Joyce preferred the two girls to wait a week before letting Jane going outside. Now, the mother and the young girl were in direction of the redhead's apartment.
- If you need anything, you call me, ok? said Joyce, driving.
- Yeah, yeah.
- And if you feel sick or a bit bad, don't take anything which is not on the list I gave you.
- Yeah, I know.
- And—
- Joyce! cut Jane. I'll be fine, Max is smart, if I'm being stupid, she will do something.
- I know, I just want you to have a good night, that's all, smiled the mother.
- We will, don't worry, it's not the first time I sleep with her.
- I just want to be sure.
- Don't worry, no alcohol, no drugs, no pills and one bat tonight and one tomorrow morning, I know, she know, we know.
- Yeah, I'm proud of you, told softly Joyce.
Jane smiled. She felt a warm inside her but pressure too, she was worried to ruin everything, she was sadly good at it. Joyce spent so much time doing everything to help her, not wanting something in return, that Jane didn't want to go back in her old habits, to not disappoint her or Max, expecting so much from her. But, was she able to do it? She didn't know, but she hoped she was.
Joyce parked on the perpendicular street. Jane opened the door and went outside while the mother rolled down her window.
- You're sure you don't want me to come with you? asked Joyce.
- I'm fine, answered Jane, taking support on the car.
- Tell Max to send me a message when you're there, ok?
- Ok.
- (Jane begins to go away) Jane! called the mother.
- (turns around) Yeah?
- Have fun!
Jane smiled as a thank you and waved to her before continuing her walk. She was so stressed to do something stupid that she ran in the stairs to be there rapidly and knocked at the door. Max seemed as pressed as her because she quickly opened it.
- Hey Goblin!
- Hey Grumpy!
Max moved aside to let Jane entering before closing the door.
- What am I supposed to do? asked Jane.
- What...what? You do what you usually do, lightly chuckled Max.
- But, I'm not supposed to do something in particular?
- No, just be yourself.
- Ok, smiled the ex-prisoner. Oh! Before I forget, Joyce want you to tell her I'm here.
The redhead did it while Jane sat on the couch, putting her feet on the coffee table. Max had an amused sigh and sat next to her, very close.
- I'm not very good for date, pouted Max.
- It's already great, don't put pressure on you, being simple is good, I'm not the kind to do romantic thing by the way.
- Perfect, me neither!
- What are we gonna eat.
- You came here just for the food, stated the redhead with an amused.
- Of course! What else? joked the ex-prisoner.
Max playfully nudged her, making laugh the two girls.
- Pasta with creamy sauce with mushroom, what do you think?
- Sound good.
- You wanna cook with me?
- Yes! answered Jane with enthusiasm.
Max quickly stood and took Jane's hand to bring her to her kitchen. She showed her the ingredients and explained her what to do. She began to cut the mushrooms but she cut more her fingers than the vegetable.
- I thought you knew how to use a knife! chuckled Max, putting a dressing on the small wounds.
- I can throw them at trees but not to cut mushrooms apparently! stated Jane.
- Definitely not! Do it slower, I don't need you to impress me, especially if it's to finish with two fewer fingers! Or you did this just to have some care on your small fingers.
- Yeah, I almost lost my fingers to have kisses, that's definitely the best thing to do, smiled the ex-prisoner.
- Aw, you want kisses, lightly mocked the redhead.
Max grabbed Jane's hands and brought them near her mouth to place some gentle kisses on her fingers. Jane had a small satisfied smirk as she was feeling again this sensation in her stomach.
- I knew badass Jane was all cuddly, told Max.
- Cuddly? frowned Jane.
- Yeah, liking hugs and kisses and things like that.
- Oh, yeah...apparently...
- It's fine, relax, no need to feel ashamed, I'm cuddly too!
- Oh, great then, smiled the ex-prisoner. It's great, right?
- Yeah, of course, we would hug all the time, living against each other every seconds until we become one body!
- That's...scary, pouted Jane.
Max snickered when she saw the other girl's expression. She placed a small kiss on her cheek before continuing cooking. This time, Jane didn't cut her fingers, which made her smile. Once ready, they sat on the couch to eat Jane's work.
- Hey! It's not that bad!
- Why you sound this surprise? giggled Jane.
- I was wondering if it would have the taste of your blood, told Max with a joking tone.
- I hadn't had a hemorrhage!
- You have more bandages than skin on your hands.
Jane pursed her lips, admitting her defeat. Max chuckled before lighting on her TV, searching for something to watch.
- You wanna watch a movie? asked Max.
- I don't know, do what you want.
- You're not helping!
- Can we play?
- You wanna lose again? mocked the redhead.
- My hand is not broke anymore, smirked Jane.
- You're provoking me, you know I can't resist to this.
The two girls finished eating quickly their plates before beginning to play.
- You always take Luigi, stated the redhead.
- Yep, he is green, answered the ex-prisoner.
- And?
- It's my favorite color.
- Really? It's not black?
- I like it too, but I prefer green.
- Ok, I need to keep this information in my mind! But, you don't wear green.
- I've a green hoodie, told Jane.
- Oh yeah! exclaimed Max. I remember seeing you in the bus with it! You were in bad mood.
- I'm always in bad mood!
- True, chuckled the redhead.
- Is it orange?
- What is orange?
- Your favorite color? You always take the redhead.
- I take the redhead because I'm a redhead.
- Oh, that make sense.
- Ok, now, let me kick your ass, with all the affection I have for you, smiled Max.
- In your dreams, Grumpy!
The race began and the girls went in a heavy fight. Jane was better than last time, making it funnier for the redhead, having a real opponent this time. But she didn't want to let her win, just because they were in a date didn't mean she had to lose. She tried to perturb her by nudging her but Jane was stoic, determined to win. Their two characters were neck and neck, fighting for the victory, approaching the finish line...
- WHAT!? exclaimed Max, under shock.
Jane jumped from the couch and began to dance in a ridiculous way next to her.
- How did you do that!?
- 'Told you I would win! answered happily the ex-prisoner.
- I let you win, joked Max with a serious tone.
- What a bad looser! I can't believe it! chuckled Jane.
- I'm not a bad looser!
- Come here, let the winner comfort the looser, said Jane, opening her arms.
- You didn't win, stated the redhead.
- I did. You don't wanna hug me?
- I knew I shouldn't tell you I was cuddly, playfully sighed Max.
She stood and went in Jane's arms. The two girls wrapped each other and tightened the hug. Max never felt so relax before, like if all her problems and stress disappeared just by holding her. Jane hid her face in the other girl's neck, caressing her skin with her hot breathe. Max had goosebumps and closed her eyes to enjoy it better. Jane began to ghost the neck with her soft lips, exciting the butterflies in the redhead's stomach. The ex-prisoner slowly raised her head, caressing Max' skin with her nose until the two foreheads finished against each other.
Max couldn't wait more. She grabbed Jane's leather jacket and brought her closer, placing her lips on hers. It was as good as the first time in Clara's bathroom. The butterflies dancing, the heart exploding, the heat in her body and the soft lips. It wasn't exactly the same, it was stronger and better, she wasn't drunk this time, she knew what she was feeling and was loving it. She moved her hands to her neck, rubbing her cheeks with her thumbs while Jane slid her hands along her spinal column to finish in the hollow of her back, arousing her. She broke the kiss, feeling the heat increasing too much and not wanting to go too far for the first date. She bit her lip, trying to hold her smile while she noticed Jane's blushing and big satisfied smirk. The redhead put her head on the other girl's shoulder and wrapped her arms around her neck, enjoying her girlfriend's heat.
