Summary: What happens when Grayson just can't contain his love for Jane anymore?
Rated: M, No kiddies here.
AN: Episodes kinda backwards the conversation is mostly from Rigged (Season 4, episode 6) But when they went to Stanford (Season 4, Episode 8) came after Rigged so I mixed the episodes around. Wrote this as a thank you present for popularcypher!
Disclaimer: I do not own Drop Dead Diva nor the characters. I only own my imagination and the AU concepts. I do not profit from my writings and this is only a work of fiction.
Working a case with Jane was like sweet sweet torture. The object of my desire sitting so close yet so out of my reach.
She was sitting so close to me that I could smell her Violet & Pomegranate shampoo. Did that make me pathetic? When we went on our road trip to Stanford she had to go buy beauty products and of course I went with, I memorized almost everything she picked up and when we returned home I made sure I bought all the products she used and stocked them in my bathroom. I truly had reached a new low.
She pointed something out on the paper we were currently looking at, we were trying to find a way to win our case. She leaned over me, Highlighting a portion of the document with her pen. Her right breast brushed against my shoulder and I could feel her silk like hair tickling my neck. I had to bite my tongue to contain the moan that almost slipped from me. It was such a relief when she sat back in her chair, I allowed myself to breathe again and relaxed just a little.
"So the structural plans for the inner-passage and the Starboard landing are..identical?"
That's when I noticed her checking her phone. At first it didn't really bother me until I noticed how often she did it. I snapped when I noticed she had done it at least 10 times in the past 3 minutes.
"Yeah, Economy's have scaled. Makes sense to use the same design save on the cost that way you can just...and that's about the tenth time you've checked your phone." I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair.
She looked taken back at my outburst... "Sorry, Sorry. It's just I haven't heard from Owen." She began using hand motions to explain the story to me, "His college roommate got into an accident...Oh my god there's no cell service in the hospital. Right?"
I had stopped listening once she mentioned Owen, I nodded at her words but kept flipping through the papers in front of me. Hearing her talk about Owen made me want to jump off a building. She was supposed to be mine and now here she was worrying about some asshole who ditched her and wouldn't return her calls. He didn't deserve her.
"Uh, I don't know."
"Or maybe his battery died and he forgot his charger"
I shrugged and continued flipping through the papers, acting dis-interested. "Maybe"
"You don't like Owen very much, Do you?" I could feel her eyes burning a giant hole through the top of my head. She had no idea how much I hated Owen. I couldn't tell her that though or I'd have to explain. I didn't think I could do that right now without yelling and this was not the place. I could picture it, me and Jane having a shouting match while the whole office watched.
"I mean you've barely said two words to me since I got engaged."
She gazed at the ring on her finger and smiled a bit...God, how I wanted that to be my ring on her finger. Trying to shrug it off I looked at her,
"I congratulated you the other night..."
She slammed her hands on the table and I could see she was clearly beginning to get upset with me, "Yeah, that was it! I mean we've worked together almost non-stop for two days..."
I smirked at her and sighed, "You really wanna talk caterers and bridesmaid's dresses with me?"
Her eyebrows rose in anger and she stood up suddenly, "You know what, Grayson...Never-mind, It doesn't matter. I'm sorry. I think I'm just worried about Owen."
That was the final straw for me, Standing up I looked at her and shook my head. "I bet you are, Jane. I bet you are. It's so like you to worry about people who don't deserve the time of day from you."
With that I picked up a file and walked out of the conference room, Leaving a very stunned Jane Bingham behind.
It was another late night for me, After the argument with Jane I had stormed into my office, Closed the blinds, shrugged off my suit jacket, and put my head on my desk. I wanted to cry but I settled for moping around instead. For the rest of the day that's really all I did, I made a few calls, Got lunch, and looked through our case file but most of my time was spent with my head on my desk thinking about one Jane Bingham.
I wanted to walk into Jane's office and apologize because even though I didn't want to admit it to myself I missed her, I loved her, and I needed her.
