Chapter 4
Chapter four
A month has now passed, and Jane and Petra are doing better than ever. Every chance they get, they are with each other. If Rafael has Mateo, and neither of them are working, they’re together.
Rafael and Jane are on really good terms now. They talked it out, and decided to put everything behind them, and just focus on being good parents for Mateo. Of course Jane didn’t tell him about her relationship with Petra.
Michael is another story. He is still hung up on Jane, and he is after Petra more than ever. It’s like he is actively searching for reasons to question her, trying to bring her down for stuff she didn’t do. Jane keeps talking to him, begging him to cut it out, but he won’t listen.
Right now Jane and Petra are having lunch in Petra’s suite. They haven’t really seen each other much in the last three days, so they are catching up on what’s going on, laughing and joking around.
“Go on a date with me,” Jane says suddenly.
Petra stares surprised at Jane. “Jane… I’m not ready for people to know yet.”
Jane takes Petra’s hand. “I know baby, but it’ll be like a secret date. We can go on a picnic where no one can see us or something!” she smiles broadly. Petra chuckles.
“That sounds nice, I’d love that,” she says and gives Jane a sweet kiss.
“How does tomorrow at noon sound? Rafael has Mateo until four o’clock, and I’m not working.”
Petra looks in her calendar, before smiling at Jane. “I have a meeting until twelve, and then I’m all yours.”
“Yay!” Jane cheers, and Petra laughs at how cute she is.
“I’ll cook, and I can finally make that grilled cheese for you,” she smirks at Petra.
Petra shakes her head with a small smile. “Oh god.”
“It’s gonna be awesome!” Jane sing-songs, and does a little happy dance. Petra laughs a full belly laugh, before grabbing Jane’s wrist and pulling her down on the couch.
“You are just too damn adorable,” she whispers in Jane’s ear before pulling her in for a kiss. Suddenly there is a knock on the door, and they separate quickly.
“Come in!” Petra says, pulling a little at her shirt. Scott walks in the door.
“Ms. Andel, some clients downstairs want to talk to you. They didn’t say about what.” When he sees Jane, he gives them a weird look. Petra stands up and clears her throat.
“Thank you Scott, I’ll be right there.”
He’s still standing there, looking back and forth from Jane to Petra.
“Is that all?” Petra asks, her professional mask in place and one eyebrow raised at him.
“Uh, yes. Sorry.” Scott says and leaves the room. When he has closed the door, Petra turns to Jane.
“I have to go now, but I’ll see you tomorrow?” she says.
“Can’t wait,” Jane says, giving Petra a quick peck on the lips.
Xx
At twelve o’clock the next day, Jane is waiting for Petra outside the Marbella, a picnic basket and blanket hanging from her arm. She is standing in a mostly secluded area so no one will see them. Jane had searched the internet, and found a little meadow not far from the hotel, but still hidden from everything. She sees Petra walking up to her, and smiles broadly.
“Hi darling,” Petra says sweetly. Jane’s heart flutters every time Petra calls her that.
“Hey,” she says back. “Ready to go?”
“Yes please. The meeting was so boring. I kept looking at my watch, counting the minutes ‘till I could leave and see you.”
“Aw, aren’t you cute,” Jane chuckles. Petra gasps and smacks her hand on her own chest.
“I am not cute! I am very dangerous,” she says, giving Jane a playful glare. Jane snorts.
“Yeah yeah, if you say so,” she laughs, and they start walking to the meadow.
Once they arrive and set everything up, Jane starts putting out the food. Petra sighs.
“Mm it looks delicious.”
Jane smirks, pulling out the last box. “And now to the best part… Grilled cheese!”
Petra laughs. “Oh god, I completely forgot about that. I will have you know that every grilled cheese sandwich I have ever tasted, I did not like,” she smirks and raises her eyebrows at Jane.
“Mhm, we’ll see,” Jane chuckles.
They eat their food, talking and laughing. Once they’ve finished almost everything, Jane grabs the grilled cheese.
