Stacie always laughed it off but he was never joking. Danny looked at her sitting on the barstool in front of him.
"Come on Stace, you won't regret it."
"Oh I'm sure I will, this is becoming a daily thing now."
"Well you know how to stop it."
"What? By saying I'll give us a try?"
"I'm better than Mickey will ever be."
"In what way Danny?"
Danny rested his head on his hand. He tucked a piece of Stacie's hair behind her ear.
"I think you know what way."
Stacie's lips parted the slightest bit and she gazed into his eyes. She was slowly falling into them. She leaned forward to whisper into his ear; "Danny, not here."
And he knew what she meant. Mickey only left for a few minutes and he was already onto her.
"I have the hotel key." Said Danny.
Stacie smiled and stood up. She walked to the door and turned around to face the man who she needed.
"Well", She said, "What are you waiting for?"