Even though we hadn't talked in a few hours I still missed her warm smile and the interesting conversation, I missed her sent surrounding me when I stood next to her, and I missed those beautiful brown eyes gazing up at me through thick lashes. Now I couldn't get her confused and hurt face out of my mind.
I sat at my desk for about a half hour before I decided to order dinner, I called up the pizza place and mumbled into the phone. About twenty minutes later I had a pizza box sitting in front of me, Cracking it open I stared at the food. Jane's preferred type of pizza. I hadn't realized I had ordered more for Jane than I had for me. I shook my head and sighed. Can't even order a damn pizza.
There was a light knock at my door and I sighed, Closing the pizza box I looked up. Jane was standing half inside my office. She smiled, "I'm sorry if you are?"
I smiled and nodded, But inside I was thanking God. Our fight was over and I could go back to admiring her from a distance.
"Want some pizza?" She shrugged and sat down at a chair in-front of my desk, I got up and walked over to the kitchen like space that Harrison and Parker had decided to build last September. I grabbed some Paper plates, Napkins, and two plastic cups. Walking back into my office I sat down and handed her a plate with a slice of pizza on it, A napkin, and her drink. She thanked me and took a bite, Moaning as the food slid down her throat.
I shifted slightly. God that moan was delicious. I'd love to make her moan like that for me. Hearing her scream my name in pleasure...Okay I had to stop this line of thinking. Jane looked up and blushed. I smiled at her and took a bite of my own pizza.
"How was the rest of your day? Any word from Owen?"
She shook her head and smiled, "Grayson, I've been thinking about Owen a lot...But I've also been thinking about you. I need to tell you something, You see...How can I put this? Uh, Well Owen was my re-bound guy."
I shook my head. I was confused what exactly was she trying to say? I don't think I could handle it if she confessed her love for another man. " Jane, I'm sorry but I don't follow?"
She nodded and set her pizza down, "Grayson, What I'm trying to say is that Owen was my rebound for you. I liked Owen because he made me smile and laugh, He helped me take my mind off of you. Grayson, I love you. I realized in the conference room I was more upset about our fight than I was about Owen. I think Owen was a way for me to dodge my feelings for you..." She looked down and clasped her hands together.
I was at a loss for words. I felt my heart swell out of love for this woman. I set my pizza down and walked around the desk, Moving closer to her until I stood directly in front of her. Kneeling down I took her hand in mine and slipped Owens ring off.
"Jane Bingham, I love you more than my own life. You mean everything to me, I know it may be a bit fast but I don't want to go through life any longer without you by my side. You're the one for me Jane, You've always been. Watching you with Owen was hell for me and I refuse to let you slip by again. I promise to support you and love you to the best of my ability, so Jane Will you be my wife?"
I could see the tears forming in her eyes, She nodded and threw herself on to me. Wrapping her arms around my neck. Looking into her eyes I leaned forward and pressed my thin lips to her plump ones. Kissing her gently, I bit her bottom lip begging for entrance which she granted. Allowing me to explore her mouth with my tongue. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed her up against the nearest wall, Grabbing her hands and lacing our fingers together before putting her hands above her head. I could feel her moan into my mouth as she thrust her body towards mine trying to get more contact. I wanted to rip her clothes off and make love to her but the rational part of my brain told me to wait. We were still at the office and the last thing we needed was for Parker to walk in on us. I broke the kiss and stepped back from the panting woman, I took one of her hands in mine, grabbed her purse and jacket, and led her from my office to the parking garage.
We kissed at every red light and our hands never parted through the whole drive to my house. When I pulled up I jumped out of the car and ran around to open Jane's door for her. Helping her out I pulled her to me and kissed her. Our lips never parted as we fumbled down the sidewalk, Up the porch steps, I managed somehow to unlock the door, and we stumbled into the house. Backing her up against a wall I broke the kiss, "I love you, Jane" She smiled at me and began unbuttoning my shirt, "I love you too Grayson, Now lets see what you can do." She began pulling me up the stairs to my bedroom.
AN: Next chapter will be rated M.