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A/N: Sorry it has taken so long to get this written and uploaded, but I focused these last 2 weeks on job search...got one-kind of…Thanks for being patient with me, it is much appreciated.
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Danny was pissed at himself, well not all at himself, at the universe and himself. Every time he attempted to ask Lindsay out that summer while Flack was rehabilitating the universe thwarted his approach.
There was the dead body that was usually between them, and that's just not professional, or respectful. Even if it is a scumbag womanizing douche bag of a corporate executive. And then that summer Lindsay always seemed to busy. Jenna was hogging a lot of her time (even with her boyfriend). Then her brother came in for a week, and Lindsay disappeared. There was of course the nights the team got together at Sullivan's after a difficult case. It was always friends. He wasn't going to make a move on her with the boss 5 feet away. It was awful, but he found himself almost wishing for another "tragedy" because that was when they seemed to be left alone and in THAT mindset. But nothing, here it was September and Don was back to work. If he really needed to know how much time had passed since she kissed him in that hospital hallway.
That kiss, oh he'd been dreaming about it all summer….and it rarely ended at her doorstep, no instead he didn't let her drop it, the kiss continued…all the way back to one of their places. Yea, in the mornings, he needed a cold shower. He just couldn't shake the idea of he and Lindsay. It was nagging him(and so was Flack) and yet he didn't have the balls to just ask her out, he was waiting for the moment. And it wasn't presenting itself.
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Lindsay had pretty much given up hope on Danny, well not entirely, he was Danny Messer, and a damn good kisser. Oh she should have asked him up that night, it would have totally canceled out the "Can we just pretend this didn't happen?" and if he was as good in bed as he was at kissing-college boyfriend Jake would have some real competition for the greatest in bed title. Honestly, she could have dated anyone, and the manager at the bagel store down the street was eyeing her up, and he was, by all means, decent boyfriend material. They'd have fun, she could fall in love with him, he wasn't bad to look at….but she wanted more, and call her crazy, she was holding out for the long shot. She wanted the kind of relationship that put butterflies in her tummy, that made her knees buckle, and her head spin. And after one kiss, she knew Danny Messer did that to her.
With that in mind shopping for work attire became much more fun. Hey, if Stella could pull of the super low cut halter top in the summer, so could Lindsay, seniority be damned, Stella had her back. It was an interrogation technique: hypnotize the sleeze bag across the table into letting the story slip. It was legit, just like lying to get a confession. She had to try that one soon. She pushed her way into her apartment shopping bags getting in the way and she cursed the 1920's size doorway. Jenna who was working on a artsy project on the floor looked up and laughed, then saw the bags. "OOOOh! What'd you get?" She jumped up excitedly. That is what was so great about having Jenna for a roommate. She was the same as Lindsay when it came to this sort of stuff. Maybe even worse. She was starting to finger one of the Macy's bags,
"Okay, I'll show you, but it's just work clothes. Nothing special."
"Nothing special my ass!" Jenna said pulling out a strappy black top. "Holey low cut! This isn't a work shirt."
"When paired with a jacket it could be."
"Uh Uh Honey." Jenna laughed "This is a date shirt…and how many, Linds like all these clothes have deep v's."
"Yea so?"
"So who are you trying to impress, some criminal?" Lindsay looked away sheepishly. "Dear lord Linds, you still holding onto the thought of Danny, he hasn't made a move in 3 months!"
"Yea, I know, but still, it's fun to see him squirm."
"So he's still into you?" Jenna asked, really she hadn't seen a lot of Danny since well Lindsay came home and told her she kissed him.
"As far as I can tell."
"So what's taking him so long?"
Lindsay laughed at her friend's confusion. Honestly she wished she knew, the best she could come up with was he either worried about a relationship like that with a coworker, or was just really really bad with timing. "No Clue."
"Well, one peep down the front of this bad boy…" Jenna held up a low cut white number, "And you'll have your answer. Oh where sexy bras, you never know."
"Thanks Jen, I'll keep that in mind." Lindsay laughed skeptically. Although it wasn't a bad idea.
