A/N I must apologize for forgetting the disclaimer on the first chapter. I obviously don't own CSI: NY, the characters, or anything else related to it. I simply borrowed them for my own pleasure. The only compensation I receive from this is the lovely reviews. (Hint, hint)

Thanks to Lani and Jenne for betaing this fic!

Chapter 2

I tossed and turned until 3 AM. I'm so glad I've got today off. There's no way I would be able to function on 2-3 hours of sleep. I would be miserable.

I heard a knock at the door. I opened my eyes. 10:00 AM. Too early, I groaned. I tried to settle back in, but they knocked again. I reluctantly got up and grabbed a robe. "Can't a person get a little sleep around here?" I cried as I opened the door. Suddenly I froze. Wow. That has to be the biggest, most beautiful arrangement of wildflowers. Bitterroot – Montana's state flower, Clematis, Buttercups, Currants and Geraniums, Kitten-tails and Glacier Lilies, Phlox and Shooting Star, Violets and Yellow Bells, Wild Chives and Sugar Bowls, Marigolds and Lupine, Sweet clover and Rocky Mountain Irises. Montana Wild Flower!

"I'm sorry, Miss," The delivery boy said, "but the gentleman who ordered the arrangement said he wasn't sure you'd let him in." Danny? How would Danny know which flowers grow in Montana, let alone where to find them in New York? I asked the boy to set them on the table and I looked for a card. I couldn't find one.

Someone rapped on the frame of the still open door.

"Thanks, man" Danny said as he tipped the boy. He turned to me.

"I'm really sorry, Montana." Then he took note of my appearance. "I woke you up, didn't I?" He looked so good, and I wanted a hug so badly, but that's not really the way to distance myself from him.

"I just wanted to sleep in, Danny." I complained.

"Way to go, Messer." He mumbled.

"What'd ya' say, Danny?"

"I'm really sorry, honey. I was – I just needed to talk to you. Can I make it up to you? Buy you breakfast?" Oh, yeah! Breakfast with Danny; now there's a pleasant thought! Suddenly I realized what a mess I must be.

"I haven't even showered yet."

"I'll wait."

"In that case, I'm starving!" He grinned. I love to see him smile. He has the most amazing . . . everything. I've got it bad.

I couldn't help humming as I showered and dressed. I put on a touch of make up, grabbed my purse and a jacket and I was ready to go.

My Montana is gorgeous. She looked adorable when she was just waking up, and now … she looks incredible! I'm the luckiest guy in the world. I don't know any other woman who can make a pair of jeans look so hot. She's an incredible woman. So sweet and kind, and smart, I could go on and on about her . . .

I suddenly realized I was staring. "Where ya' feel like eating?" I asked. She thought for a minute.

"Maggie's." She decided. I thought I knew every breakfast spot in New York, but apparently I was mistaken.

"Where's that?" I asked.

"Just up the street a couple blocks. Maggie makes the most amazing breakfasts and she treats you like family." Sounds like a slice of paradise. "C'mon, Danny, I'm hungry!" she said as she headed for the door. I smiled. If it makes my girl happy, that's good enough for me.

Lindsay was right. The woman was an amazing cook. Her biscuits and gravy were to die for! I'm more of a bacon and eggs type of guy, but Lindsay said I should try the biscuits and gravy. I'm glad she did. I can't remember the last time I've had such an amazing breakfast. I'm definitely going to have to come back here again, and since Lindsay was kind enough to tell me about the place, I might have to bring her here, too. Just to thank her, of course. Yeah, right, Messer. You just want another opportunity to see her, and boy does she look good first thing in the morning!

More importantly, though, Maggie treated Lindsay like a daughter; the minute she came out of the kitchen and saw Montana she came over, wrapped her in a big hug and kissed her cheek.

"You been sleeping alright, baby?" Maggie asked. Lindsay smiled.

"I'll be fine, Maggie." Lindsay replied. She turned to me. "This is my friend, Danny." Maggie grinned as we shook hands.

"I've heard a lot about you. You better treat my baby right, ya' hear?" Maggie said.

"Yes, Ma'am." I'm glad Lindsay has someone looking after her.

TBC

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