“It’s time,” she says seriously, picking up a sandwich. Petra chuckles.
“Fine, but don’t get mad if I don’t like it,” she winks at Jane.
“I won’t,” Jane says.
Petra grabs the sandwich, inspects it a little bit, and takes a bite. She doesn’t say anything as she chews, and Jane can’t read her expression.
“Well? What do you think?” Jane asks with an expectant look in her eyes.
Petra chews a little more before swallowing. “What is in it?”
“One third white cheddar, one third yellow cheddar and one third grated American,” Jane says proudly.
Petra hums a little. “It’s not that bad actually,” she says.
Jane throws her hands in the air victoriously.
“Yes! I knew it! I told you you’d like it,” she does a little celebratory shimmy with her shoulders, and Petra can’t help but laugh a little.
“I didn’t say I like it, I said it’s not that bad,” she smirks.
“Oh come on, you like it. Just admit it Petra, my grilled cheese sandwich is awesome.”
“Okay, I like it. A little bit!” Petra says defeated, but still with a hint of glee in her eyes. “But this does not mean that I will eat it on a regular basis like you do,” she fixes Jane with a pointed stare. Jane chuckles.
“I know I’m just glad you liked it.”
Petra leans in for a kiss. The kiss is intimate but passionate, and they completely forget about the sandwiches. Jane scoots closer to Petra and wraps her arms around her neck. Petra moves her hands into Jane’s hair, but forgets that she is using her right arm for support, and they tumble to the ground, Jane laying on top of Petra. They both laugh, and Petra wraps her arms tight around Jane’s waist. They stay like that, looking into each other’s eyes, before Jane looks up and sees something.
“Uh, apples!” she says excitedly, and jumps off Petra. Petra sits up confused.
“What?”
Jane points towards a tree at the edge of the meadow. “Come on, let’s go pick some!”
Petra stares at Jane with a look that is both confused and amused.
“Jane, that tree is standing in the garden of that little hut over there.” She says.
There was a tiny hut just behind the trees surrounding the meadow, but it was almost completely hidden away.
“So? We can make apple juice!” Jane says, and jumps to her feet. She grabs the basket, and pulls at Petra’s arm. Petra shakes her head with a slight chuckle, but stands up nonetheless.
They walk over to the tree, and Jane sneaks in between the bushes to see if anyone’s there.
“All clear,” Jane says, and starts picking the low hanging apples. Petra laughs and starts picking the ones higher up. Once the basket it almost full, they have picked all the apples they can reach.
“Come on, let’s go back,” Petra says, but Jane shakes her head.
“Help me up, if I get on that branch, I can reach the last few apples.”
Petra sighs, but lifts Jane up a bit, so she can climb onto the lowest hanging branch. Suddenly an old man walks out of the hut.
“Hey! What are you girls doing in my tree? Those are my apples, get out!” he yells. Jane yelps, still only hanging by her hands.
“Oh shit!” Petra says, and grabs Jane by the waist. “What do we do? Give him his apples back?”
“I have a plan,” Jane says. “Run!”
“What? Running is not a plan, Jane! Running is what you do once a plan fails!”
Jane just laughs as she starts running away. “Come on!” she yells after Petra.
“Oh dear,” Petra mutters, before she starts running. Suddenly her shoes get stuck in the soft dirt, but Jane is already at the blanket, starting to pack up.
“Come on!” she yells again, and Petra decides to just abandon her shoes and run barefoot.
Once she gets to Jane, they can still hear the old man yelling at them, and then they see him coming out from between the trees, chasing after them with his cane.
Jane shrieks a little, and then grabs Petra’s hand. They laugh while they run out of the meadow, but suddenly Jane trips over something and falls into a puddle. When she stands up, her front is covered in mud. Petra bends over from laughing too much, but Jane just huffs. There is a small smile on her lips though.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe that just happened,” Petra gasps between laughs. Jane pretends to be offended, but really her chest is threatening to explode. They have been dating for a month now, but this is the first time Jane sees Petra laughing so freely. Her smile fills almost her entire face, her mouth wide open, and her eyes crinkle in the most adorable way. Jane joins in on the laughter, and they stumble out onto the secluded area of the Marbella.
