Red Hearts

Chapter 14 (Lisbon)

Disclaimer: I'm not Bruno Heller because I understand that false shipper hope rips apart souls, and I care enough to heal your soul with JISBON. :)

I'm really, really sorry that I haven't updated in four months. I won't waste your time with excuses, but instead here's another chapter... So enjoy! And I promise to not do this to you ever again!

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My mind.

Has been blown to pieces.

It's like my mind is a crystal, and it just imploded, then exploded, and then all of the little pieces showered around Jane and I, encapsulating us in a sparkly haven of joy, impossible to break out of, like we are magnets, drawn to each other, incapable of doing anything but closing the gap between us, over and over again.

I know that I could be thinking about how monumental this moment is, or how fantastic Jane is at kissing, but I can't think beyond one simple word, which swirls around me and through my mind over and over again, as I experience heaven.

Jane.

I can hardly believe what's happening, and for once in my life, I allow him to take control, manipulating my mouth and my mind, controlling my every move as usual. But for once, it doesn't anger me that Jane is in charge. I just let go, loving every second I spend with this wonderful man kissing me.

But, eventually, I become mentally aware enough to realize one fact, which consequently makes me break off the kiss immediately.

I am at work.

I take my hands, which were previously on my lap, doing nothing (like I said, Jane is a mind blowing kisser) and I push Jane off of me, gasping. I try to look away to compose myself, but I can't even take my eyes off Jane's face. What is happening to me? I also discover that it takes all of my strength to keep me from launching myself at him and kissing him senseless like he did me. My body is buzzing, and I can't really form complete thoughts, but I notice that Jane takes all of three seconds to compose himself, which for him, is quite a bit, though he is almost immediately grinning at me. "Haven't you ever been kissed before?"

I'm still gasping like an idiot, so I swallow and try to smirk back. "Yes, but not THAT badly."

Jane's face shifts from arrogant jerk to mock protest. "Hey! That hurts!"

I'm still breathing hard, but quickly regaining control of myself. "What were you thinking? We're at work! Do you have any idea how badly that could have ended?"

He wiggles his eyebrows. "Why'd you stop me? Do you have any idea how well that could have ended?" He smirks.

I can feel my face flush bright red. "Shut up! I have to go before the team shows up, I have to get home, I have to change!"

Jane leans forward, and kisses me gently on the cheek, testing my restraint to an unbelievable level. Time stops for a moment, and I can't help but to grin. "That's my girl," Jane whispers in my ear. "I'll see you later," he whispers even softer. Jane pulls away, and I stand stunned, struggling to stay upright, when I realize that I need to leave, and I head for my car, my head spinning as I try to make sense of what just happened. I'm trying frantically to keep the thought of Jane's skilled, soft lips out of my mind, but somehow they stay with me as I feel my heart lift, and I walk down the hallway, where I see Rigsby, Van Pelt, and Cho get out of the elevator. I know my lips aren't too swollen since Jane and I didn't kiss long, but I can't shake the feeling that my appearance is betraying the kiss to them. Nevertheless, I smile at them. "Good morning, guys! I... Uh... I'm out of coffee, so I'm gonna go, uh, get some." Pathetic, Teresa, pathetic. Too cheerful. Pull it together. "You guys can start on the paperwork from the Milton case, then work on our PR crap. Got it?"

"Yes, boss," they respond together, though I can't help but notice their eyebrows are raised a bit.

"Good. Get started!" I say and continue walking to the elevator.

Everything is normal.

Not.

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