uh yeah? I'm sorry I zoned out."
Maura reached up and placed her hands on the side of Jane's face pulling her down to her. Jane's breath hitched and she closed her eyes, half expecting Maura to close the distance and connect her lips to hers.
Maura tilted Jane's head down and kissed her forehead. "No wonder you don't like hot air balloon rides, there's enough hot air up here," Maura tapped Jane's forehead playfully smiling at the brunette. Jane looked down at Maura as she released the breath she didn't know she'd been holding. "Wait…" Jane cocked her eyebrow smirking at Maura, "did you just make a funny?" Maura blushed smiling sheepishly at Jane.
The doctor stepped to the driver's side of the car getting in, "Jane, promise me you'll get some rest," she admonished the tall girl seriously.
"Yeah, yeah," Jane gave Maura a playful smile causing her cheeks to dimple. Maura loved that smile. They said their goodbyes and she watched as the tall gorgeous woman walked back into her building before driving off into the night.
