"Do you want to watch a movie?" Lindsay suggested.
"Sure. No chick flicks."
"Independence Day?" Lindsay suggested.
"Sounds good." Lindsay put the movie on and curled up on the couch, eating their Chinese food.
Every now and then Danny would glance at her, then look away when she caught his eye. He'd then shuffle slightly closer.
They were sat right next to each other when the little alien appeared from inside the larger alien which caused Lindsay to jump knocking Danny's arm which sent his beer flying all over her top.
"I'm sorry." He apologised.
"It's my fault. However many times I watch this movie that part always makes me jump even though I know its coming. I'm going to sponge this out before it stains. I'll be right back."
Lindsay headed for the bathroom.
A minute later the phone rang.
"Danny can you get that? It's probably my Mom."
"You want me to answer the phone to your mother?" Danny questioned.
"Just tell her who you are and that you gave me a ride home from work." Lindsay replied.
"Okay." Danny paused the movie and got up and grabbed the phone. "Lindsay Monroe's residence."
"Danny?"
"Hey Mac." Danny frowned.
"This is beginning to become a habit."
"Lindsay had to go to the bathroom so she asked me to get the phone." Danny explained.
"I need to speak with her."
"Okay." Danny walked over to the bathroom and tapped on the door. "Lindsay, it's Mac. He needs to talk to you."
Lindsay opened the door.
"Sorry." She mouthed as she took the phone from him. "Hey Mac."
"Lindsay. About Danny."
"I'm a big girl; I can take care of myself."
"Why does everyone assume I'm against people having personal lives? As long as it doesn't affect your job then I don't care."
"Sorry Mac." Lindsay apologised.
"I was going to tell you what I told Danny, it's probably not a good idea for him to answer your phone unless you've hired him as your secretary."
"I don't think he's that good at dictation, even for a cop." Lindsay winked at Danny. "But I don't think that's why you called."
Mac proceeded to give the real reason he called.
"When?... I'll come in first thing in the morning and go over the files… Thank you for letting me know…. Night Mac." She hung up.
"What was all that about?" Danny inquired.
"Mac doesn't think you should answer my phone unless I've hired you as my secretary." Lindsay explained.
"Right." Danny went and sat back down.
"And the court case that I was supposed to testify at got moved up a week so I'm due in court at 11 tomorrow. Mac thought I should know."
"You have to love how much notice DA's give you." Danny stated. "If you have court in the morning I should probably go."
"You can stay and watch the rest of the movie if you want?" Lindsay suggested. "Beside I could do with your opinion."
"My opinion on what?"
"I can never decide what to wear to court."
"I was told by a jury consultant once that blue is a good colour." Danny suggested.
"Blue is good. Put the movie back on while I go and raid my closet."
"Yes ma'am."
"Don't call me ma'am." Lindsay warned as she headed to her bedroom.
Once the movie was over and Lindsay's outfit had been picked, Danny helped her clear up the remains of their dinner.
"I should get going." Danny stuffed his hand into his pockets.
"Okay." Lindsay agreed.
"Lock the door after I leave, and I'll see you tomorrow." Danny told her as he opened the door.
"Danny." Lindsay said.
"Yeah?"
Lindsay pushed him back against the door and kissed him. Danny's hands went to her hips to steady her.
"That's some goodnight kiss Montana."
"I try."
"You're making it really difficult for me to leave."
"So stay?" Lindsay suggested.
"As much as I'd like that, I agree with your whole taking it slowly idea. We should at least have one date."
"That pretty much screws with my rule."
"What rule?"
"No sex on the first date." Lindsay replied.
"I'll figure something out." He gave her a quick kiss. "I'll see you at work. Night Montana."
"Night Danny."
Lindsay fastened the locks and leant against it pressing her fingers against her lips and smiling. It had been a good night.
TBC