Chapter 2

Danny and Stacie arrived at the Beats nightclub about half an hour after they had left the restaurant. It was brimming with people from wall to wall, and was getting even more packed as the night went on. It played mostly dance music but as the night was drawing to a close and people were leaving, the music changed. The mood had gone from hyper to mellow in the spin a song.

"You had enough?" Danny asked Stacie, who was covered in sweat, not all of which was hers.

"No! I love this part of the evening. It reminds me of a school dance." Stacie said, continuing to dance alone.

"I know what you mean. Soon they'll be playing either Spandau Ballet or George Michael."

As if the DJ was reading Danny's mind, the song had changed to Careless Whisper. He let out a laugh at the coincidence and turned to look at Stacie who smiled back at him.

She held out her hand. "Dance with me?"

Danny felt a strange nervousness as he reached out to her hand. "Ok." He said, swallowing hard.

Stacie pulled Danny in close and rested her head on his shoulder. "I like this song." She whispered in his ear.

Danny's heart had begun to race at the closeness he now shared with Stacie but he didn't want to seem like the moment was getting to him though. "It's alright. Not great."

Stacie lifted her head to face Danny. "It's a great song." She said with enthusiasm. "It's so romantic."

"I didn't think you did romance." Danny answered.

"Well, you thought wrong. I may seem tough, Danny, but I'm just like any other woman."

Stacie placed her head once again on Danny's shoulder, this time pulling his hips closer to her so that they were touching. Her hand began caressing his back as they danced, stunning Danny into silence. He closed his eyes and just listened to the song, allowing his body to move in time with her.

Before long, the song was over. Slowly, Stacie disconnected herself from Danny. They stood in silence, holding a gaze for a few moments. Their gaze was broken by Danny, who looked at his watch. "We should be getting back. Mickey's probably wondering where we are."

Stacie slightly stuttered as she answered. "Um……yeah. Maybe we should."

She walked toward the cloakroom to collect her coat and was quickly followed by Danny.

The cab ride home was in complete silence. Both had felt the moment that had happened back at the club but neither were sure of what to do or say. When they reached the hotel, they hadn't spoken to one another for almost an hour.

As they got to their room, Stacie finally broke the long silence.

"Thanks for tonight Danny. I had a really good time."

Danny smiled as he turned toward her. "Yeah. Me too, Stace."

As she moved in to hug him, her face stopped in front of his. She looked deep into his eyes, and against what she had promised never to do, she leant forward and placed a small kiss on his lips.

"Goodnight Danny."

Danny followed Stacie through the door with his eyes, unable to move his face, which was frozen between shock and pleasure.

"Goodnight Stace."