Lindsay listened as Danny explained some obscure baseball rule to her as they waited for the teams to switch places for the bottom of the first.
She didn't have the heart to tell him that she already knew the rule because she had dated the star pitcher in high school and she had played regularly with her brothers and their friends when they didn't have enough people to play.
"So that's basically how it works."
"I think I understand." Lindsay replied. "I'm going to go to the bathroom."
"Okay." Danny replied.
Lindsay finally made it back to her seat fifteen minutes later.
"Here." She handed him a loaded hotdog.
"Thanks." He replied. He grabbed one of the sodas she had purchased as well. "Diet." He said after taking a sip.
"That's mine."
"I've seen what you eat? Why drink diet soda?" He asked as they traded drinks.
"I like diet soda." Lindsay replied. "Besides you shouldn't drink too much of it all the carbon dioxide to make the bubbles can't be good for you."
"Did you ever make a soda bottle explode?" Danny inquired.
"Of course. One of Becky's math professors did it too in the middle of class, and told everyone to duck while he put up an umbrella."
Lindsay glanced back at the game and made a comment about the next player up at bat. Danny looked at her.
"What? I told I liked baseball."
"You knew what I was explaining to you earlier didn't you?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Why didn't you stop me?" Danny inquired.
"You were enjoying yourself." Lindsay shrugged. "I thought guys liked teaching women stuff."
"We do."
"So what's the… That's a foul ball."
Danny switched his focus back to the game.
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It was a few hours later and the bottom of the eighth when Lindsay excused herself to go to the toilet again.
The Yankees were 4-1 up much to Danny's delight.
On her way back Lindsay saw Derek Jeter send the ball flying into the crowd, she saw on the large screen as sailed towards Danny who managed to grab it before it hit him. Lindsay could help but smile and be grateful that she hadn't been there to get hit by the ball.
When the attention went back to game Lindsay made her way back to her seat.
"So anything interesting happen while I was gone?" Lindsay inquired.
"I caught this." Danny proudly showed her the ball.
"I saw." Lindsay replied. "Nice catch."
"Thanks. Do you want to keep it as a souvenir?" Danny inquired.
"You don't want to keep it for evidence?" Lindsay joked knowing what happened last time he'd caught a baseball.
"I think we'll be okay on this one."
"You're giving the ball to the little lady what a waste?" The guy behind them commented.
"I'm not so little." Lindsay turned around and told him. "I'm also a cop." She pulled her badge out of her pocket. "So do you really want start something?"
The guy held up his hands.
Lindsay turned back to watch the rest of the game.
"I guess you told that guy Montana." Danny smiled.
"I can look after myself."
"A badge doesn't hurt." Danny winked at her.
"Watch the rest of the game." Lindsay suggested.
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"There clean sheets." Danny said as he finished remaking the bed.
"Very impressive. Let me guess you were a hotel maid in a previous life." Lindsay joked.
"Want to see me in a French Maid outfit?" Danny countered.
"Now that's a mental image I didn't need." Lindsay frowned.
"Let me see if I can help you get rid of it." Danny pushed her gently so she fell back on the bed.
"You just made the bed." Lindsay pointed out.
"So help me mess it up a little." He kissed her.
"Convince me." Lindsay requested.
"With pleasure."
TBC