“What name?” he asked, staring at the book in front of him.

Maura closed her eyes, waiting for Jane to take a step back, to put the polite distance between them that she always did. Always, except for tonight. The brunette remained pressed in close, not near enough to be touching but enough that Maura could feel the heat radiating from the other woman.

“Isles?” Jane offered from behind her, her breath tickling Maura’s ear.

“Yes, yes, sorry. Isles.” Maura confirmed.

“This way ladies.”

Jane had to give Maura a little shove to get her moving. Following along behind, Jane unabashedly watched Maura walk, her eyes flicking to other diners as they also watched Maura walk past. She grinned at them when they met her eyes. She was dining with the most beautiful woman in all of Massachusetts, she knew it and so did they.

As Maura took her seat, Jane slid into her chair, her knees brushing against the doctors as she settled.
Jane looked up as Maura studied the wine menu intently. She was nervous Jane could tell. The way she licked her lips, the slight shake in her fingers, they made Jane smile. This wasn’t the same sort of nervousness she’d seen in countless people hauled in for questioning, no, this was a woman who knew what she wanted but didn’t know how to ask for it. Rubbing her knee casually against Maura’s, Jane smiled. “Oh, sorry.” She smirked.

“Should I pick the wine?” Maura asked, drawing her legs nearer to her chair and fidgeting in her seat.

“Sure.” Jane couldn’t help but grin. For the first time in their relationship, she allowed herself to bathe in the sexual tension that radiated between them. She had always been aware of it on some level but had never allowed herself to really appreciate its power. Until now.

With their waiter having returned with a bottle of something red, Jane didn’t know what but she did know that it would be fantastic, she watched as he poured a sip into a glass, offering it to Maura who only shook her head before nodding towards Jane.

Picking up the glass, Jane focused her gaze on Maura, licking her lips slowly before taking a sip of the offered beverage. She paused, as if contemplating the flavour, licking her lips once again and smiling as Maura swallowed noticeably. “It’s perfect, thank you.” Jane whispered, her eyes never leaving the woman across from her.