Digging up old memories

Chapter 25

Jane's POV

"So, I'm curious about something," Jane asked later that evening as he was driving her back to her hotel.

"What?" she said squeezing his hand at the same time smiling at him.

They both couldn't stop smiling at each other. Being at the Rigsby's tonight had been torture because all he wanted to do was hold her and they had to go through all the motions of a social evening before they could leave after a reasonable time. His goal now was to get to the hotel as soon as possible so he can give her the proper attention that he couldn't with an audience or while driving.

"How did this little miracle of ours come to be..." he asked casually. She'd said she was on birth control and so he was curious.

"Oh well... you see... when a man loves a woman and they participate in the physical expression of that love-" she said giggling and poking him in the arm.

"Please... go on," he said, calling her out on her little joke. He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it. "Tell me exactly how I got you pregnant."

He cast a look her way, excited at the prospect of having her cornered and wishing he could watch her face as she squirmed.

"Hmm... were to start," she said.

That surprised him.

The corners of her lips turned into a wide smile and he realized too late that he gave her the upper hand in this little game he had just started, and she was going to play him. He waited for her next move.

She leaned in his direction, let go of his hand and put her hand his thigh. She then started stroking it slowly as she described the sensation of him moving inside her during their lovemaking and he gripped the wheel realizing that he'd taken his little game too far while he was driving.

"Okay, okay, I surrender. You win," he said flustered and uncomfortably hard as a rock. And judging by the hot look she'd just gave him he could tell she was as just as turned on as he was.

As if to punish him, she stroked his erection through his pants ripping a moan from his throat and she giggled.

"I guess I deserved that," he said, trying desperately to regain control of his libido so he could concentrate on driving them safely back to the hotel.

"You did... but if you were really asking about how I came to be pregnant while on birth control... I can answer that for you," she added sweetly.

He shrugged. "I am curious."

She cocked her eyebrow at him and smiled.

"Everything got mixed up when we caught that case that morning. My go bag at work was months old and had an empty pill pack in there... I thought I was done for the month and would resume in a week as usual. When I got to D.C. and was unpacking, I found a half-used blister pack in the bathroom boxes. I screwed up," she said smiling loving at him and hugging her belly. "Best mistake I ever did."

"You know... we'll need to add Cho's name as a namesake... if it weren't for him, there would be no baby," he said seriously. "It would be easier if it was a boy. Do you know yet?"

"Yes... I do," she said with a big secretive smile.

"And..." he said expectantly.

"I think we should wait until we get back to the hotel," she said.

He was trying to get a look at her while he drove, but it was more important not to crash than know the answer right away.

As he walked her to her room, he was teasing her, trying to find out the gender of the baby. But she was being elusive – better at deception he found, because the words girl or boy was getting him the same reaction.

She opened the door and let them in. Now that they had privacy, the gender question evaporated in his brain and was replace with his strong need to touch her. He pressed her gently up against the door and kissed her passionately.

"Humm... I've missed you like crazy," he said. "How long do you have this room for, hm?"

"Check out is tomorrow morning," she said breathlessly between kisses.

"That won't do," he said as he returned his attention to her neck.

She tasted and smelled so good and it had been so long, 6 months actually, that he was having trouble slowing down. He stroked her swollen belly and felt a wave of happiness wash over him. He stopped his ministrations and waited for her to look at him. Her eyes were clouded with lust and he smiled at her remembering his purpose from just a few minutes ago.

"Boy or girl," he said – hoping she'd reveal the answer with her eyes and he could resume his attention on her body.

She smiled wickedly and led him by the hand to the bed. She pushed him into a sitting position on the edge of the bed and he pulled her into his space. He wanted to see her belly and he pulled up on her tank top to reveal it. He rubbed it with both his hands and kissed it. She spread her fingers through his hair and smiled down at him. He then leaned back on his elbows and waited for her make the next move.

"I finally have the upper hand here, don't I?" she said teasingly. "The great Patrick Jane has no idea."

"None. Did the D.C. branch send you to some deception classes?" he said feeling clever.

"Nope!" she said. "What to do, what to do? Do I make you wait and suffer, or do I tell you now?"

"You're a teasing minx... if you won't tell me now, I do have ways of my own to get your confession," he said suggestively.

"Ooh... I think I'd enjoy that!" she said and started stripping her clothes off while he watched. "Is that a promise?"

He was captivated by the sight in front of him – pregnant Teresa was sexy and beautiful. She did a little spin for him and his erection jerked painfully in the confines of his pants. She walked back to the space between his legs at the edge of the bed and he pulled her into his arms feasting on every inch of skin he could access in that position.

She pushed him on his back and straddled him directly on top his erection and started grinding her hot core against his pants. He was going to come in his pants if she continued, but she was so mesmerizing that he didn't care. He moved his hands from her hips and up to her breasts – she moaned and wiped her head back, her eyes closing. He could see she was on the verge of climax and he slipped his hand to her core and helped her over the edge. He watched her fall apart and felt his own climax on the heel of hers. They were both panting.

"That...is... the most fun I've ever had with my clothes on," he said, and she burst out laughing.

She blushed when she crawled off of him and saw the mess on his pants.

"There's just something about you in a suit that gets me all hot and bothered," she said.

"You've been fantasizing about me in my suit?" he said asked.

"You're very sexy in your suits... the shoes... not so much... but the suit... oh, yes!" she answered.

He watched her get comfortable in the bed and close her eyes. He undressed quickly and brought his pants in the bathroom to see if anything could be done for them, but alas he decided that he'd rather be cuddling in bed with Teresa than dealing with that mess.

When he got back to the bed she was fast asleep. He watched her for a while and then realized that he still didn't know the gender of their baby. He spooned her and stroked her belly loving the feeling of the soft baby movements. He couldn't believe how close he'd come to losing her because of his own fear and foolishness. This baby was a miracle, a one shot, which made him believe that maybe, just maybe, fate did exist. He'd have to think about it before he could decide.