A/N: So here is chapter 2. It's still rated T... because I'm a shameless tease! Mwa ha ha! But soon, soon, the smut fest will begin!

You know the drill. They belong to CBS. Blah blah blah.


Danny's lips were parched and his mouth was suddenly very dry. He swallowed hard and licked his lips as his eyes raked over his wife's body.

"Uh… um… wow," was all Danny could manage to choke out before his voice failed him again. Very smooth Messer, he thought to himself as he tried to stop gawking at the small portion of Lindsay's figure that he could see through the small crack in the door. This was easier said than done. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but it did not have the desired effect of calming him down. Instead he imagined kicking in the door, picking Lindsay up and slinging her over his shoulder as he marched to the bedroom to ravage her. He opened his eyes again and drank in her appearance.

"Where did you… how did you… um, wow," he said lamely again. He coughed to clear his throat and could see Lindsay was trying hard not to laugh at the reaction she was getting from him. There had been very few times in his life that Danny Messer had been speechless. "Where did you find that outfit, Linds?"

Lindsay innocently looked down at the ensemble she was wearing and shrugged her shoulders as if it was no big deal. "What, this old thing? I just had it lying around, and figured I would see if it still fit," she replied, toying with the hem of the short skirt she was wearing. She smiled as the small gesture sent chills up Danny's spine and he shivered with anticipation. "I haven't worn it since high school, you know." She kept her chin down and peered up at Danny though her eyelashes. "You like?"

"Oh yeah," he replied huskily. "I like a lot. I would like it a lot more if you'd let me in. Then I could show you exactly how much I like it."

Lindsay grinned slyly at him then surprised him by reaching her hand out from behind the door and placing her palm over the growing bulge in his jeans. "I can tell how much you like it from in here, cowboy," she purred. Danny groaned and closed his eyes as she gently massaged him through the stiff fabric. His eyes snapped open when he felt her withdraw her hand.

"Linds," he pleaded.

"Danny," she said softly, "baby, come on. Give me the password. You think I want to waste this outfit on myself?"

"I don't know the password!" Danny whined, desperate to feel her fingers on him again.

"Just tell me what you would do to me, Danny. I did this for you, and only you."

Danny stared at her. He knew that once again his mouth was gaping open and his eyes were wide. And once again, he didn't care.

His amazing, wonderful, smart, funny and incredibly sexy wife had done this for him. His mind was still foggy, but now it was from desire instead of fatigue. He had definitely needed a distraction tonight, and what better distraction was there than this? He remembered their conversation several years ago when he had told Lindsay about a fantasy of his. And now, here she was – his perfect woman had decided to make that fantasy come true for him.

They had been investigating a crime at a high school when Lindsay had caught Danny staring at the cheerleaders practicing out in the field.

"See something you like, Messer?" Lindsay had inquired, her eyebrow raised as she took in the lust-filled expression on her boyfriend's face.

"Huh? Oh, no. Nothing," he lied. "Just thinking."

"Sure you were," Lindsay smirked.

"What?"

"You were gawking at those cheerleaders, Danny!" Lindsay accused.

Danny had been about to lie to cover his indiscretion, then decided on a different plan of attack. "I was just admiring their uniforms, Montana," he said innocently.

Lindsay snorted while trying to suppress a laugh. "Sure you were. You are such a connoisseur of women's fashion. You were oogling those girls Danny. Admit it."

"If I was 'oogling' them," started Danny, "I would gladly admit it. There's nothing wrong with admiring a beautiful woman in a sexy outfit. However, I wasn't 'oogling' them. I was thinking about how truly awesome it would be to see you dressed like that."

Danny blushed at his admission, but did not hesitate to meet her gaze as her eyes bugged open in surprise.

"Wha… what?" she stammered.

"Lindsay, the only woman I have eyes for is you. So if I'm thinking about some hot chick in a cheerleader uniform, you have to know that the hot chick in my fantasy is you. I've always wanted to, you know," a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, "do it with a cheerleader. Do you know how absolutely crazy I'm getting just thinking about you in that tiny little skirt, and that tight little sweater?"

Lindsay could feel her face flushing hot pink as Danny continued to gaze at her, full of desire. "You really want that?" she asked softly. "You would rather see me in that outfit than some other girl with a better body?"

Danny's face fell slightly at her question. Was she really that insecure? Did the woman not know how he felt? How she drove him crazy with longing? He closed the gap between them and crouched down next to where she was kneeling so he could look her directly in the eyes.

"Lindsay, you are the most amazing, beautiful, sexiest woman I have ever seen. I want you, and only you. I want you all the time. I don't care if you're wearing a paper bag or a ball gown. It doesn't matter to me. What matters is that you know how much you mean to me, and how you make me feel." He smiled at her, then got up and turned to go back to where he had been standing previously.

Watching him walk away, Lindsay was absolutely breathless. She and Danny had been bantering back and forth with each other for almost a year, and had been dating for only a few months. During that time she had fallen hard for him, but wasn't sure how he felt about their relationship. Well, he had left her in no doubt now. She could hear it in the tone of his voice and the tenderness in his eyes.

"Danny?" she whispered.

"Yeah, Montana."

"What would you do if I did that for you? If I put on a cheerleader uniform for you?"

Danny's eyes twinkled as he considered his options. He ran his tongue over his lips, and his pants started to get uncomfortably tight.

"Montana, the things I would do to you would have you hoarse from cheering my name, and only my name, all night long," he said, his voice gravely with desire. He smirked at the expression on her face. Then he smiled and winked at her and turned to go back to work.

Danny's mind returned to the present. He looked up at Lindsay and smirked.

"Montana," he started.

"Yes, Danny?" she asked, twirling a strand of hair around her index finger flirtatiously.

"The things I would do to you would have you hoarse from cheering my name, and only my name, all night long." He grinned at her.

The smile that spread across Lindsay's face made his heart beat a little faster. It was the smile she got before she did something incredibly, horribly, awfully naughty. She bit her lip and wiggled her eyebrows at him. Danny licked his lips again, anticipating what was to come next. He was waiting for her to reach out to him and pull him into their apartment.

He wasn't expecting what actually happened. Lindsay gave him one final mischievous grin, winked at him, then slammed the door closed in his face.


A/N: So, what did you think? Read and review please!