Chap 3
Danny opened the door to his apartment and stepped aside to let Lindsay step in and looked around with a forced smile on his face.
"Well what do you think?" Danny said as he closed the door and went around picking the odd thing up and either heading over to the garbage or down the hall to the dirty hamper.
Lindsay took off her shoes and let her eyes roam through the living room of his apartment and grinned at the articles of clothing on the couch.
"Well you didn't kid when you said mess." She said and stacked magazines on the table and settling herself down on the couch while taking off her coat, scarf, boots and gloves and draping them over the arm of the chair.
"Ha ha very funny Montana at least you have somewhere to stay." Danny said as he turned the temperature up and cleared the counter of the dirty dishes and leftover food from last night.
"I don't know Messer my Grandma's barn looks pretty tempting right now…and that's saying a lot since the cows live there." She said getting up and picking up a dirty glass and bringing it over to the sink.
"Then why don't you stay with her then!" He snapped turning on the water in the sink and tearing off his jacket and throwing it across the room to hit Lindsay in the face.
"Cute Danny real cute." She sighed and went over to the closet to hang up their clothing. After that she headed down the hall, pocking her head through the doors until she found what she guessed was the guest room.
It looked like it belonged to a whole different home. The walls were a light brown with the odd framed picture here and there. The bed was a double with a heavy beige duvet was neatly placed on it covering fluffy and plush pillows. The windows were curtained with heavy burgundy drapes and sheer white lace over top it. She couldn't believe her eyes as she sat down on the mattress and seemed to sink into paradise.
Danny appeared at the door and leaned against it just looking at her.
"What?" He snapped out of his reverie and focused on Lindsay who was displaying a frown across her face.
"Nothing." He merely said and turned around to walk out of the room when he was hit in the head. He turned around to find Lindsay holding the other pillow and her mouth in a mischievous grin.
"I said what." She repeated as Danny picked the pillow out slowly and advancing towards her slowly. "What are you doing Messer? Don't even think about it!" She jumped on the bed and quickly slid to the other side. Too late when she looked up the pillow landed right in her face pushing her backwards into the dresser. "That's it Messer, this means war!" She threw the pillow at him and quickly brought the other on at the ready she ran towards him and slipped her body around him and darted down the hall.
Danny jerked at the impact and tore down the hall behind her but was surprised to find the hall deserted. He made his way slowly down the hall; his feet making no noise as his socks thumped the carpet leading to the living room. He slowed down and took a minute to get his bearings and jumped into the living room pillow at the ready. No sign of Lindsay. ((I'm a trained CSI this should be easy for me!)) He reprimanded herself. He retraced his steps back down the hall towards his room. This time he went in recklessly and got whipped n the face with the pillow sending him to the ground and he curled up against the pelting.
"What's the matter Danny?" Lindsay mocked as she pelted the pillow on his face, back and rear end.
"Waiting."
"For what?" She paused confused her pillow stalling over her head.
"For this!" He grabbed her ankles and sent her tumbling to the ground with a thump of landing hard on her butt.
A while later while Danny was making supper and Lindsay was nowhere to be seen Danny waited for the spaghetti to soften he headed over to the bathroom. He opened the door and stopped short and his jaw dropped. HE had forgotten Lindsay had gone to take a shower now he stood in front of her while she was merely in her undergarments she turned around and automatically wrap herself with the towel.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING! GET OUT!" She pushed him out of the bathroom and slammed the door behind. He heard the bolt lock into place and he slapped his face with his hand and dragged it down.
"This is going to be an interesting weekend." He whispered to himself and left the hall and headed towards his room and shut the door behind him.
From behind the door he leaned on the jamb and sighed. For the life of him he couldn't get the image of Lindsay in her bra and underwear out of his head. He took off his shirt and went over to his dresser to fetch an old sweatshirt.
Author's Note: Not one of my best sorry not really blooming with ideas review please… Brixx -xox-