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    Broken

    “Jane!” She squeaked.

    Jane grinned at her, “Do I look ok?” she asked, watching as Maura made no effort to hide her appreciative stare. “You didn’t say where we were going, I hope this is ok?”

    “Jane.” Maura echoed. If she was in awe of her friend’s physique before, this was a turning point in her thinking. Those long, strong arms pulling her in close and holding her, their heartbeats matching as Jane dipped her head, stealing the kiss she would willing have given.

    “Erm. Maur?”

    The doctor looked up suddenly, snapped from her happy thoughts only to be greeted by another.

    “You’re acting kinda weird, you ok?” Jane smiled, she knew exactly what was wrong with the doctor and it pleased her no end.

    “Oh yes.” Maura forced herself to meet Jane’s eyes and smiled. “You’re beautiful.” She felt the blush and smiled as Jane’s cheeks reddened almost in time with her own. “Are you ready to go?”

    Jane grinned and mischief played in her eyes. “Sure.” Reaching behind the door, she grabbed her clutch back and pulled the door closed. “Where are we going anyway?” she asked again, tilting her head to watch as Maura headed out of the building.

     

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    With the valet having taken, and hopefully parked Maura’s car, she led the way into Le Beau Truc, waiting for Jane to pout and complain about her choice of restaurant.

    “This place is great.” Jane whispered as the Maître De spoke to the couple ahead of them. Maura turned and stared at her companion. First the dress, now Jane was genuinely pleased with a restaurant that served food that involved you using at least 2 different sets of cutlery.

    “What?” Jane asked as Maura frowned at her, her nose wrinkling with the action. “It’s a good restaurant!”

    Jane supressed a giggle as her hand fell to the small of Maura’s back, guiding her forward to the awaiting man who greeted them with a smile and a raised eyebrow, his eyes flicking to Jane’s hand before settling on Maura.

    “Good evening ladies.” He practically purred at them.

    “Good evening. We have a reservation.” Maura told him, trying hard to compose herself as Jane’s fingers played slowly across her back. She swallowed loudly as Jane stepped in closer to allow another couple to pass.

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