Lindsay shrugged. Her song was halfway over, but she jumped right in without skipping a beat. Danny instantly knew what Flack and Lindsay had tried to tell him. It was startling to see Lindsay move like that. She moved with pure confidence and precision. Her body moved from side to side with the beat. People nearby them had stopped dancing to watch Lindsay. Danny was mesmerized how she moved with the music. He noticed her singing with the song, keeping up perfectly. She didn't seem held back at all by her heels.
Lindsay spun around, watching Danny. She smiled and eased her movements enough to speak, "What's wrong Danny? You get in over your head?" She untied her black knitted cardigan and threw it at Danny. Lindsay wore a black halter-top underneath the transparent material. The halter straps were thins strings that tied around the back of her neck. There was a designed gap in the top of her shirt. The stomach portion of her shirt was transparent with a solid design throughout it.
Danny caught it and smiled. Lindsay flared her eyes brows and moved back to the beat. Danny handed Flack Lindsay jacket and jumped into the clear floor with Lindsay. Lindsay watched him, smiling. Danny returned the smile and added his own flare to the dance. The crowd around them cheered as they moved in sync with each other. Lindsay moved into a spin, while moving herself in a circle. Danny followed her move, making their circle complete. Danny reached out and grabbed her hand. Lindsay spun in quickly. Her left leg came up around Danny's left leg. Danny brought his arm above his head, spinning Lindsay around him. Lindsay move directly back into her previous routine just as the music ended.
The crowd applauded and cheered. Danny was breathing heavily, watching Lindsay. She was smiling brightly, her chest heaving. Danny walked toward Lindsay and quickly dragged her through the crowd before they were attacked. Danny took her cardigan from Flack as he headed through the crowd. Lindsay kept up as the crowd began to enclose again, where they had previously danced. She caught a glimpse of Stella smiling at them as they escaped the chaos. Danny emerged from the crowd and pulled Lindsay from them. He led her back to the table. They both collapsed into the booth instantly, still breathing heavily from their dance.
"Where the hell did you learn to dance like that?" Danny asked.
Lindsay smiled breathlessly, "Well…I'd get bored, so I'd watch movies themed around dance." she shrugged lightly, "I guess the music kinda brought out the moves."
Danny nodded. "Well that was probably the first time I've ever seen you loosen up."
Lindsay glared at him. She tossed a crumpled napkin across the table to him. It fell pitifully three inches in front of her.
Danny laughed at her feeble attempt. "Nice, Linds."
"Shut up." Lindsay replied. "What about you? I didn't know you were the dancing type."
Danny skin blushed slightly. He averted his eyes from her, making Lindsay all the more curious.
"Danny?" Lindsay asked.
Danny said nothing.
"Danny tell me or I'll get Flack and Hawkes in on it." Lindsay warned.
"They're already going to get in on it." Danny replied.
"But if I know how, they won't bother you." Lindsay reminded.
Danny pondered for a moment. He nodded at her logic. "Alright."
Lindsay leaned closer across the table. Danny leaned in, trying to keep it as secret as possible.
"One of my girlfriends in high school was really into dancin'. She'd drag me to all the school dances, but I'd never dance. So one day, she drags me to her dance practice and…I guess I was a fast learner." Danny explained. He finished off his beer.
Lindsay nodded. "That explains a few things. You ever use them with your band?"
Danny looked surprised. He'd mentioned a band nearly a year ago on one of their cases, but he hadn't explained much beyond that. To have Lindsay suddenly bring it up was…stunning. "Uh…occasionally."
"Sounds fascinating." Lindsay stated. She let the subject drop and ordered another beer.
"Don't get wasted, Montana. You don't wanna spend tomorrow with a hangover." Danny said.
Lindsay shot him a glare. "It's only my third and last beer, Danny. I don't get wasted off just three, unlike some people."
"You're neva gonna let that one go are ya?" Danny asked.
Lindsay shook her head. "No chance in hell."
"Despite the fact that it turned out to be food poisoning?"
"Nope." Lindsay stated. She took a sip of her beer and smiled.
Stella and Mac returned from the dance floor. "Hey, guys, we're heading out. Some of us have early shifts."
"Alright. See you two tomorrow." Lindsay said.
Stella hugged Lindsay quickly, "Happy Birthday kiddo."
Thanks Stell. Bye guys." Lindsay waved as they exited the club.
Danny peeked at his watch. "Oh damn!"
"What?" Lindsay asked.
"It's twelve thirty." Danny said. The stood from the booth, grabbing his coat.
"Seriously?" Lindsay asked. She stood up as well, pulling her cardigan on. "Damn, I have to be in at nine."
Danny pulled on his coat and headed for the door. "That's a nice gift form Mac. 'Happy Birthday Lindsay, you're workin' the morning' shift.'"
"To be fair, Danny. I asked Mac for the morning shift." Lindsay replied. She pulled her coat on and followed him out of the bar. The warm sun had drifted over the horizon and a cool breeze had taken over the air. Lindsay pulled her jacket closer around her body.
Danny looked back, "Why? You're workin' most of your birthday, that way."
"But I have the night off." Lindsay explained.
"You got plans?" Danny asked, arching his brow.
Lindsay smiled slyly. "You'll just have to find out, Messer."
Danny smiled. "Just don't go overboard, Montana. Don't make it a really unforgettable birthday."
Lindsay laughed. "Do you honestly think I would do something like that?"
"After the way I saw you dance in there, I ain't sure of anything now." Danny replied.
Lindsay pushed him lightly across the sidewalk. They passed the parking lot of the bar.
"You wanna ride home?" Danny asked.
Lindsay hesitated for a moment. She was half-tempted to walk home. The air wasn't too cold, but she needed to get home quickly. But Danny had taken his Harley out for the evening. Lindsay had never ridden on his Harley before, but she'd always wanted to.
"You said you had an early shift." Danny pointed out.
"Alright." Lindsay answered. She followed him into the parking lot.
Danny headed to his Harley, which was parked near the front. He climbed on first and helped Lindsay climb on. Danny passed one of the helmets back to her.
Lindsay held the helmet in her hands and looked up at Danny while he slipped his on. "You planned this, didn't you?"
"How could I plan this?" Danny asked. He winked and turned. Danny kick started the engine. The Harley roared to life. Lindsay wrapped her arms around Danny's chest and they took off.
The ride was intense. Danny had intentionally driven to scare Lindsay. He weaved between cars and sped over the limit. He only stopped when Lindsay became fed up with his attempt and yelled at him to drive normal. Danny slowed down, but kept the ride interesting. Danny turned down a street and slowed almost to a complete stop. He peeked back over his shoulder and smiled. The street ahead was completely lit up. Streams of lights hung from the light polls. Red, blue, green, and yellow light illuminated the entire street. Danny revved the engine and started down the street.
"What's with the decorations?" Lindsay asked.
"Probably another celebration." Danny smiled.
They turned off the street to Lindsay's apartment complex. Danny pulled over and shut off the engine. He climbed off first and helped Lindsay climb off next. Lindsay pulled the helmet off and passed it back to Danny.
"So what'd you think?" Danny asked.
Lindsay looked back at the Harley, "I might have to get one, myself."
Danny smiled. "Hey, anytime you wanna ride, just call."
"Careful, might take you up on that offer." Lindsay said. She leaned in a kissed Danny light. "And keep your evening free."
"Just the evening?" Danny asked. He kissed Lindsay again.
They parted quickly. Lindsay started up the steps of the complex. She turned and waved to Danny. Danny waved back. "Night Danny."
"Sleep tight, Montana. And Happy Birthday." Danny replied. He started his cycle and rode off.
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