Apologises for the long time between updates, i have been extremely flat out since uni has started, teaching takes up a lot of my time, also i am lacking the motivation to write, not sure if this story is worth continuing anymore. Thank you for the kind reviews especially from my dedicated readers, hopefully you continue to enjoy.

Chapter 14 'up or down its your choice'

'That should make him sit up and beg.'

Lindsay hadn't expected a compliment. She ran her hand over the material. 'You think?'

There was s smirk on Sally's lips. She turned her attention back to her own selections. 'Trust me, honey. I know.'

Lindsay had no doubt she did. Intrigued, she went to try the dress on, she was pleased to discover that the dress looked better on than she'd imagined.

It would make Danny sit up and beg.

Satisfied, she handed the dress over to the closest saleswoman.

'Ill take it.' She saw a half smile grace sally's lips. Maybe the woman wasn't so bad after all, Lindsay mused.

The dress, plus matching shows were the only purchases Lindsay made all afternoon. Sally on the other hand appeared to be determined to single handedly resurrect the economy. They went to six other stores before Sally declared herself temporarily sated.

'Do you always shop like this?' Lindsay asked her as the chauffer-driven limousine brought them back to this hotel.

'Yes' There was no apology in the answer. 'If i have to put up with Richard's roving eye then he damn well is going to pay for it. If a woman doesn't look out for herself, no one else will. And if she doesn't look good,' she said tapping the top of the stack of boxes, 'no one's going to look either'.

Sally looked pointedly at her, 'i'd remember that if i were you.'

'Which part?'

The spark Lindsay had seen earlier in Sally was already waning. Sally stared out the window looking at Vegas by daylight. It wasn't nearly as impressive as it was once the sun was down.

'Both'

Lindsay detected a note of sadness in the woman's voice. She didn't envy her. The next moment she found herself wondering if, perhaps they were in the same boat. Beneath the trappings were Danny and Quinton alike? Her first reaction was to say no.

Her second was to wonder.

By the time they returned to the hotel Lindsya has managed to place her insecurities about Danny on hol until she had more to go on. For now, she would proceed slowly.

The long exhausting house she had endured shopping with Sally were all worth it once she saw the look on Danny's face when she emerged from the bathroom in her new purchase.

Danny had spent the better part of the afternoon concerned for her. When she;d entered the suite, packages in her arms, her knew he'd worried needlessly. Instead of showing him what she'd bought, she'd disappeared with her packages into the bathroom and remained there for a long time.

He'd been just about to knock on the door to ask her to hurry up when the door suddenly opened. Surprised Danny stepped back to let her pass.

The blue material glided seductively along her body like the softest of rose petals. Very sexy rose petals Danny thought, almost against his will. His eyes skimmed over her outline. Unless he missed his guess, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Not if the smooth, flowing lines were any indication.

Danny felt something tightening in his gut. And lower.

'Wow,' he whispered. His reaction, not to mention the appreciative expression on his face, pleased her. She moved toward him very slowly, aware of the way the material brushed along her body. Like the gentle touch of a lover. She wondered if Danny would touch her that way.

She wanted to find out.

Her eyes held his. Lindsay had her answer. 'Then you like it?'

It was an effort to look up at her face. 'I'd have to be dead not to like it.'

'Good' her body teasingly close to his, Lindsay threaded her arms around his neck. The breeze from the window fluttered her dress along his skin. She saw desire flaring in his eyes.

Yes!

Lindsay tilted her head, a silent offer whispering in her eyes. 'Then pick up the phone and tell Quinton that we'll take a rain check.'

Danny didn't have to feign reluctance. He felt it in every fiber of his being. Her fervently whished that the scenario had laid itself out in a different way. But it hadn't and right now he wasn't at liberty to follow through with what his body was urgently begging him to do.

He would never be at liberty to, he thought with no small regret. Becuase if Lindsay hadn't lost her memory, this wouldn't have been happening. She'd made their positions clear from teh first.

Very carefully with the sincerest of apologies on his face, Danny removed her arms from his neck.

'Cant do that'

So much for Sally's predictions. The man seemed to be made out of stone. Either that or she just wasn't being seductive enough. He seemed completely unmovable and unaffected.

Well almost completely, Lindsay amended with a pleased smile as she let her eyes drift down the length of his body. Still, she disappeared. Bitterly so. Things were not going the way she assumed they were meant to. She wanted him to sweep her into his arms, to crush her mouth to his and say the hell with the world beyond the door.

She wanted him to make her feel safe in this new world she found herself in. Lindsay lightly ran her fingertips over the downy hair, just barely touching it. She saw desire winking in and out of his eyes again.

Maybe all he needed was a little encouragement

'I'd thought this was supposed to be our honeymoon.'

He caught her hand in his. She was really getting to him. It had to be because he was so tense about what was going down, he rationalised, but that didn't change the way he was reacting to her.

'It is, but there's no harm in mixing business with pleasure.'

So far all she'd seen was the business side of it. She wanted the pleasure to begin.

'I don't know about that.'

Resigned Lindsay turned and presented her back to him.

'I need a little help with the zipper.'

She bit her lower lip making one last attempt.

'Up or down it's your choice.'