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Technical Foul: Part III

Lifting his head Danny saw confusion mingled with passion in Lindsay's brown eyes and he was sure that his own expression reflected the same emotions. Quickly stepping back before he kissed her again Danny looked up into the surprised and irritated face of Flack.

"What was that," he demanded.

"What was what," Lindsay asked trying to appear nonchalant, but feeling like her limbs were made of jelly.

"That kiss."

"It was just a celebratory kiss…ya know for the game," Danny answered not wanting to subject Lindsay to a public scrutiny of their odd relationship. Flack obviously didn't believe him and he scowled, "Right…you got anything to add?" He looked at Lindsay.

"Flack, it really was just a celebratory kiss. Nothing more," Lindsay soothed.

"So there is absolutely nothing you two want to tell me or that I should know," he pressed.

"No. There's nothing. Everyone here is just friends," Lindsay replied.

"Danny," Flack questioned.

Danny's thoughts tumbled over one another: if you ever kiss her I'll be forced to acquaint my right fist with your left jaw; you don't know anything about her the way I do; you're the department Casanova so go pick out another girl because this one's mine; I think I love her- so butt out buddy because I'm not backing off, but all he did was smile and reply, "Nope. It's exactly like she said."

Flack returned his attention to the game but was far from convinced. He companionably placed an arm around Lindsay's shoulders, but Danny recognized it as a blatant statement that he should leave Lindsay alone.

Suddenly Danny felt a surge of energy. He and Lindsay had chemistry together, something he was sure she didn't feel with Flack since she didn't get flustered and starry eyed when he was got close to her.

"Crap! How could they not convert on fourth and goal," Lindsay burst out. She shook her head in disbelief. Flack turned and looked at her in surprise, "You really weren't kidding when you said you knew football." Lindsay laughed and Danny seized the opportunity to remind her that he was the guy who could make her heart jump.

"She knows all kinds of stats too. But she's not allowed to recite them around me," Danny teased liking the way Lindsay's cheeks flushed. Flack stared at the two of them in confused annoyance, "Why not?"

Enjoying this way more than he should Danny moved closer. "Well you see if she does, she runs the risk of me asking her to marr-," his words were promptly cut off as Lindsay slapped her hand over his mouth.

Taking clear advantage of the moment Danny pressed a soft open-mouthed kiss into her palm. Lindsay yanked her hand back like she'd been burned and forgetting about Flack a mere six inches behind her, leaned in until she and Danny were almost nose to nose.

"What are you doing? Stop it," she hissed. Danny smiled appreciating the way her brown eyes snapped. "I'm trying to seduce you, or at the very least make it clear that Flack should back off because you and I are meant to be together," he whispered only half-teasing.

"There is nothing between Flack and me! What would give you an idea like that?" Danny eyed the man behind Lindsay and noticed the belligerent expression on his face. "Are you sure about that Montana because he's looking none too happy that you have your hands all over me!"

Lindsay glared at him, "What?! I most certainly do not have…" She trailed off as she realized that somehow her right palm had come to rest flat against Danny's chest and she could feel his heartbeat. Her other hand had snaked its way into his own and she pulled both away, silently cursing her traitorous body.

Flack cleared his throat angrily. "Would you two like me to get you a room," he said facetiously. Danny and Lindsay both sobered and turned towards him.

"Sorry just playing around…" Danny began to apologize. Flack made a sound of disgust, "Save it. Maybe you should find another seat."

Feeling the tension between the two men Lindsay tried to intervene, "There's no need for that. I promise."

Trying to lighten the mood Danny backed her up, "I like this seat it has a great view, and besides I like the company." He'd meant it as a joke but Flack's eyes darkened, "If you have a problem with my date maybe you and I should go and discuss this someplace else."

"Date! This was just an office football thing…I didn't think you meant it as a…," Lindsay trailed off as she realized neither man was listening to her because their high testosterone levels were blocking their hearing ability.

Danny tried to keep his temper, "There's no reason for us to go 'discuss' anything."

"I tend to disagree, but if you don't believe me I think I can prove you wrong." With a smirk in Danny's direction, Flack turned Lindsay into his arms, and before she could protest, gave her a kiss that would've left her weak-kneed and panting if she hadn't already been half-way in love with Danny.

Just as the kiss ended, Lindsay leaned towards Danny sensing the anger that seeped from every pore of his body. She wanted to beg him not to lose it, and that Flack was just upset and not thinking clearly but she was too late…

TBC