And then they almost bump into…
“Jane? Petra?” Rafael asks surprised.
They both freeze, but Petra quickly puts on her professional poker face.
“Oh. Hello Rafael,” she says politely with a tight smile.
He stares at them, his mouth hanging open and his brows furrowed.
“Uh, what are you doing?”
“Nothing!” Jane answers a little too quickly.
Petra shoots Jane a glare, before looking back at Rafael.
“We were just out for a little walk to get some fresh air.”
Rafael looks questioningly at Petra. “You have no shoes, Jane is covered in mud and… why do you have a basket filled with apples?” He asks Jane.
“Oh… I went to the market before the walk.” She says, a little more unconvincingly than Petra’s explanation had been.
“Oh. Okay,” Rafael says, but it doesn’t look like he is buying it.
“Okay, well. Bye then!” Petra says, and she and Jane quickly walks away. When they are out of Rafael’s hearing range, they finally let out the breath they both have been holding in.
“Do you think he bought it?” Jane asks nervously. Petra runs her hand across her forehead.
“Not at all,” she sighs. Jane gently lays her hand on Petra’s shoulder.
“Hey, it’ll be okay. If he asks, we’ll just say we’ve put aside our differences, and are now good friends!” she smiles reassuringly. Petra offers Jane a small but genuine smile.
“Yeah.”
They part their ways, Petra going to her suite to freshen up, and Jane going to the locker room to change.
On her way there, Jane bumps into Xiomara, who had just been talking to the manager about performing in the lounge.
“Oh hey hon- why are you covered in mud?” Xiomara stares wide eyed at Jane.
Jane grabs her mother’s arm, and pulls her into the locker room, making sure it’s empty.
“Mom, I just had the best time with Petra!” she grins.
Xiomara still looks confused. “That still doesn’t explain why you are covered in mud, Jane.”
And then Jane told her mother about their date, completely gushing over Petra. Jane is so glad her mother knows, because she’s sure she would explode, if she wasn’t able to talk to anyone about it.
Xiomara looks affectionately at Jane, loving how happy she seems to be.
Xx
Two weeks later Petra and Jane are making out in Petra’s bed.
“Mm, Jane,” Petra moans when Jane runs her hand up Petra’s thigh and kisses down her neck. Petra pulls Jane’s face up towards her own, and captures her lips in a wet kiss. Jane can feel heat pooling in her stomach and slowly settling between her legs. Kissing Petra is unlike anything she’s ever felt before. It is so, so soft and their bodies fit perfectly together. Jane never thought she would be attracted to a woman in her life, but the way Petra makes her feel? Holy... It makes Jane want to just rip off Petra’s clothes and stare at what she is sure must be a body sculpted by God himself.
Petra flips them over, so she is on top of Jane. Her left hand moves down to squeeze Jane’s breast, while her right hand supports her weight. Petra moves her mouth next to Jane’s ear and whispers.
“So, what exactly are the rules of this ‘abstinence’ thing?”
Her hot breath is tickling Jane’s ear, and she gasps slightly.
“I… I don’t know, actually,” Jane croaks. “I haven’t really thought about what applies when it’s two women.”
Petra groans. “You know I completely respect your decision and I will never force you to do anything… But damn, I’m getting really hot and bothered right now,” she playfully whines. Jane laughs, and caresses Petra’s cheek.
“Should we stop?” she asks.
Petra shakes her head vigorously. “No. Wanna keep doing what we’re doing ‘till you figure out the rules?” she smirks at Jane, giving her a playful wink.
Jane doesn’t answer. Instead, she pulls Petra’s face down and shoves her tongue in her mouth. Petra moans loudly when Jane flips them over again, and her hands settle on Jane’s ass.