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"Can you imagine, bungee sex?" Lindsay asked Stella with a girlish giggle. Danny watched as the two women moved into the bullpen and sat down at the desks around him.
"Linds, I can't even get up the cojones to bungee jump, let alone do it butt naked strapped to a naked man, plus it's a misdemeanor."
"What's up now?" Danny asked with a sly smirk. Bungee sex, that sounded well interesting. Not that he'd partake.
"I don't know." Lindsay started a mischievous smile playing at her lips. She glanced over at Danny, he was starting to wiggle in his seat. "It could be fun." Yea he was definitely wiggling. Given the right guy and the right prompt, she could get crazy and adventurous. Come on she grew up in Montana. They lived on the edge, they took risks, adventure sports were in, and sex WAS a physical activity.
Stella was flabbergasted "Lindsay Monroe." She shook her head
"What? I just said it could be, not that it was, and not that I'd actually try it."
"Uh Huh." Danny smirked. Apparently he got the use of his voice back, even if it was just a huh.
"What's that now Danny?" Lindsay turned to him. Oh this could be good.
"Just, well, we all saw that Weather Girl Sex Tape, and we all heard you say, oh gosh darn it, what was it?" he asked over exaggerating the look of intense thinking.
"Trust me, it's not." Stella finished with a chuckle. Lindsay shot her a look full of daggers. "What, I'm sorry. He couldn't remember."
"Bull he couldn't remember."
"True, but still, you had to kink the poor guys…"
"OKAY! Thank you." Lindsay interrupted. "We're moving on."
"Are we?" Danny asked waggling his eyebrows at Lindsay.
"Keep dreaming Messer." Stella laughed. Danny caught Lindsay's eyes and grinned. She returned an equally knowing grin. Both were thinking if only she knew.
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She kept glancing back at the computer, like anything had changed in the last millisecond. He chuckled to himself, yea they competed all the time, they were at the same level in the department. Well, sort of, he'd been here longer but experience and grade wise the same. It led to challenges and one upping the other. If she was doing what he thought she was doing than she was more competitive then he originally thought, and Damn it if he didn't find that hot.
"Montana." He said creeping up behind her and peering down at what she was doing (and getting a little glimpse down her shirt, red tank-red bra, nice) and yes she was; she really was. Incredible. "Are you honestly racing the computer?"
Lindsay felt him approach from behind, well, she smelt him first, good god did the man smell great. But she didn't look at him. No she couldn't she had to beat this computer. And she was going to do it too, she was on track, it was a check…and the pieces kept fitting together. "Yea Messer I am. Got a problem with that?"
"No. None at all." He laughed. This could so be his moment, they were in very close proximity. Then again if he made her lose to the computer her answer would be no. Best to wait for the opportune moment. He breathed in deep about to spout off another comment and drank in the seductively calming scent of her, dear lord….
Lindsay knew what he was doing and felt a ray of hope shoot through her. Okay, he's still interested, it's not all in my head. She smiled at the thought. Playfully she began to ask "Messer, can I help you with something or are you…"
"Oh I'm just here to root on the computer." He finished for her in a cheery voice. He watched for a second, and when it was clear she was going to beat the computer he thought he'd take his chance. "Actually Lindsay, there was something I wanted to run by you."
The use of her given name, and the calm yet nervous tone caught her attention. "Done. Ha." Lindsay leapt with joy then turned to face Danny. They were in very close proximity to one another. "Okay, Danny, shoot." She smiled looking up into his azure eyes. "I was just wonderin if"
"Lindsay, you finish with the paper sheds?" Mac asked as he walked into the doorway. The couple jumped apart. Both thinking the same thing Damn you Mac, I was 5 words away from a date with Montana/ Damn you Mac, he was about to ask me out.
"Just finished, oh and I won." She tossed in. She was proud of herself. This is the New York Crime Lab for God Sake; they were supposed to have the fastest, most efficient computer equipment around.
"Won what?" Mac asked looking between the two.
Danny smiled and rounded back on his heels. "Mac, our girl here was in competition with the computer." Our girl, had ya held off another ten seconds she woulda been my girl. This shit has gotta end and soon.
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