Prompt: 18. date


She'd promised him drinks. He wanted dinner, too. She wasn't sure she was ready to agree to that yet. Drinks was one thing, but dinner...that would be like a date. Was Lindsay ready for a date with Danny Messer?

She chose to ignore the fact that her inviting him to Cozy's to watch Mac play could technically be construed as a date. Technically, Mac had been there, so the two of them hadn't been alone. Granted, Mac hadn't been at the table, but he'd been in the building, so that counted.

To actually be alone with him? To be alone in his presence for a prolonged period of time? How would she be able to control herself? She could barely control herself as it was. Ever since that first day at the zoo, she felt her self-control tear, little by little. One day it would rip completely apart, and she wasn't ready for that.

If he knew how dirty her thoughts were...how many times she'd imagined cleaning their desks off the easy way and giving the lab a show not suitable for anyone under the age of 17...how she had to take cold showers on the nights whenever he wore one of those polo shirts to work... If he knew that, well, he might like it. He might feel the same. He might want to do something about it.

Definitely no dinner. Maybe not even drinks. She would lose her self-control.

If she hadn't already.