Maura knocked on the door of Jane's apartment and waited for the brunette. This was a special night; the detective was receiving an award from the city of Boston. Maura smiled remembering Jane inviting her to the awards ceremony. Maura had been overwhelmed with happiness that Jane had chosen to take her. She smiled at the memory of Jane asking, seeming nervous, like she was asking the doctor on a date instead of to a work function. Maura's heart had caught in her throat at Jane's fumbled attempt to ask Maura to accompany her. Of course she had said yes, she was thrilled that Jane had asked. She wanted to be there for the brunette for such a momentous occasion. She imagined holding Jane's hand and hugging her as she was called to accept her award….kissing her. Oh, god she wanted so badly to kiss those full lips…damn. Maybe this was a bad idea, Maura thought, maybe I should have… Before Maura could finish her thought the door was thrown open to reveal the stunning vision of Jane Rizzoli in a tight fitting epitome of the little black dress.

"Hey, Maur..Oh my god. What are you wearing?" the detective asked. Jane looked Maura up and down and felt her mouth suddenly go dry. The strawberry blonde was wearing a suit. Jane had never seen it before and had never seen her in one, except that time she had worn hers. Jane continued to stare unable to talk.

Maura's mouth turned up at the corners as she regarded the detective openly ogling her. Jane's eye traveled up her body before settling on her face gazing into her hazel orbs.

"Do you like my suit, Jane?" Maura asked feigning innocence. Jane gazed into the blonde's eyes as she licked her lips and cleared her throat.

"Uhm, yeah, Maur…it's…great." Jane husked out before stepping aside to let her in.

"I love that dress on you, Jane, you look ravishing." Maura stated as she walked by swaying her hips for the brunette's benefit. She stopped short to give the detective a lingering up and down assessment. The black dress was flattering to her figure and hugged all the right places stopping just above the knees. Maura leaned forward invading Jane's space and stopping short of inappropriate.

"You look amazing in it. It's like it was made just for you." Maura purred close to her ear before pulling back.

Maura turned and headed to the kitchen. Jane watched her walk past and took the opportunity to look at Maura closely. The suit was form fitting, obviously tailored specifically for Maura. The pants hugged her ass perfectly before tapering down to flare at the bottom, covering the top of the heels Maura had paired with it. The charcoal jacket and pin stripe vest cupped her breasts and seemed to offer them up as tribute to anyone with eyes, not to mention the crisp white shirt that had the top 3 buttons done undone. Jane shook her head; she couldn't believe the blonde was wearing it. It was so out of character. She had expected some designer dress that cost more than 6 months' rent.

When Jane looked up at Maura again she was leaning against the kitchen counter drinking a beer. Holy fuck, Jane thought, what is going on? She was beginning to feel like she was in an alternate universe or a dream; maybe this was all a dream. Jane smiled, if so, it was the best dream ever.

Maura smirked behind the beer bottle as she watched Jane's eyes practically pop out of her head. She wanted to give the brunette a bit more of a show so she took the cold bottle and ran it along her throat, pausing at the tops of her breasts. Ok, I must be dreaming Jane said to herself. Without know it Jane had walked into the kitchen, it was like she was being pulled toward Maura. She couldn't take her eyes off the beautiful woman in front of her.

Maura looked at Jane, who quickly looked away to cover the fact that she had indeed been staring.

Jane cleared her throat and looked back at the blonde letting her eyes wonder down her glistening throat to her cleavage that was clearly on display. Maura held the beer out to the detective after taking a drink. Jane reached out to grab the bottle, her fingers brushing the doctors. Neither moved and the brunette felt Maura caress her knuckles softly before pulling her hand away.

"I love this suit, but all the layers can make it a bit stifling. Are you almost ready, Jane?" Maura asked sweetly, knowing the effect she was having on the taller woman. She knew she was pushing the envelope, but when it came to Jane, she just couldn't help it.

"Hmmmm?" Jane responded her mind still not sure that this was actually reality.

"Are you ready to go? I really don't want to be late." Maura stepped forward lightly grasping Jane's chin and bringing brown eyes up to meet her own. Jane seemed transfixed as she stared into hazel orbs. She her Maura laugh and realized that she had been staring. Shit, she thought, I'm an idiot. She shook her head, get it together Rizzoli, she chastised her-self. She took a step back to put some space between them.

"Yes, Maur, I'm ready. I just need to put my shoes on and then we're good to go." Jane mumbled as she turned to walk away.

Maura watched her walk into her bedroom and thought that maybe she had pushed Jane too far. Sure they teased and flirted good-naturedly, like best friends, but she was blatantly trying to turn the Italian on. Maybe this wasn't a good idea, Maura thought, damn too late now. Maura smirked to herself, definitely too late now; she had gone too far to turn back. She had wanted this for so long and now that she had made a conscious decision to go through with it she didn't want to go back to the way things had always been. She had feelings for Jane and thought that this night would be a perfect opportunity to act on them.

Jane suddenly appeared in front of her and smiled radiantly. Maura couldn't help but smile back at the beautiful woman in front of her.

"I'm ready Maura. Are you?" Jane asked. Maura's eyes snapped up to look at the brunettes. This was going to be an interesting night, she thought.